After everything that happened with me and the nasty alpha who decided to throw me on the floor and mistreat me, they give us the rest of the day off to get to know each other. Unfortunately they won't let us go to the showers, which means I'm stuck with the filth until 0500 tomorrow. I washed my face and arms in the sink but it's still not enough. Also, no one wants to be my friend and that's horrible. I've never been in a place where I don't have friends, people usually adore me. I need someone to support me, someone I can vent my sorrows to and complain about how much I've hated this day and this place. This is seriously awful.Around 9pm, we're all sitting on some logs, the weather is getting pretty cool and I finally see Alpha Thorne again. He's laughing and goofing around with another equally handsome guy who doesn't look as perverse as him. I decide to fall in love with his friend now. He's just as tall and muscular as Elliot, only he has dark hair and blue eyes and adorable
I open my eyes and sigh. I feel like I'm in paradise. The air conditioning has never felt so comfortable and refreshing before. I guess it's true that you don't value what you have until you're sent to a miserable camp in the desert."You’re awake. It's about time," I hear someone say. I open my eyes and see Sergeant Thorne sitting in a leather chair next to my gurney, playing with his phone. I'm in a hospital, I think, judging by the machines, the gurney and the IV attached to my pale arm, "Stand up. It's time to go, I wasted four hours of my valuable time here, all because some delicate lady got dehydrated and passed out.""Well, what the fuck did you expect?" I huff, regretting it almost immediately, as he squints his honey eyes at me, "I mean, what the fuck did you expect, Sir? I didn't get more than two hours of sleep last night. And you've physically abused me under the sun for two days straight.""That's not my problem. And I haven't physically abused you, watch your words," he
We take our time getting back to the group. It's already dark and it's obvious everyone is done with the game at this point. When we arrive, our teammates are chatting together like one big happy family. Elliot’s crazy eyes find me immediately even though we’re so away and he walks towards me before I can escape, like my 'best friend' who abandons me as soon as the alpha approaches us."Are you going to keep doing whatever the fuck you feel like doing every time?" He spits with much more anger than necessary, coming way too close to me again, trying to intimidate me, "Where the fuck were you?""We hid behind a tree as a survival strategy, but then we had a little mishap and a snake came at us so we ran for our lives pretty far... I think I ran the two miles I saved myself from in the morning," I joke, mistakenly thinking that after our dry conversation at the hospital we are friends, but his face at this point is not very friendly. I've never had such a hard time getting someone to
"Hey, Angelique what happened? What took you guys so long?" Eva asks as soon as she gets to me. I snort a laugh and narrow my eyes at her. She was complaining earlier about not wanting to be my best friend and now she's demanding the gossip I collected? I don’t think so. "The sergeant and I were making love on a rock while the General watched.""Ew, what the hell? You're fucking sick," she gives me a reproving look but I just roll my eyes. She doesn’t get my humor either, what a lame best friend. I sigh and put my arm around her shoulders again so she doesn't pull away from me, "I don't like you touching me all the time. I need personal space.""Why not? Don’t you like women? I thought I was doing you a favor.""I do like girls, but I would never like you," her tone is annoyed, but she doesn't force herself out of my grip, "If you're going to keep forcing this friendship, at least tell me what you were talking about with Sergeant Thorne.""Nothing interesting, really. I tried to forc
I wake up in a very good mood. I decide I won’t let my father’s presence get to me. It’s likely that soon he’ll get bored of being my shadow and he’ll fuck off anyway.I take a long shower and then head to the main dining room that is already packed with the old alpha gang. I guess they're all used to not sleeping much, like my dad. And speaking of him, of course he's here with all his friends so he beckons me to come say hello. I refrain from groaning my non-conformity as I walk towards the five alphas. They’re not horrible people but I’m just sick of them. Just like my dad, they think they’re far more important than they actually are. My father forces me with a single glance to stand there for a while and chat with them about other people they know, like gossip old ladies. The only thing that catches my interest a little bit is when they talk about Cristoff Monroe, Angelique’s father. Surprisingly, they talk about him with respect. That is a surprise because if he raised such a f
When the other team's turn begins, Angelique says something to them again and they all seem to agree. With how much they seem to hate her, I'm surprised they listen to her at all. But whatever they have planned seems to work because they create a human bridge so they can all cross the quicksand and let no one get left behind. I am so impressed by this that I can't even move. They are doing so much better than I've ever seen any group do before. And when they get to the wall, Angelique pulls out all the pieces of Velcro she ripped off and, instead of putting them back horizontally like they were at the beginning, the witch puts them one on top of the other, so that way it works like a ladder and they can climb the wall one by one like nothing. They finish in forty-two minutes, while the other team took an hour and twenty-three minutes. I'm so immersed in them that at first I don't notice the two athletic alphas on the other team arguing heatedly, very closely. I can sense a fight so
After just three hours I'm already going crazy. I can't take it anymore, it's horrible. And since the sergeant has the rest of the day off, he decided to bring a comfortable chair and sit next to me to yell at me whenever he feels like it. That means I can't relax my posture for a single second."Straighten up!" he yells at me and, almost unconsciously, I do. Elliot has the gall to laugh, "Are you hungry, Angelique?""Yes!" I whine, because the last thing I ate today were those delicious cookies Elliot's mom made. And before that I had dried eggs with a piece of stale bread. And sour orange juice. I turn to him with a sweet look meant to soften his heart, "I’m so hungry. And I'm so tired.""Mmm, too bad," he gives me a devilish grin and leans back in his chair as he pulls from one of his pant bags a delectable chocolate muffin.... Is this a coincidence or did he somehow find out it's one of my favorite things in the world? "Oh, before I forget. Have some water, I don't want to go to t
There are only two ways this disastrous situation can go. The realistic one and the completely unreasonable one. On one hand, it could happen that Elliot, being the villain he is, will beat me up mercilessly in front of everyone and no one will help me because it seems that in this place laws do not exist. I will cry and humiliate myself and after a while he will stop beating me and come closer to whisper something cruel. Or... maybe, it could be that all these years I've been suppressing superpowers and when it's time for the fight they will come out and I will annihilate Elliot. Then I will revive him and he will be so grateful that he will not be able to control the love he feels for me and he will beg me to be his for all eternity. Eva will lose, she will be my slave and I will be happy forever."Hey, Elliot," Lesley shouts, pulling me out of my mental trance, "I need your help here, you can't stay with one kid the whole time. Come here."Did that beta just call me a kid? Is she