Alpha Grayson

☾ Chapter 2☽

"I am giving you two choices here my queen."

I shut my eyes tightly wanting everything to just disappear. My heart was practically jumping out of my chest and not just of fear.

"You can sleep well tonight and pack your bags in the morning and I will come pick you up and take you to your new home," he took a long pause for the information to seek into my mind.

"That's the easy path. If you try run away I will hunt you down and take you against your own will."

Wriggling out of his grasp I dropped to the floor with a thud, "you're not giving me a choice! This is kidnapping either way!"

Another dark growl rippled through the air around me and I squeaked.

"Go to bed. I will see you in the morning whether you like it or not." He walked towards the opened window and was half way out it before his Italian accent was brought to the surface again.

"Don't run mia regina."

As he exited you couldn't even hear him running away into the shadows of the woods.

My breaths were heavy and I could hear my heart pumping faster then it should be.

A text message interrupts my consuming thoughts.

It was my daily horoscope. As I clicked on my star sign Pieces and say my star ratings.

Finance 4/5

★★★★

Career 3/5

★★★★

Focus 3/5

★★★

Love 5/5

★★★★★

I don't believe in horoscopes but I love the stars and astronomy. The stories they could tell if they could speak.

I often wonder and gaze at the night sky, probably why my bed is under a window most the time.

Something clicked in my mind thinking about my horoscopes.

It's a daily horoscope...

Looking at the time on my phone it was just past midnight.

Running a hand down my face, I decided my shower would have to wait till the morning.

I needed sleep other wise I'm not going to be to happy when I wake.

Sliding under the covers I close my eyes, but every time I try drift into a deep sleep his eyes flash through my mind and I sit up right.

I grumble grabbing my phone again and earphones from my nightstand.

Putting the apple earphones in my ears I scroll down my playlists and click on 'Nightcore.'

It's like music, but high pitch.

Okay so maybe I'm over exaggerating, but people speed to music speed up and make the voices sound high.

Lowly drifting into a sleep my sight turns black and my mind is blank from dreams.

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I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing to the tone of 'Duele el Corazón,'

Groaning I tired running a hand through my hair but the knots within it tell me of my dreams from last night.

I got out from under my warm covers and crawled my way over to the bathroom.