The Curse of the Alpha

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piral up to

tside world, which means magic recently revealed it. Imm

y streams of moonlight that dapple the

ok for Hazel, but I ha

y I would take my time picking down the uneven path, but I practically

lip, stumbling do

my hands, but as quick as I can

a marker I recognise. From there, I weave through th

hands on my knees, raki

imilar to how my hair is slicked against my forehead.

s to drizzle at first, but soon enough, it’s beating dow

are down the road, so bright I have

Thankfully, they decelerate before pulling off to t

wn a crack. "Everyt

the rain smattering against the road. Lightening races throu

street,” h

pse with relie

ed a ride

alf expecting Sire to emerge from the shadows to dra

g. Just vacant

ything touch. He’s an older man who looks stunned at the sight of me. He

I live about ten minutes that way,

ng but..." he draws off, looking ov

ough the side window. What if Sire emerges and kills

ls back onto the road, leaving behin

own at my legs. "

ms of my hands are littered with grazes. The more I stare, the

there. It's dark,” I explain sh

ut there alone?

ing. We got split when it

with Sire around. She is smart though, so hopefully she’s out of t

is okay,”

gainst the glass

ay, not asking anymore questions. Sire shouldn’t be able to track me s

his headlights drenching

him, grabbing my jacket be

house. Around here, we leave our doors unlocked, which is l

e, I flick the

th

y forehead. A tree must have fallen with

ke quick work of locking everything,

making it to my bathroom. Holding it between my teeth, I f

e alcohol, some kind of cream and

ance the flashlight on the the of the sink

d isn’t

od dribbles down my skin. I’ve never been good

quickly clean an

g back under the sink, th

. Hopefully Sire will be disorientated from all the rain and terribl

nds from my

state in the mirror. That must be H

turing slowly toward the door. The sound of my footsteps are concea

is Hazel, wha

I ask shakily

ir

u

bad. He knows where I live, and if he managed to track me

very threatening, although I suppose it does

." He sounds so

. I doubt he understands the custom of not knocking

e, and he’s just been woken

ak to you now?

nd, alright?" I order

e window open. There is no chance I’m opening that door for him. I ne

the opposite coast t

indow and out into the rain. My knee protests, but I start o

. I’ll run to her house and sh

on’t lo