I'm Human, Beloved Alpha.
SAMATHA’S POV.
My head hurts lightly, i wasn’t really drunk last night; it was just my normal emotional rush. I did drink, though, but it would take a million barrels of alcohol to get me drunk and a billion to knock me out. I must have exaggerated a bit, but I feel that way every day.
I have slowly fallen into depression, and I think I am becoming suicidal too. No one knows about my new identity, but they are treating me like sh*t already. What will they do when they know? I met some of my friends at the bar, and the humiliation was bizarre.
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