It's been five days already with no promise of seeing my wolf. I was mentally, physically, and emotionally drained.
At this point, I just wanted her to come, not minding what would happen next. I wanted to live like a person again. Each day, I would wake up and train till the sun went down.
The training was helpful. But I was honestly tired. I could do basic self-defense and attack and also other things. But that's all. The most painful part was making me go through life-threatening situations just so my wolf would come out and fight for me.
I wiped the tears that leaked from my eyes as I stared at the ceiling. I haven't been able to get a wink of sleep. When asked by the doctor, he said the activities were getting to me. This life I was living made me sick. It would have been better if I hadn't been taken from my former pack. At least there, I was something; a maid to all. Here, I was basically nothing.
I bit my lips, counting the time till the maid would be here to remind me of my day. When the clock struck six, she came. She was never late. Always on time.
The door opened. Without having to look up, I flicked my wrist at her, letting her know I was awake. It would have been better if it was a clock alarm. But Alpha Ryven decided to use a human alarm.
"You should stand up now," Alpha Ryven's voice reached my ears and I sighed. I was so tired that it took about five minutes for me to turn my head to look at him standing by the door, wearing a white shirt, looking smoking hot.
"Stand up now, we need to get your wolf this week. Since we have tried everything we could possibly think of, I'll be introducing new training methods to you. But this time, it would be someone else. Not Mr Zane which you know as Stone," he said while walking into the room, his hands placed on his jaw in thoughts.
Another tear leaked from my eyes and I wiped it off and sat down on the bed. "Can't you see I'm dying here?" I asked with a voice coated with emotions and he stopped pacing and looked at me.
Surprise flashed across his eyes which was closely followed by disgust. "Don't be a crybaby! Getting your wolf is the best thing that could happen right now," he said and sat down on the chair, his eyes never leaving me.
"I don't care. I need a break from all of these. If I die, you won't get the wolf you so badly want," I said and the disgust on his face increased.
"I had always known you were weak. But not this weak. Just a little push and you're giving up already?"
I scoffed and looked at him, my eyes staring at him with so much hate. "Just a little push? Why don't you join me in the training so you'll know if it's just a little push," I said and his gaze hardened.
I didn't know what was wrong that I had to speak to him that way. But I was tired. I felt like if I did everything he asked me to do, I would die for real. And not just the deaths in my illusions.
"Don't you dare. Just because I have decided to take pity upon you doesn't give you the right to talk back at me. I'm your Alpha!" He barked and stood up with so much force that the chair hit the wall, giving out little dust.
I didn't flinch. I took his gaze head-on. And then, I burst out laughing. My sanity was slowly being taken away from me. And I would fight for it back. I'd rather die fighting for it than dying a coward.
"First of all, you're not my Alpha," I said and stood up from the bed and faced him, my fists clenched. "And second, you didn't take pity on me. You think I haven't heard the news about exchanging me for that land because you think I'm her?"
He was taken aback. But the anger was slowly building up in his eyes. "Disregard any news. People will always talk. Don't be a fool to listen to them."
"I'll be a fool and listen to them if that will make me live!"
"Sophia," he growled in a low warning and closed the little space between us. "I'm your Alpha now, whether you like it or not. And you know what?" He smirked, touching my hair.
I wanted to take a step back. This man was a monster who was only after what he wanted. And it killed me that I didn't know what that was. I thought of the possibility of running away. But that chance was so slim, that I discarded it as soon as it formed.
Alpha Ryven's eyes were on me the whole time. Plus I barely have enough time for myself. I would be caught before I even stepped foot out of the pack house.
"What?" I said breathily.
"You'll go into that bathroom, have your bath, and meet me in the training room in fifty-five minutes," he said and waited. We were in a silent battle with our eyes.
His wolf was almost out. But I didn't care as his eyes flickered from black to his normal color. He was fighting with his wolf. I challenged them with my eyes. I didn't know where the boldness came from. But I felt like I could take out his wolf and him if he tried anything stupid.
I felt like a different person as anger pulsated in my veins.
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