A Maddie dream

Sabrina’s POV

“W-what?” I muttered, eyes wide open. My gaze drifted to Logan who stood frozen on the spot when he heard Damon’s words.

“Alpha Damon!” Elena stood up in protest, banging her hands on the table. She looked as though she couldn’t fathom what she had just heard.

“Do you want her head also?” Damon asked me with a blank stare, his gaze locked in on mine.

What was this? I could hear my heart pounding in my ears. The hairs on my body stood as goosebumps filled my skin.

At this moment, I didn’t feel fear, nor was I nervous. It was a different emotion, something I couldn’t quite place.

I felt tears sting my eyes but I quickly blinked them away. “I don’t,” I muttered fearfully, averting my gaze back to the food in front of me.

Did he want to kill them for me or was it just one of his games? I mentally slapped myself. I let my thoughts run too wild. This man was sick. It was all for his sinister pleasure

“That’s a shame,” Damon dwelled, picking up a knife from the table, he traced with the tablecloth with the tip. “I would love to do that for you.” He said and in one swift move, he stabbed the knife on the table.

I gasped and almost bolted from his lap but his arms around my waist held me in place.

“Scared little mouse?”

I swallowed the lump in my throat, beads of sweat forming on my forehead.

Just then Ian walked in. He whispered into Damon’s ears and at once the mischievous glint in Damon’s eyes disappeared.

“I’ll be right there.” He said, his eyes dark. Ian bowed and then turned around and left.

Damon’s gaze then returned to me, the mischievous look back like it never left. “Go to your room little mouse.” He released me from his hold.

I slowly stood up, careful not to make a mistake. Without turning back, I went back to my room in the basement, not minding the many eyes boring into my receding back.

What just happened back there? I shivered as I sat on my bed, recounting the events that took place moments ago.

Damon was eerie. He rubbed me off in the wrong way and I don’t know how much longer I could hold out. That was when I decided, I needed to escape.

I lay in a fetal position on my bed, wrapping my hands around my knees as I stared at the door to my basement room, scared that Damon would appear any minute to sadistically hurt me. He seemed to enjoy whatever he did back there.

A few minutes later, my eyelids got heavy, and found myself closing my eyes and snapping them open when I caught myself sleeping. Finally, I gave in and fell asleep.

***

I saw a lady dressed in pack’s servant uniform. Her back looked familiar as she walked through the hallways. There was only one servant with red hair.

“Maddie?” I muttered under my breath in confusion. The corner she took wasn’t her wing to take care of.

I wanted to turn back and be on my business but then something propelled me to follow her.

I took the corner I saw her take and after walking for a while in the long hallway, I came to a halt when I heard voices.

“You can’t leave me for your mate, Marcus,” That was Maddie’s voice. “I’m pregnant with your child.”

“I’m very sorry Maddie, I can’t help you with that.” I heard a man’s voice followed by the muffled sobs of Maddie.

I leaned, pressing my ear to the door where the voices were coming from, my curiosity piqued.

“Abort the baby or do whatever you want. Just know that if you raise any claim to anybody, I’ll deny it and you know what that is going to cost you. Me and you are over, Maddie. ”

“I’ll kill myself if you leave me and our child Marcus.”

“Kill yourself please, you’d be doing me a favor!”

I gasped and fell on my butt when the door suddenly flew open and a man dressed pack’s guard uniform stepped out and stormed away.

I was stunned. Did he not see me just now? Was he okay with me listening in on such private information?

Just as I was trying to grasp what was going on, Maddie turned to leave.

“Madd–“ I was cut short when Maddie walked away like she had just not seen me.

Did I suddenly turn invisible? Why wasn’t anyone acknowledging my presence? Different thoughts raced in my head but most importantly, I had to get to Maddie.

I immediately stood up and followed her, “Maddie!” I yelled following her but she didn’t respond. She didn’t even turn back.

I was getting frightened. Maddie kept on going through flights of stairs, down to the floor where workers hardly reached.

I finally surpassed her and stood in the front with my hands wide open.

“I’ve been calling your na–“ I said only for her to pass through me. I turned around in shock. That did not just happen…did it?.

My face paled. I convinced myself and chased after Maddie, running on the long flight of stairs.

I ran and stopped in front of her again. “Mad-“ she passed through me. Again.

What was going on? I turned around to see Maddie going up the continual flight of stairs, even to the floor no one went to.

I followed her, calling her name even though she never responded.

I followed Maddie to the last floor of the pack house. Still oblivious to what she was doing here.

I watched her go towards the big window at the end of the hallway. What was she doing?

Then it registered. She was trying to kill herself. I ran towards her but it was too late. She jumped.

***

“Maddie!” I gasped awake, my body drenched in sweat. My chest heaved up and down as my heart raced.

It was just a dream. Again.

I looked at my alarm clock which was barely working. It was one am in the morning.

Why the hell was I dreaming of Maddie? These dreams were becoming more and more absurd.

I took a deep sigh and stood up. I was parched and needed some water to catch my breath.

I stepped out of my room when I heard a commotion down in the common area. Ignoring that, I went to the kitchen and chugged down a jug of water.

I was an outcast in this pack and whatever was going on down there in the common area was none of my business. I was too exhausted and recovering from my dream to bother about what goes on in this goddamn pack.

“Was that Maddie?” I heard one girl say as she walked together with another girl.

“Let’s go take a look,” The other said.

I halted in my steps.

Maddie?

I turned around and grabbed one of the girls by the arm. “What happened to Maddie?” I asked, my eyes traveling between the girls.

“We heard she fell from the last floor. We’re going to check it out.” They said and left.

I stood there in shock. It can’t be. My leg moved on it, following the two girls from earlier.

We went to the back of the packhouse, and I saw Maddie lying face down, her eyes open, in a pool of her blood.

My hands shot right up to my mouth, my eyes threatening to bulge out of their sockets. I raised my head slowly and looked up at the window where Maddie fell off.

It was the same window, from my dream.