Stay Awake Megan Goldin นิยาย & เรื่องราว

when Lola called my name, I halted in my steps but didn’t turn around, “What can I do to win your trust? You might not trust me. You can ask Liam and Grace. Call your colleagues in the pack. They might tell you about what I went through at the hands of your father.” “I'm not interested in your life, Lola. You are staying here under the queen’s command and are supposed to stay away from me. Grace and Liam are my siblings but that doesn’t mean I’ll start trusting you.” I strode to the servant quarters and straight away went to Megan’s room. I needed a separate room if Liam and Grace wanted to spend the night with me. However, I stopped abruptly when I saw Megan all glammed up standing in front

________________________ . . . The persistent vibrating of her phone woke Willow up from her restless sleep. She cracked her neck as she sat up straight, the uncomfortable position reflecting on her back. She looked at the peaceful, sleeping frail form of her mother, Bethany Mason, and sighed. She wasn't sleeping. She had to remind herself. She was in a coma. For the past seven years. Willow looked at the bright screen of her phone. Knox Wright The name had changed, and so had their relationship. Again, it was not like they had a real relationship to begin with.

When she woke again, she was lying on a hospital bed. The damning images from the black box surged back into her mind. She yanked out her IV needle in a blind frenzy. A nurse, catching sight of her wild struggle, quickly restrained her, shouting for a doctor to sedate her. "I want to see Kurt…" … I was at home, recovering, when my phone wouldn't stop ringing. My mother, finally unable to bear the noise, urged me softly. "Who keeps calling? Could it be something urgent?" I glanced at the glowing screen. That number—I could recognize it with my eyes closed.

"We'll talk about it some other time, I have to go. I'll call you later man." I ended the call and quickly checked out Echoview Magazine's website. The article about Shay was also there and I smirked when I read the headline right above a picture of her standing inside her office with a file in her hand, looking to the side; 'SAN FRANCISCO'S GOLDEN GIRL SECRETLY WORKING AT CARTWRIGHT & EVANS HOLDINGS!'

**Megan’s POV** The guest room felt like a cocoon, wrapping me in its quiet darkness. My body ached from the day’s torture, Hannah’s endless lessons, Alexander’s cold stares, the weight of this gilded prison. I lay on the bed, the silk sheets cool against my skin, but my mind wouldn’t shut off. The Zeus mansion was suffocating, every chandelier and marble floor screaming I didn’t belong. My eyes burned, heavy with exhaustion, but sleep wouldn’t come. Not with that damn phone buzzing.

When we reached the small apartment Ethan had once gotten for her, the same place I had been hiding in aside Ethan’s house, before everything spiraled, Gold unlocked the door, set my bag down, and guided me to the bed. “Sleep,” she whispered. But sleep didn’t come. Not even close. Everything kept replaying in my head, clear enough to keep me wide awake. THE NEXT DAY. I woke up the next morning to the sound of my phone vibrating nonstop. Unknown numbers. Blocked numbers. Jake’s name flashing repeatedly. I turned it off. I wasn’t ready for any of them. Gold came in with a tray of tea balanced in her hands. “Drink. Even if you won’t eat.” Her tone was soft but firm.

Megan woke up with a loud gasp. "What is wrong Megan? Was it another nightmare?" Leo asked worriedly. He was dressed up in his working suit. She looked around the room and then realized she was still in Leo's room, there was a laptop on the table close to the window, it seemed like he was working with it before she woke up. She touched her head and it was wet from sweat. Megan looked out the window and it was raining slightly, she sighed. No wonder she had this damn nightmare that keeps haunting her.

AVA The next morning, everything looked gray, like the world itself hadn’t decided if it wanted to wake up. My legs wouldn’t stop shaking as I sat by the window. I’d barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw those golden eyes staring at me through the window. When a knock came at my door, I was so tense I almost jumped out of my skin. Megan walked inside before I could even answer. She had a grin on her face like nothing could touch her. “Don’t look at me like that,” she said, wagging a finger at me. “You’ll thank me in a second.”

Evans was deeply asleep when he suddenly heard the cry of his name, he furrowed his brow in his sleep, but didn’t wake up, instead, he turned to the other side and continued sleeping. But Megan was relentless. She had no time to waste and needed Evans’ help immediately, she couldn’t help it, she didn’t want to leave the country! She couldn’t bear to leave her family here, and she also couldn’t stand the life of living alone. So, she has to make Evans help her, even if it means confessing everything to him. Megan, who didn’t hear a response from Evans, didn't care anymore. She raised her hand and pushed the door to Evans's room accurately.

I huffed and flipped off the lights. Just when the lights went off, a wild grunt sounded from Enid. I stood motionless by the wall and listened as though I thought I was invisible. I searched his eyes and they were still shut. "Megan..." I heard him call out in his sleep as I stood transfixed on the spot with my eyes not leaving him. Who was Megan?