The Heartless Alpha

Chapter 8

Another new chapter.

Been super busy with the fam. Let's hope for some continuous updates!

On the side: Val looking very causal in her undergarments, haha. So hot

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NOT EDITED!

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"I forgot to ask, why are you in a bra? Did Dylan harm you?" My sister said aggressively panic visible on her delicate features. Wobbling across the dirty concrete towards the door.

"And cover yourself. You look like an idiot"

I huff off following my sister, covering myself. Truly, this house they call 'Pack House' was huge. My mouth was agape the whole time I was walking towards the estate.

Dylan had disappeared leaving me with my sister.

"And Hm, no, not technically." I call out while walking.

"He ripped my top to shreds randomly. Like literally ripped with his bare hands. How does one do that? And how bloody inappropriate!" I rant. Recalling the moment in my head. I tighten my arms around my chest and tell Daisy to hurry inside and get me a top.

I don't want to be here. I want to be home peaceful and in front of the tv pigging out on food, Instead I'm here with a sister who is currently walking alongside of me to a door that is not our home. I should be furious, panicked. I'm calm and collective something I should not be.

We both hurry inside the door. I follow Daisy, walking through a large space then through a few corridors, up two sets of stairs and we land on the third level of this house. She walks around this house likes its her own, likes she been here.

I don't recognise this house. When I got kidnapped I didn't end up here. I was somewhere else.

"This way Val." She says. I give her suspicious look while she shrugs it off and turns towards a two large doors.

"You'll be staying here. It's your room, to keep. Make yourself at home. I'll get Leo to get your stuff and bring it up here" she smiles sweetly and wobbles down the hallway.

"This is not my room" I mutter to myself. I pace around the room for bit thinking for ANOTHER plan to escape. And I'm determined for this to work.

Couple of minutes later, Leo opens the French doors and greets with a head nod while placing my baggage down.

"Thanks" I say.

I walk over to my baggage and open it, finding some decent clothes. I slip on a top and new tracksuit pants. Some casual and comfy.

Because I'm not going anywhere anytime soon, I slip out of my room and begin to walk down this huge marbled hallway, down a set of stairs and I find myself In front of two intricately designed wooden doors.

I open one door and peek my head in and find books stacked up all the way to the high ceiling. I squeal in delight and delicately skim my finger tips along the beautifully organised books.

I look at every type of book until I find a section where non stop 'Werewolf Volume' books come in my sight. I tilt my head in curiosity and pick a book which is titled 'The Basic Werewolf Journal'. I read closely on each page, taking the incredible information in.