The Alpha's Prey

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never forget throughout my years of living on earth, not for a good thing but for a really horrible reason. The trauma I have faced is not something I think I can ever recover from. I thought the most horrible day of my life would be the day I los

r days, I just pity them and wish them good luck in whatever they have in mi

robably noticing by the irritated look on my face. Anyways, the lady keeps quiet. She clears her throat and excuses herself for me to dress into the white wedding dress in the wardrobe. I run a hand through my hair and watch the other girls scurry out of my room as well. I sigh in frustration and make my way towards the wardrobe, is this really what is going to happe

to look like. I imagined having it with a lot of friends gathered around me while we laughed and joked about something related to the we

trouble if I tried to run a hand through it. Alpha Victor would probably think I was intentionally

voice yells from outside while de

can not. I break down into

Alpha Victor would have my head on a plate for the wedding guests. Speaking of guests, Alpha Victor had asked me to invite my pa

ough to jolt me to the reality of things. she is right, I can not keep wallowing in self-pity, I need to do something, to mak

ople should know that Laura. Crying ruins makeup and if we were to do another one, do you know how long that would take? We can not keep everyone waiting behind, especially Alpha Victor, the groom." The

pleading eyes. "Will you do my make-up for me this time?" I manage to ask. Althou

her head. I do not even know who she i

lpha Victor." The lady says ignoring the look on my face.

this time and once she is done, I feel confide