The Alphas therapist

Pain

The sound of the curtains being drawn further back have my eyes regretfully opening, as they sting from the sharp rays of the sun. I hiss and squeeze my eyes shut.

" I see you didn't eat." Anne scolds me. I turn my body from her.

"You need to get up dear, the alpha is expecting you for lunch."Anne says in a sweet tone of voice.

I tuck my head under my pillow and it creates a darker area for me and I close my eyes. I hear Anne huff as she grabs my dinner plate and walks out.

I drift off to sleep again as I have dreams of better days.

Memories spent with my mom. Holding her hand while we drink our coffees, laughing as we visit old memories, and all the times we would spend in the car listening to music and jamming out.

The door opens again and I quickly wipe a single tear from my face. I sniff and keep my eyes from meeting the person who came in. But the scent of Anne hits me.

"I brought you lunch." She sighs as she walks to my side and sits it down on the nightstand.

She stands for a second near me and when she realizes I'm not getting up she walks out and shuts the door.

The smell of the food makes my stomach sick. Nausea washes over me and I have to hold my breath to keep me from puking.

Hours and hours pass by as I stare at the ceiling. My body feels weak but I can't stomach anything. I hate this. I hate him.

A knock sounds and I open my eyes to find it's early morning, I think. Soft rays fill my room as Anne comes bursting in at a fast pace.

"You have been in bed for over two days without anything to eat! I've tried being nice and I know under theses circumstances that you are upset and this is hard for you. But this is your life now and you have to deal with it! So get up!" Anne tears the warm covers off of me.

I growl as I jolt up and grab them from her bony hands.

She does NOT want to mess with me. She may be old but I will happily kick some butt.

My eyes are wide eyed and my hair is definitely a big rat nest but I could care less at the moment. I know I stink too. I've only had a few sips of water she has brought in just to keep me alive but other than that I can't eat. I won't.

"The alpha is requesting to see you for dinner tonight and you will probably have to spend all day getting ready because you smell." Her smile is tight as she glares at me.

I scoff at her and roll my eyes as I plop back down into the bed and throw the covers over my head.

"The alpha can piss off" I growl.

Anne sucks in a sharp breath and comes closer to my side of the bed and rips off the covers again.

" Give it up!" I yell at the poor old woman.

"Don't you get it? I don't want to be here?! I have a life to get back too!" I stand to my feet trying not to fall over from the malnutrition.

I hold my ground and my fists crunch together at my sides. Anger fuming me.

"Your so-called "Alpha" is nothing but a selfish unlovable man who took me away from the only bits of my useless life that I had left. He can go to hell and so can you!" I yell in her face and her eyes go wide taking a small step back and that's when I hear the loudest and most anger filled growl I have ever heard.

My door busts down, the wood falling to the floor off the hinges as I slightly jump.

The scent floods my nostrils and the scent alone almost knocks my weak body over. But I hold my ground and peel my eyes from the door to the devil standing in the doorway.