The Unknown Alpha

Chapter fifteen

The alphas and the surrounding guards didn't remain for very long after that. Somehow, she doubted they'd be gone for very long. No – they'll be back. They had to. Bailey was an anomaly. And the Supernatural Council wouldn't leave an anomaly alone for long.

The phone rang downstairs again. Her parents had stopped answering the phone after the fifth time, instead just letting it go straight to voice mail. She didn't blame them. She didn't really know who would be ringing this often, probably a bunch of random people she didn't really know that well – neighbours, family friends, reporters. She didn't know, and she didn't really want to know.

Bailey rolled over onto her stomach and buried her face into a pillow. She dragged one arm across an exposed ear and tried to block out the sounds of her parents talking downstairs.

If she focused hard enough, letting her senses take control, she'd be able to pick up on what was being said, but if she did that, she was afraid all the other sounds of the world would take that opportunity to invade her mind. It wasn't worth the risk.

Sometime after midnight, Bailey had enough of the grime that coated her fingers from her earlier gallop through the woods. Even though her muscles protested the movements, Bailey left the comfort of her bed, tiptoed down the silent hall – her parents had retired to bed not that long ago – and grabbing a towel from the hall closet, Bailey leaped into the shower, turning the nozzle as far as it would go until boiling water was splashing her from all sides.

The steam helped ease her aching lungs. An added bonus.

Racking trembling hands through her water-lodged hair, Bailey leaned against the tiled wall. Her heart refused to settle down, her mind racing with frantic thoughts.

How could she be an Alpha? An actual Alpha.

That was insane for so many reasons.

The only possible way for Bailey to be an alpha was through birth. That only made it worse.

That meant her biological family, the one she can't even remember, knew that one day she might very well become an alpha. And they still left her alone, to deal with her insane new powers and unknown history.

Bailey bit back angry tears. She's always resented her abandonment, now more than ever.

Switching off the shower, Bailey stepped out, unleashing a stream of water onto the floor. Water pooling around her toes, Bailey wrapped a towel around her body, used a hand towel to mop up the excess water, and headed back to her bedroom.

Bailey dressed quickly into loose clothing, before wrenching out some more water from her hair into the bath towel, before she trucked back downstairs. Tossing the towel through the door into the laundry, Bailey made a quick pitstop in the kitchen.

Her stomach started to complain as she searched for something quick to eat. Rummaging through the pantry, Bailey came away with a box of cereal. Not exactly idea, but it would tie her over until the morning. She made a mental note not to skip dinner again.

Fetching a bowl and some milk, Bailey was halfway through the cinnamon coated grains when an unsettling feeling flushed across her skin. Her appetite was suddenly gone and she had a terrible feeling that someone was nearby. Something that shouldn't be here.

Plonking the spoon into the bowl, Bailey left the kitchen and crept cautiously through the house. Her senses were in overdrive as she reached out with her mind, this time, desperate to increase her senses. There was something nearby, that she could sense.

Bailey paused in the lounge. Outside, something stirred. Wind howled loudly, squarks of nearby birds. Bailey straightened and peered around the dark lounge. Nothing looked out of place, but as she stood there, the surrounding walls seemed to melt away.