บททั้งหมดของ Tyrannized By The Alpha : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 4

||Mira||The train was late.I know how that sounds, like the start of a bad night, like something to complain about. But standing on that platform at eleven p.m. with a coffee gone cold in my hand and nobody in the world who knew exactly where I was, the lateness felt like a gift. Every extra minute was another minute of being nobody. No last name. No pack. No brother steering me through rooms like I couldn’t cross one alone.Around here, I was just Mira. Just another girl in the city. Dunmore Central had its own rhythm after dark. The last of the commuters were dragging themselves toward the exits, heads down, moving with the particular defeated shuffle of people who had given everything to the day and gotten very little back. Somewhere below the platform, a busker was pulling something slow and aching out of a violin, the sound rising up through the gaps in the floor in fragments. The fluorescent lights above Gate 7 kept flickering — on, hold, off, hold, on — in a pattern that

||Mira||Pain came first.A deep, steady throb behind my eyes — like something was hammering from the inside out. The kind of pain that meant whatever had passed for sleep hadn't been sleep at all.For a moment I thought I was still dreaming.Then my stomach lurched, and memory slammed back so hard it knocked the breath out of me.The club.The drinks.Kael.My chest locked up.I'd been drugged.I didn't move.Instinct kicked in before panic could. Zane's voice, steady and cold, rose up from somewhere deep in my memory.Assess first. Move second.So I lay still. And I listened.Silence.Not the comfortable quiet of my dorm or the distant hum of the city through thin walls. This was heavier. Sealed. Like the outside world had simply been removed.My pulse jumped.Slowly, I pulled in a breath.The air was wrong. Dust. Old wood. Something chemical underneath — like fabric shut away in a room with no windows for too long. No traffic. No voices. No sign of life beyond these walls.Fear set