Fated To The Dark Alphas
~ ~ ASTRID ~ ~
Darkness. Then a dull ache , throbbing. My chest felt hollowed out, a raw, gaping wound. My throat was on fire. I tried to swallow, but it felt like sandpaper scraping against bone. It wasn't just dry; it was a deep, burning thirst that clawed at my insides, a hunger unlike anything I’d ever known. Every cell in my body screamed for moisture, for relief.
A faint light pierced the black behind my eyelids. I forced them open.