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ALINA

When I came up, I was in a room. I could hear footsteps around and my head was buzzing so hard that I couldn't even focus my eyes on one particular thing.

“Oh, you're awake. You know, for someone who seems pretty smart, you're actually very stupid for what you did earlier. You're lucky he didn't kill you.”

I didn't feel very lucky right now but I'll take what I can get. At least, I’m not dead.

I sat up on the bed and my stomach churned, reminding me that I hadn't had anything to eat today.

There was a bandage wrapped around my head.

My eyes finally focused on the girl in front of me. She moved from corner to corner, arranging the room. I remember her face from around the pack.

“I thought he said that no one was to talk to me. Don't you think you'll be punished if they find out that you're with me? I mean, did they put us in the same room?”

She didn't even turn around to face me.

“I chose to stay with you. I'd rather be here with you and away from the pack than have to deal with any of those filthy snobs. I hate them all. And since I don't like people, what better way to avoid them than to be with someone they want to avoid?”

So she was using me? For some reason, I didn't mind. At least, I had found someone who hated them just like I did.

She tossed me a chocolate bar.

“That’s all I have to eat for now. We have the night off but from tomorrow, work begins. I don't know what they want from us but as you know, we should expect the worst.”

They had no right to do this. But there was nothing to be done. This was a normal thing around this place. Small packs would be taken over by bigger ones who thought it was funny to just ruin people's lives when they pleased.

Well, I won't let that happen. I would live my life, even if it was for the last time. I would have fun.

I stood up with force, falling back done on the bed immediately because my head spun.

“You really do a lot of stupid things.”

This time around, I stood up slowly. I didn't have a lot of nice clothes but that was fine. I just wanted to go out and get drunk, forget about this whole shit that was going on right now.

I searched through my clothes and picked out the right ones.

“What are you doing?” The other girl asked as I put on my clothes.

“I’m putting on my clothes. I'm going out.”

She scoffed and walked up to me.

“I can see that. Are you crazy? Are you trying to get yourself killed? What do you think they'll do if they find out that you snuck off the grounds? What do you want me to say?”

At this point, I didn't even care anymore. They could do what they wanted to me and it still won't stop me from being rebellious.

“Sorry, what's your name?”

She was towering over me because of how much taller she was than me.

“Hailey.”

“Hailey, you can tell them whatever you want to. Don't get yourself in trouble because of me. I'll take care of myself. I'm going out to have a fun time.”

She froze, looking at me like I was crazy and I had lost it. I picked up my bag and looked at myself in the mirror one last time, making sure that I looked just as good as I thought I did.

Screw James and all of them. I won't let them dictate my life.

“You want to come, Hailey?”

She was already in bed with a book in her hand so I took that as a no.

The house was rather empty so it was easy scaling through and getting outside. The main issue was getting to the gate. Thankfully, it was dinner time and most of the guards were rather relaxed and chatting so I took advantage of that and sneaked around them, getting to the already open gate and running as fast as I could.

I knew where I wanted to spend the night, so I ran with that in mind. I kept looking over my shoulder to make sure that no one was behind me.

Just as I'd expected, the club was open and I threw the door open, straightening out my clothes and hair so I didn't look like the run away that I was.

“Hey! Get me a shot of vodka. Keep my tab open”.

I had a little money so I wanted to make sure that I drank until I couldn't stand anymore. Tomorrow would sort itself out but for now, I just wanted to drink.

The bartender did just as he was told, giving me shot after shot until my head began to feel fuzzy.

“Don’t you think it's wrong that you should be drinking your head off like that?”

I raised my head to look at where the voice had come from and my eyes focused on a handsome stranger.

Long black hair, light gray eyes and very kissable pink lips. Even in my drunken state, I could see the way his eyes were heavy and settled on me.

He held my hand and drew me close.

“Come with me, let's get out of here.”

Everything in my head was telling me no, telling me to not go with him but I wanted to live my life at least one night.

I threw my head back and swallowed the last shot of vodka.

“Lead the way, hottie.”

I don't know how the hell I got to the car or how I got back to the pack that night but I know that I put my trust in the hands of an absolute stranger, letting him do as he liked with me.

“Give me your permission.”

He was already on top of me with my shirt off and panting very hard from our heavy make out session.

I was feeling extremely reckless when I replied.

“I followed you here. Do with me as you like.”