BRITNEY'S POV
"What! That is bad news, Daisy said." I rolled my eyes at her. "That's the whole point, of course, it's bad news," I said perplexed.
Daisy chuckled. "Your life is full of unexpected surprises, Bri. You have to admit, it's never boring." Daisy added, her voice laced with sarcasm.
I groaned. "They are driving me nuts, Daisy. Just because my brother now has his wolf, my father suddenly decided it would be better for me to train at the pack house?" I complained
Daisy tried to offer a reassuring smile. "Your father might just be trying to push you to your full potential." she tried to reason with me.
"Full potential?" I repeated, my voice rising. "You know as well as I do that people training at the pack house have their wolves already. They are not struggling like I am." I said, devastated.
"This whole thing is weird." Daisy's voice became low. "Do you think he told your father to make you train at the pack house?" Daisy's question sounded more like she was talking to herself.
"I doubt." I replied. My mind drifted to Alpha Jordyn. I don't think he would go as far as making me train at the pack house. Or would he?
"I don't think he's that crazy," I said to Daisy, but my words sounded more like a desperate attempt to convince myself.
Daisy scoffed. "With everything that he has done so far.. I highly doubt that."
Daisy might not be completely wrong because I'm still trying to understand why wouldn't he just leave me alone, and let me live my life in peace.
I felt a shiver run down my spine as I thought about it, a feeling of fear and admiration swirling in my chest. Admiration? Yes, I couldn't deny it. Those piercing eyes.. they seem to bore into my very soul. It was terrifying and exhilarating at the same time.
As much as I wanted this charade to end, I also found myself curious- what would happen next? How would this all play out?
The cool evening breeze played with my hair as I walked home, its gentle caress a soothing balm for my drained nerves.
I decided to walk home today, needing to clear my head and process the whirlwind of events that had occurred in the past few days.
Although my life has not been perfect, but it has been free from drama. It is hard to believe that a lot could happen in just a few days.
From a one-night stand to becoming the alpha's fake girlfriend, and now I'm becoming a trainee at the pack house. Wow, quite a turn of events, my mind was reeling as I walked.
A the sun began to set, casting a golden glow over the landscape. I breathe in deeply, feeling the stress and tension melt away with each step.
And then, I suddenly felt a chilly sensation, like a cold breeze had swept across the back of my neck. It was odd, I felt followed, but this was a well-lit and bustling path, not a quiet, gloomy alleyway.
I turned around, expecting to see someone behind me, but there was absolutely no one there. The path was empty, except for a few people walking in the distance.
I shrugged it off, thinking it was just my imagination playing tricks on me. But the feeling persisted. I quickened my pace, my heart beating a little bit faster. I couldn't shake off the feeling that someone was watching me, following me.
I turned around again, scanning the area. That's when I saw him. A figure, tall and imposing, standing on the other side of the street. He was dressed in a black hoodie. His face veiled by shadows. I couldn't make out his features, but I could sense his eyes on me.
I crossed the street, trying to lose him in the crowd. But no matter where I went, I could sense his presence. It was as if he was one step behind me.
I quickened my pace, my heart pounding in my chest. I didn't know what he wanted, but I knew I didn't want to find out.
I could see my house, just a few meters away, all I had to do was…. RUN.
My mind screamed at me and I found myself picking up my heels as I ran into my compound, not stopping for a single second. I pushed open the door and barged into the house, slamming it shut behind me... "Oh- hi mom."
I greeted trying to sound casual despite my heavy breaths.
My mother who sat on the massage chair, stared at me with shock in her eyes and a raised brow. She looked behind me, trying to see what I was running from.
"Are you okay darling?" She asked, her eyes still wide from the shock.
I gave an awkward smile. "Uhm.yeah, I'm good, and you?" I said. That came out absolutely wrong. My mother's eyes squinted in suspicion. "What's chasing you?" She asked, her tone laced with concern.
"No one, I mean, nothing." I lied. Why did I lie?, I have no idea.
Just as I was about to climb up the stairs and escape to my room, my mother called out. "Bri.."
I turned back. "Yes, mom?"
"Your father wants you to start training tomorrow."
I stood there in shock, my heart sank at my mother's words. I suddenly felt a surge of anxiety
Tomorrow? Already? I didn't expect to start this early. I wasn't ready for this.