Chapter 210 Chapter 210
Chapter 210 Chapter 210
CHAPTER ONE SNEAK PEAK
HELLO FABULOUS READERS,
HERE IS A SNEAK PEAK OF THE SEQUEL TO THE POSSESSIVE ALPHA NAME TO BE REVEALED LATER
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NORA JONES POV
The dull beep of my alarm pulls me from a dream that has become my constant companion for the last few months. A dull ache is already sitting behind my eyes, while an eerie feeling is starting to burrow in my stomach. I shouldn't be feeling like this today, should I? Of all days to feel like this, it should NOT be today, my eighteenth birthday. Right?
But the longer I lay in bed staring at the ceiling, the heavier and harder it becomes to pull myself from its safety. Too afraid to discover the truth of my destiny with Dillon.
Unlike the other guys in our pack who only view me as the Alpha's little sister or a good way to get noticed, he never viewed me in that way. He always saw me for more than who my brother and family are. He sees me for me.
He is perfect and wonderful; I know that the Goddess paired us. How could she not?
We have been dating since we turned fifteen, but I had a crush on him since he moved from another pack six years. With his perfect jawline, dark hair, and honey-brown eyes, I thought he was a God come to life. Hell, I still think it. Dillon can make me laugh at the drop of the hat, he knows what movies I watch when I am sad, and the flavors I get from the ice cream shop in town.
He has been there for every important event, and I cannot imagine not having him there for the rest. Other than Hazel, my best friend, I have no one to talk to outside my family. Other girls only want me for my brothers, Malik and Tyrone, the future Alpha and the spare. Most women don't care which one pays attention to them as long as they can snag someone in the Alpha bloodline. It's pathetic.
Hazel was the only girl not interested in either of them, and being the Beta's younger sister; she was automatically off limits. Thank the goddess, none of them saw her as anything more than a younger sister. I don't think I could handle it. Not that I don't love all of them, but I love them as separate entities. Plus, I would NEVER go for Hakeem...the entire idea makes me queasy. It would be like dating Malik or Tyrone...just no.
The Goddess would not be so cruel to make Dillon and I compatible in every way, to fall deeply in love, only to rip us apart and mate us to other people, would she? No, it's just not possible for the Goddess to be that cruel. I wouldn't believe it.
Still staring at the ceiling, arguing with myself, and refusing to leave this bed, I feel the mattress dip slightly as this large black mass of fur greets me good morning. "Good morning, Sushi," I whisper as I scratch behind his ears, "Where is Wasabi?" As I ask about his sister, the mattress dips again as she joins our little cuddle puddle.
Turning to look at the siamese kitten with her electric blue eyes, I scratch underneath her chin, trying to calm myself enough to leave the bed. Whenever I think I have enough strength to leave the safety, I am immediately dragged back into overwhelming anxiety about my future.
An impatient knock on my bedroom door causes me to jump, quickly turning into a bang as Hazel's excited voice comes through the door. "Nora, please tell me you're up; it's our birthday!" She is practically squealing at this point with excitement.
Her overexcitement causes a groan to escape, flinging myself backward as I throw the blanket over my head, her jubilance making me feel guiltier by the second. "I swear to the Goddess Nora!" Hazel shouts again, "get out of bed! It's an important day! Don't make me bust this door down." She threatens, and I know she'll do it or get one of my brothers to do it.
with a huff, I push my large purple duvet away from my face and conquer the difficult task of pushing myself out of my bed, my footsteps heavy as I make the way to the door. Swinging it open with an annoyed look, I find her in a cute sundress that is particularly low cut with her boobs pushed up as high as they can be. Her makeup and hair were tamed to perfection.
"Seriously?" She asks as she shoves past me into the room, avoiding the bed where Sushi and Wasabi are lying happily, to sit in my desk chair. "Nora, why haven't you showered yet?" she demands to know as she scolds me, her tone and face serious, looking like a mother scolding her child. "I thought you would be dying to find out if Dillon is actually your mate." But as the words leave her mouth a look passes over her face I had never noticed before. It's small and barely noticeable but still enough to make me question what it means.
"Come on, Nora," Hazel pleads, "Aren't you and Viola excited to see if Dillon is your mate." At the mention of her name Viola steps forward to making herself for the first time muttering a simple "no," before returning back to the corners of my mind to hide like she had all morning. Guess I am not the only one feeling crappy about today.
"I don't know," I sigh, finally admitting the truth that everything in me is screaming to run as far away as I can from this place, "have you ever had a gut feeling like something terrible is about to happen?" I ask, dying to know if I was alone with this hesitation I have to deal with the rest of today.
"Nora," she says, her voice steady and comforting as she tries to understand why I am so nervous, "you'll feel bed once you've had a shower, I promise." She says getting up from the chair, wrapping me in a supportive hug, but before pushing me lightly towards the bathroom door. "Now hurry up," she orders like a general leading her troops to war, "we have breakfast plans in an hour!"