Lahat ng Kabanata ng Addicted To The Legacy Alpha: Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

The next day, I'm walking down a bored tunnel. It's dark at the entrance, but I use my wolf's eyes to navigate the area. There are no signs of people down here. I cut into the next turn, and I find the water conveyance at the centre of the now cut and covered tunnel. It's rising from the pit below and flowing through the city. I step down the stairs. There are overhead pipes lining the walls as well as florescent bulbs. It stinks. I curse under my breath because I won't be leaving soon. There's also graffiti on the walls of the sewage tunnel. I walk down a path, whiling away my time with the words in spray paint. It's all sorts of nonsense. Someone clears their throat behind me, and I turn. Bessie approaches me on the edge. She's wearing a nosebleed boot, a net panty hose, and a green tee shirt underneath her black short dress. Her choker necklace matches the round shades over her eyes. She takes off her black hat and flaunts her red, flawless hair. "You clean up nice." I flash

MAREI can't flee fast enough. I rush into my room, lock the door, and tear my nightgown off my body before I enter the bathroom. Tears roll down my cheeks as I clog the drain with the stopper and fill the bath with ice cold water. I'm freezing. I bring my knees to my chest inside the bathtub.The scene comes to mind. I pushed him. It's all my fault. I'm not stable enough to be around anyone. What's the point of living anyway if I've lost this much? My child, my best friend, and my father, who raised me. I missed them all. I wish for this grief to be a lie.The tears stop coming after a while. I'm still sitting inside the bathtub with my knees to my chest like a scared puppy. I'm anxious, and I don't even know why. It's been like this for days. First, I won't be able to sleep or eat anything. Then, the constant stages of sadness and pain. I feel like I'm slowly dying inside while I'm still breathing fine.I finish my bath and walk into my room after drying my body and hair. My movement

I don't know how many times I read the note. I'm making sense of it because it's hard to believe it's finally over. My hand supports me as I lower myself onto her bed. I run the other one over my mouth. She's gone. I read the note again. It's hard this last time because my shaky hands won't let me. Drusila finds me after a few minutes. She sees what I'm staring at and instantly gets alarmed. She checks the bathroom, the terrace, and even my bedroom, but Marelyn's in neither of them. She plops down on the bed, flanking me. "She was just right here." "Chase Erickson must have come for what is his. I made it easy for him again." "Again?" She frowns. I spare a vague smile, staring off at the wall with distant eyes. She's gone. I've pictured this moment since I found out we were pregnant. It's everything I thought it would be. Unbearable. "Drusila, do you think I can still get her back?" "Let her go, Zeke." I roll right on. "I should probably remind her how madly in love with

Her tawny brown hair is matted and hasn't been washed for weeks. She looks different from how I left her. When Chase said Ruby meant nothing to him, I didn't know this is what I would find. A slave. "Ruby." She averts her gaze and wipes the spot underneath her eyes with her finger. I see the way she tightens her hold on the basket in her hand. I ask. "What happened to you, Ruby?" "Chase Erickson happened." She smiles ruefully. I know I've heard those words before. Zeke had said them to me when I woke up at the hospital, and he carried me home. I pause for a moment because thoughts about him always make me feel things I shouldn't feel. I hate him. I remind myself that. "Can we talk?" She eyes my clean clothes and hair and snarls. "Why? Did you come here to gloat, Mare? I see that bastard is finally treating you right." "Ruby, don't say that. We have a lot to talk about. You're still my sister." "But are you still mine?" My lips quiver in hurt. "At least invite me in."

I freeze, but I don't show too much on my face. Silence falls like a stone between us, or like a large rock. It's heavy and tense. She stands there, waiting for a reaction out of me. "Drop the act. Say it." She taunts with a frown on her face. I'm certain she didn't expect the roles to be reversed in this manner. I cross my arms over my chest and spare a lopsided grin. "No." I whisper while leaning in. "I won't give you what you want." She fumes, glaring daggers at my back as I walk away. My hand meets the car door handle when I hear her voice right behind me. "Gene Everdeen!" I do not want to freeze this time. I want to take the news like it's nothing, but how do I do that when it's clearly something? Alexis pulls my shoulder, forcing me to face her. I let her because I have no words. "Yes, Zeke. Marelyn's mother. The last bloodline silver werewolf killed your mother. The woman carrying your child is the enemy." I grip the roof of the car with claws. It's the second car