Zara
I had to go back to the office tomorrow, and I knew I wouldn't be able to return to my dad's apartment; he'd be taking me to his packhouse. He'd already given me more time than I expected, knowing how much he enjoyed controlling everyone, especially me now.
A stupid part of my heart wished he'd just send me an apology, saying it was just a joke, but he was dead silent.
My heart ached and pounded, and my stomach clenched. I struggled to fall asleep, ignoring the beeping of my phone as I drifted off.
My sleep was fitful, and Alpha was breaking my heart over and over again, screaming that he'd never love me.
I woke up earlier than I should have and got out of bed. After taking a bath, I dried my hair, preparing myself for whatever challenge Alpha had in store for me.
Knowing him, I knew he'd be prepared for something extremely dramatic. But he only saw the cheerful and loving side of me, not my detached and petty self.
