Chase Me Alpha (Daria and Caleb) novel Chapter 55

Chapter 55

Daria’s POV

Finally,

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My body shook. Hearing the screams of my father being forced ut of the Wisteria Pack was one thing. But his words had left a mark on me that even in my dreams wouldn’t disappear.

It was over.

But it didn’t feel like it. It felt like it was just beginning.

Suddenly I felt wetness on my cheek and raised my hand to touch it amazed. I was crying. But for what exactly. Was it to mourn the death of my relationship with my father. Was it to murn my broken childhood.

Memories flashed through my head like an array of photograph in a picture album.

How I had been forced to stay silent. Children were never heard They were only ever seen when necessary. He had ingrained that in me for so long that I could never speak out of rn in front of him. Until now.

“Daria, listen to me. Everything’s okay. He’s gone now.”

I looked up and saw Caleb’s hand reach towards me. I stepped away from his reach glaring at him through the tears that blurred my vision.

“Don’t touch me.”

Even as I said it I shivered like a branch that wind back battered a storm.

A part of me knew that I was simply being defensive and protecting myself from harm. But somehow that didn’t make the anger in me abate. I felt powerless. And I hated it.

Caleb frowned slightly and dropped his hand staring at me with an unreadable look. He would never understand. I wanted to laugh right in his face but I held myself back.

Reaching my hand up to wipe my cheeks I accidentally brushed the swollen part that my father had hit. I winced openly and returned my gaze to the floor.

The little time that my father had taken hold of me was the scarst time in my life. I hadn’t felt such spikes of fear and terror in a long time. Suddenly even being in Caleb’s presence was stifling. He was a reminder of the past I thought I had been able to run away from. But now it was coming back to hau me. Like a ghostly nightmare.

Without a word said I turned around and ran towards the direction of my bedroom

I heard Caleb calling my name but I didn’t look back. Only who reached my bedroom and slammed the door loudly shut before turning the lock did I feel a little modicum of safety,

My bedroom was just the way I’d left it before. Warm lights. Sotbed Comfortable. But now it felt different. It was a stranger’s room An illusory gilded cage.

“What am I doing here?” I asked myself softly

I had fallen back into step with the ruins of my lasi How could I had chosen to wait for Caleb’s sake unul the full moon festival How could I

I closed my eyes tightly and burathed in and our heavily

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I needed to get myself out of this mess I had undoubtedly placed myself in.

That night I began packing.

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I placed my worn travel bag which I had arrived at the wisteria ck with against the most hidden corner of the wardrobe and stuffed my most prized possessions inside.

Tomorrow I will rectify my actions. I would finally leave. Once and for all.

That night I fell into a fever dream.

I found myself back in a memory, one that I was supposed to remember. The time I had all but fled the pack. My body hurt indescribably but it didn’t hurt as much as my heart did. The further I got from the Wisteria pack that dark night, the worse my chest ached.

I began to cry as I pressed my band against my abdomen which had a dull ache coursing through it.

I’m sorry, I whispered into the moonless night. ‘It’s My fault. I have killed you. It’s my fault.”

I blamed myself for losing our child just as much as I blamed Caleb. He was inattentive and neglectful to the max. But I had let him take advantage of me. I had been the one who had let my body and heart go through stress and strain and become weak in the face of threats.

As I walked the memory that was once just a memory shifted into something else. A voice echoed from behind in a dark and sneering tone.

You’re right. It is your fault. And you will pay?

A shiver stopped me in my tracks completely. My father. When id Alpha Kingston get here?

I turned back with a fast beating heart but found nothing.

The air had suddenly become cold and I heard footsteps from every direction as well as the sound of echoing laughter. Then a sharp scream. It pierced my eardrums and made me wine.

Without looking back anymore I turned to run. My feet stepped himbly over branches and through the forest floor without hesitation for a while. But suddenly I tripped. The darkness enveloped me. It became thicker, heavier. Deadlier.

My heart pounded wildly in my chest in a staccato rhythm. I couldn’t think. I tried to stand but suddenly it felt like warm hands gripping my leg. Then my arms. I was hoisted up in the air and could no longer feel the ground. My neck was being pressed against by a vice-like grip growing tighter and tighter.

My breath was ceasing.

“Not

I rushed up from bed and promptly stumbled. The rumpled sheets were tangled around my legs and forced me to my knees on the cold hard ground.

My hair fell over my face casting a red curtamed hue in front of my eyes.

By the time my mind returned brily to reality it was still dark stared up and saw the time on the clos k. It was barely am

I stood up diakily My limbs had to be forced by my will to coate but they still wouldn’t shop shaking

sat on the edge of the bed palming my eyes and tried to not the urge was wrong unul I took a few deep calming breath

Had to her strung I had to be strong

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I repeated that over and over again in my head. Sometimes it let my lips in a whisper.

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I wasn’t planning on backing down. Gradually I began to feel more at ease and relaxed. Though there was still a heavy feeling in my heart it had reduced drastically from the choked in it had been before now.

And I couldn’t sleep.

I glanced around me. The room was orderly. But I could still see some items that were mine scattered all over the place. My favorite handkerchief, though it was worn, sat on the desk where usually read my medical journals. The small pile of books

that were mine sat beside it.

I still had much to pack.

At least I had something to occupy myself with.

Remaining optimistic was the best way to deal with situations like this. I had long learnt that strategy in my childhood and it came in handy every once in a while.

Sighing a little I began the mission of distracting myself with packing my belongings up until the sun rose

The maid came in just as I had finished having my bath. She looked surprised to see me up so early and bowed to greet me.

I nodded absently at her and relished in the feeling of warmth from the fluffy robe that was wrapped around my body.

Even small luxuries such as this would be missed after a while. Since I was planning to leave today I might as well take advantage of it.

“Miss,” the maid spoke up suddenly as I began to get dressed. “The Alpha informed me to give you this.”

I turned around and saw her holding a letter. With bated breath took it hesitantly. What could Caleb want to say to me

now?

How I had treated him last night wasn’t lost on me. Maybe he wanted an apology?

But when I opened the fragrant and clearly expensive parchmen I saw only three sentences written in Caleb’s clear and unhurried handwriting.

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