Big Bad Alphas
"What are you doing? No one is going to die. No one is going to die. You're not going to die! Okay? Okay?"
"Alright," I murmur. "It's looking pretty bad right now, though," my voice cracks, "I mean, no one is coming. What if they gave you too much?"
"You're worried about me?"
"Well, you could be slowly dying," I say while the first tear falls. "It really feels like I'm going to die right now, Eric. I have a feeling. I don't really want to die, it scares me, but I think this is what I-I'm supposed to do. You know, die in place of who you l-love. People die all the time randomly, so what if I'm just one of—"