Stuck With The Alpha

CHAPTER 11

"Is time and enemy or an ally in this game of war?"
-defying the alpha
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*please just keep in mind that this book is not edited and not greatly written, I'll edit once finished the book.*

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Lilian's POV

I woke up with one hell of a hangover.

My head pounded violently, I groaned in discomfort.  I looked over to my nightstand to see two aspirin and a glass of water.

I smiled. Zen and Michael were the best.

I took the pill and made my way to the washroom to shower and clean myself up.

I couldn't help but think if Lincoln and what he might be doing at the moment, would he be thinking of me as well?

I smiled at that thought, I bet he was.

After I showered and washed my hair I wrapped a fluffy towel around myself, and leaving my long auburn curls out.

I brushed my teeth and left the washroom to get a change of clothes.

I grabbed a pair of snug fitting sweat pants and a white tank top.

I was finger detangling my hair when I heard a loud crash and a load groan out side of my bedroom.

I quickly made my way over to the door and opened it to see men on the ground unconscious, or worse...dead.

Before I could step further out into the hall Michael yelled something that stopped my heart.

"Luna he's come for you lock the door and hide!" He yelled sprinting towards my door. That when I saw him.

I screamed and shut the door.

I ran into the closet and went behind Lincoln's clothes trying to hide my scent.

By this time everyone in the pack house should be up, why attack now?

Why attack at all?

I had to stifle a scream when the door was kicked down, by this time I was struggling to stay silent as the fearful sobs racked through my body.

Suddenly Lincoln's clothes were drawn back and the demon stood before me with an evil smile.

I screamed and screamed as he grabbed me.

"Heellppp!" I screamed but it was to late, he jumped out of the window and ran towards the end of the territory with a few others who had come to aid him.

I was sobbing and screaming until nothing came out.

How would Lincoln find me.