WARNING: Reading this chapter please be awear that for those of you with a mental illness, whether it's depression or otherwise you need to know that the following chapter is a mager trigger.
This chapter includes talk of attempted suicide and self harm
You have been warned.
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Riley's POV
Ash just stands there thinking for a while. I impatiently clear my throught, catching his attention.
He takes a deep breath and sits down on the sofa next to me. Noah has already helpped me sit up by this point so I'm leaning into his chest with his arm around my waist.
"Remember when you tried to, uh, you know." He says reluctant to saying the words.
"Slit my wrists in hopes of bleeding to death? Yeah, I vagely remember that." I say sarcastically.
I feel Noah go ridged besides me. Great, now I'm scaring him away.
"Do you want me to tell you or not? This attetude might be your coping mechanism but I'm not dealing with it, not today." He looks at me sternly.
"Sorry." I mumble. He rarely speaks to me like this; even when he's in a bad mood.
His features softened as he looks into my horrable eyes. My blonde hair and blue eyes are the only things I have ever been proud of, who the hell has blonde hair and green eyes?
"Remember when you woke up?"
"Not really. They'd pumped me full of morphine and I'd lost a lot of blood."
"Yeah, you had. The doctors were amazed, you should've been dead."
"You can say that again." Again, my sarcasm gets the better of me. "Sorry." I quickly apologize.
"Have you ever wondered why you don't have scars? You cut so deep the blade went to the bone. . . on both wrists, Riley." I flinch, remembering.
"What does this have to do with my eyes?" I huff.
"What's wrong, Till? Scared he wont 'love' you anymore?" He looks happy with himself.
"Stop, Ash. Please just tell me why my eyes are glowing green when they are suppose to be blue."
"Your dad, he was the Alpha before me. My dad was the Beta. When my dad was killed-"
"Hold up, I thought your dad was burned in the shed behind your house?" My eyes furrow in confusion.
"He was. . . after his skull was crushed between the jaws of Daniel's dad." He mumbles the last bit. I laugh humourlessly, a tear escaping and rolling down my cheek.
"Why does everything always come back to Daniel? Why can't he just die already!" I start shaking. I hate him. I hate him so much.
I hear panting and then quick footsteps running down the stairs making the floor boards creak.
"How. Fucking. Dare. You. Whore!" She growls. Guess what. . . Hannah's back. Yay!
"It's true. I should have let Ash and the boys kill him that day, my life. . . and yours, would be so much happier. You never told me, what stage are you on?"
"Do you wanna know what he's trying to tell you?" She smiles evilly.
"Han, grow up and get lost!" I feel his chest rumble against my back as he hisses those words.
"You, you little murderous whore, are one of us. You're a fucking Werewolf. You're not just any Werewolf though, nope. You are special, because you are a True Alpha. The first female of your kind. So congratulations, you get to take your fake brother's place as Alpha, just like he took your dad's." She laughs.
My jaw drops and my heart breaks.
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