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.

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

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

luck, Mrs. Yates, two in a row! Oh, those Obsidians will jump on this one too. I’ll launch the auction,” he cheered, and rushed away before any of us

Black’s shiny black shoes clicked on the sterile floors as he wandered off in his flashy suit. I bet it was bought for the money they got from the previous action.

as I stared after

tried to force it. Harlow bled out,” Mrs. Yates admitted, staring down at her

and I suddenly couldn’t breathe. Something deep inside me shattered into a million sharp pieces, slicing through me like a razor’s

as I collapsed on the floor. For days,

the air from my lungs. I killed her; I killed

everything shut off. Everything went black, and I welcomed the darkness. Anything to stop the pain, I was sure, would tear me apart and leave nothing behind but fractured

room. Mrs. Yates hovered over me, and I tried to sit up, yet

need to celebrate,” Mr.

on me with ice-cold tendrils piercing my soul

did. See?” She pointed to the screen over on the doctor’s desk. As if that would somehow make

I cared about? My sister is dead, and that is what she believed I cared for? Tears streamed down my cheeks and I shook my

I’m sorry, I’m sorry about

still under the facility’s care. Two more weeks, and we could’ve signed ourselves out and paid off the debt and found our own packs! Zara always

wracked my body, and days slipped by. Mr. Black kept me sedated

at the ceiling when I felt the jab to my ass that had my

see the doctor pull my

she isn’t Zara!” Mr.

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