NovelBookChapter 272 I walk out of Sadie's bedroom feeling completely pissed. Pissed at the situation and pissed at my reaction.
I stay outside her door for a minute, my hand still on the handle as I try to get my emotions under control. Taking a deep breath, I close my eyes. I inhale slowly, filling my lungs and trying to let everything wash over me.
It doesn't help. The turmoil insideis still there, churning.
After a few seconds, I let go of the handle and stomp down the hallway. My thoughts are spinning so fast I barely register the pack members who bidgoodnight.
When I get to my room, I slam the door behind me. The sound echoes through the empty space, sharp and final. It hitsin the chest like a punch. I'm angry and shattered at the stime. I want to hit something. Someone. Anything to get rid of this suffocating feeling, like my heart is being run over by a damn truck-again and again and again.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI feel like a loose cannon, seconds from exploding. The pressure has built so fast it leavesshaking with rage. Grabbing fistfuls of my hair, I start pacing the room.
I should be happy. I should be ecstatic-over the fucking moon. But why does it feel like I'm dying? Like I'm about to lose everything? Like I'm already losing a piece of myself? I thought I had more time. Turns out I was just lying to myself.
"Alec," Knox's voice rumbles through my mind like an echo.
"I'm not in the mood, Knox," I growl.
I really wasn't. All I could think about was what Sadie just told me. It keeps replaying in my head like a broken record.
"We have to do something," he continues, ignoring me.
"No shit, Sherlock," I snap. "And what do you suggest we do? I'm all ears." He goes quiet for a moment before murmuring, "I don't know." I sigh and drop my hands to my waist, staring up at the ceiling. Frustration boils insidebecause-just like him-l don't have a fucking clue. I thought I had more time.
A knock on the door interrupts the downward spiral. I'm so lost in thought I don't realize it's mysister until open the door and seecher standing there.
She doesn't wait for an invitation. Piper breezes in like she owns the place while I quietly shut the door behind her.
"Piper..." I start, meaning to tell her the sthing I told Knox-that I'm not in the mood-but she cutsoff. "It's been years, Alec. Why do you still have the sdull décor?" she asks, settling onto my bed.
I glance around the room. She's not wrong. Black and grey-the spaletted chose when I turned twenty. I haven't changed it, and I don't plan to. Well unless Sadie wantsto when we start sharing a room.
"That's not important," I mutter. "Why are you here?" "Can't I ccheck on my brother?" she says with a too-sweet smile.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI stare at her. There's something different about her. A glow I haven't seen in a long time.
"Did you forget we just had the full moon?" Knox murmurs, and Mearly choke at the implication. Right. Sadie had given Piper permission to spend the three days with Calvin.
I shut that train of thought down immediately. I do not need mental not images of my sister and Calvin. Ever. It's fucking gross. "Is Calvin back in his cell?" I ask instead, hoping she kept her promise to Sadie.
It's not that I don't trust her—I trust Piper with my damn life but she can be impulsive. Headstrong. She leaps before she looks. "He is," she replies simply. But there's no sadness in her tone this time. Not like before.
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