The Alpha King's Curse : (Part One) (The Bloodlines Series Book 1) by L.G. Savage

The Alpha King's Curse : (Part One) (The Bloodlines Series Book 1) by L.G. Savage

Author:L.G. Savage [Savage, L.G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-08-15T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter 41

Layla stretched and then opened her eyes. Something still didn’t feel right, but it differed from the previous day. She didn’t just feel mentally broken; she also felt bereft. Something was missing.

Maybe it was the fact she knew Jackson would see Britney and had left her stuck in this room.

She rolled over and punched her pillow several times before finally dragging herself to the bathroom. The stress had taken a more considerable toll on her than usual. She felt drained, just a shell of herself, as she stood under the shower spray.

She didn't understand why it felt worse this time when it hadn't got as far as it usually did. She hadn't even seen a wolf or heard the voices in her head, for that matter. All she’d had were hallucinations and feeling separated from reality. It had been pretty mild compared to her usual meltdowns.

But still, the feeling wouldn’t let her go.

Once dressed in another t-shirt and jean outfit from Jackson's wardrobe, she walked over to the windows to look over the front yard. The sun had barely risen, but people seemed to be walking everywhere. Most were in groups and hardly talked. Some wore sweats and T-shirts, while others only wore shorts. They were walking up the driveway and heading to the side of the house that she couldn’t see from this room.

Why did so many of them meet at such an early hour? But she was too exhausted to give it another thought.

She looked into the distance towards the gates that imprisoned her in this place. Something was drawing her gaze there even though she knew she couldn’t attempt to escape again. Her whole body itched to go through those gates as if that was its only focus.

The pull to leave the house and walk out of the gates was so strong that she had to force herself to concentrate on something else.

Something safe, like the weather.

Since that storm, the heat had calmed down, so it looked like it would be a beautiful day. But she was going to be stuck in the bedroom. Alone.

Her gaze was forced back to the gates, and the cycle repeated. Why couldn't she shake it off?

With a sigh, she walked back to the bed and sat. She needed to be active to get out of her head and start thinking about what to do next. Instead, she was thinking of wolves, voices, and her mother, of all things. It was always that way. When she was younger, she imagined the wolf she could see and talk to was her mother. The school counsellor told her that was how she had chosen to cope with her abandonment issues. She’d never figured out why she’d see her mother as a wolf, of all things. And she didn’t understand why she would still think about her when her mother probably never thought of her.

She was getting ready to lie back down for a day of doing nothing when there was a knock on the door.



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