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

snatched the paper from her hands; his greedy eyes took in the numbers printed on the

on this one too. I’ll launch the auction,” he cheered, and rushed away

stared after him. Mr. 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

I stammered as I

bled out,” Mrs. Yates admitted,

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

on the floor. For days, I wondered, yet

of pain tore through me and stole the air from my lungs. I killed her; I killed my twin. She died

howls that left me before a pinch in my neck made everything shut off. Everything went black, and I welcomed the darkness. Anything to stop the

hovered over me, and I tried to sit up, yet the handcuffs

thousand, we need to celebrate,” Mr.

ice-cold

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

she thought I cared about? My sister is dead, and that is what she believed I cared

about Harlow,” she whispered, wiping tears from my

and we could’ve signed ourselves out and paid off the debt

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

the jab to my ass that had my gaze pulled away from its standoff with the

my pants over my hip when

Zara!” Mr. Black screamed, bursting through

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