Alpha's Possession by Jessica Hall

Chapter 2

 

FOUR DAYS LATER

Harlow

So far, there has been no news or a single word from my sister, and I’m out of descenter and had used the last of my spray last night.

Mrs. Yates was nervous when she picked me up from my room. She hardly spoke to me, and was tense as we walked to the auction house. I did my make-up the same way my sister occasionally did hers.

“You never know; your test scores could be as high as your sisters’,” she chimed happily as we reached the doors leading in.

‘Oh, they will be high, alright, because I am the sister.’ I thought dryly.

“Have you heard anything from Harlow?” I asked, curiosity lacing my voice.

Mrs. Yates became even more nervous, but she remained silent and gave a swift shake of her head.

After they ran their tests and took blood, I waited in the same foyer of the auction house. Sat in the same hard blue chairs, only this time Zara wasn’t with me holding my hand, this time I was completely alone.

Yet when Mrs. Yates came in, overly excited and bubbly, confusion crossed my features surely I didn’t test even higher. I tried to be upbeat as I knew Zara would be.

“What’s the verdict?” I asked, pretending to be excited.

“Perfect, eighty-seven percent, just like Harlow,” she announced, though I didn’t miss the way her lip quivered at mentioning my name.

my heart started pounding against my ribcage. “Mrs. Yates?” I whispered when Mr. Black strolled into the

from her hands; his greedy eyes took in the numbers printed on the pages before a sly smirk

one too.

on the sterile floors as he wandered off in his flashy suit.

Y-Yates?” I stammered as

She couldn’t take his knot, and he tried to force it. Harlow bled out,” Mrs. Yates admitted, staring down at her feet. I wish she felt ashamed of herself, of how they

couldn’t breathe. Something deep inside me shattered into a million sharp pieces, slicing through me

the floor. For days, I wondered,

air from my lungs. I killed her;

Everything went black, and I welcomed

hospital room. Mrs. Yates hovered over me, and I tried to sit up, yet the handcuffs on

thousand, we need to celebrate,” Mr. Black

rolled to the side, and instinctively I looked for Zara before it dawned on me with ice-cold tendrils piercing my soul all over again. I hyperventilated, and Mrs. Yates clutched my face in

honey; the Obsidian pack didn’t win this time. Nightbane did. See?” She pointed to

My sister is dead, and that is what she believed

sorry about Harlow,” she whispered, wiping tears

we could’ve signed ourselves out and paid off the debt and found our own packs! Zara always intended to stay, but

slipped by. Mr. Black kept me

my ass that had my gaze pulled away from its standoff

down to see the doctor pull my pants over my

Zara!” Mr. Black screamed, bursting

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