Pills

~Amaris

“Ember, I already told you it's the pool. There is no need to say things like that,” I said weakly, moving back.

I'll do anything to avoid that conversation completely.

But she swam toward me.

“We should go out and mingle with hot male wolves so you can find someone to satisfy your ache. How's that?”

I rolled my eyes slightly, “Ember…”

“I know what you need, Ama, there is no need to starve yourself this much. I'm just really glad you didn't let that cheap human have sex with you. At least you can give your virginity to someone more deserving.”

“And that should be your father.”

I said that within me, still feeling the slick rush out of my pussy.

I hated that I could not control myself. I really wished I could.

I wished I could stop whatever thing I was feeling for my best friend's father.

The desire.

The rush of adrenaline in my veins and uncontrollable slick in my pussy even when I simply heard his name.

I opened my mouth to speak but the words didn't come out. What hit me instead was a sharp pain in my head and an even deeper one in my chest.

I winced and placed a hand on my temple, my breathing slowing unintentionally. My mind quickly ran through the last series of events.

I woke up, took a shower, got dressed and stepped out with Ember.

“Oh, God damnit!” I muttered under my breath.

“Are you okay?” Ember asked,

“Y-Yes” I said, already swimming toward the staircase. She watched silently, brows arched in confusion.

“I need to go now, Ember, I'll meet you later.” I said as I pulled away from the Swim ring.

“To the bathroom again?”

I climbed up the stairs and got out of the pool. “No, Ember, I…” My brain shuffled through different reasonable lies. “I'm cold, Ember, I'll see you later.”

She didn't argue or question further, just sighed, loud enough for me to hear. But I made my way into the house regardless.

The pain hit me even harder. I gripped the handrail of the staircase to keep me from collapsing. I needed to survive, at least for an extra minute, till I could reach the pills in my room.

“Careless of me, how could I forget?!” I could barely even hear my own voice.

I walked down the hallway, then finally met the door to my room. As I held the knob to open the door, a sound came from the other room behind me.

My heart raced 2x faster and I instinctively turned to see.

To look at something I should not.

The door behind me was crafted differently…adorned with gold and silver, large enough to tell anyone that that wasn't just any room.

It was the Alpha's office.

Ember’s father.

Sitting right next to my room.

Ember could not have given me a room next to her dad on purpose. It was probably the most decent of all the guests’ rooms left.

Such a terrible coincidence.

I quickly pushed the door open and sealed myself in my room. My steps were barely steady as I hurried to my bag. My view was beginning to blur but I managed to reach for the pills where I kept it safe and hidden, away from easy reach to prevent anyone from finding it.

I sat on the bed, my weightless body sinking in.

I quickly took out a pill from the container, then I picked up the glass of water on the table next to me.

For a second, I didn't move.

Just stared at the white tiny pill that had kept me from dying miserably for many years now. My Uncle, May, spends almost a fortune every year to get it for me.

May the goddess keep him blessed.

The pain kept increasing, like crates of bottles exploding in my head…sharp and heavy. The thud of my heart hitting against my ribs like these was my final minutes.

I quickly shoved the pill in my mouth and swallowed it with water. I set the cup down and managed to get up. My steps were silent, a stark contrast to what was happening inside me, as I made my way to the dress up mirror. I stood in front of my horrible reflection.. The way my face rumpled as the pain in my head persisted.

The pill was yet to calm it down.

I gripped the edge of the makeup drawer, tightening my lips to keep me from screaming.

A few painful seconds that felt like days. And soon, it began to fade. One heartbeat after another. Then my grip loosened as the pain eased.

I exhaled, and slowly lifted my head. My eyes met my reflection again.

Calm now, but pale.

My skin was the complete opposite of Ember's, fading and looking paler everyday, just like my organs.

I sighed, slightly relieved. Then I picked up a tube of makeup on the desk and pressed an ample amount onto my face. Then my neck and my chest, blending it in with a brush.

When I finished patching up, I slipped out of the tiny laces still clinging to my skin. It was wet from both the pool and my uncontrollable leaking pussy.

As I walked to the wardrobe to put on something fresher, the memory of him flooded my mind. The way he pinned me to the wall. Whispered to my ears and warned me to never touch myself again.

The thought alone made my chest beat faster. I picked a shirt from the drawer and slid it on. It was barely enough to cover my vulnerable body, but comfortable enough. My nipples were pushing against the fabric of the shirt, the shape of my breasts not hidden one bit.

I exhaled and sat on the bed.

My nerves felt slightly calmer…just slightly.

Maybe if I stayed alone for a few hours, I would forget everything that had happened today. Maybe…just maybe, the thoughts of my best friend’s father would leave my head forever.

I laid face-up, trying not to think about anything but how long I still had to live on earth.

But then a knock on the door broke the thoughts I was trying to gather.

“Ember is here again.” I said quietly under my breath.

For a moment, I didn't move. I didn't plan to open the door because I needed to be alone.

Really did.

But the knock came again.

I rolled my eyes, sighed and sat up on the bed.

And it came again.

Not loud.

Just quiet, and somehow… strange.

I got out of bed quickly.

“I'm coming, Ember,” I said reluctantly.

When I got to the door, I whined at the knob and pulled it open.

But….

But it wasn't Ember standing at the door.

The figure was a man.

Tall.

Imposing.

My legs staggered immediately at the sight, and the scent that seeped off him, leaving me gasping for air.

Alpha Varg.