(Bella's POV)
I laid there watching as the sun was barely peeking through the trees.
I couldn't sleep at all last night. Not because I know today is Eva's funeral but because I was scared.
Scared that if I close my eyes that all of this was going to go away.
That in some sick way the moon goddess was playing a sadistic joke and was going to take me away the minute I thought I was going to be okay.
So I stayed awake. I stayed awake and counted all of the 678 little glow in the dark stars that laid on my ceiling.
There was 678 stars, so I counted them 678 times.
I wanted to see how many times I could count them before the sun came up.
I barely made it to my goal.
But it's not like I'm tired or exhausted. Staying up through the night was a normal thing for me.
The longest time I have ever been awake was for 6 days straight. The average person can only go 72 hours before they start to lose it.
I was seeing a field of flowers, and a beach by day 5. On day 6 I saw myself being killed in here.
Knock knock knock.
I slowly sat up in my bed and stared at the door. I didn't say anything or try to move at all.
I didn't want whoever was on the other side of the door to know I was in here.
I tried to listen for breathing or even a smell but I couldn't smell or hear anything.
"Ms. Arabella? It's me Elizabeth."
Elizabeth.
I can't remember where I heard that name from but it sounded so familiar."I can hear you breathing child, open this door." You could hear the smile on her voice and for some reason I trusted her.
I got up from the bed and walked towards the door. But I stopped when my hand touched the door knob.
I waited and waited and waited for something to happen.
Like my mind was telling my body to turn the knob but it's like my body didn't know how to.
Finally I turned my wrist and the door opened a little.
I peeked through the crack and saw a nice, old looking lady with brown eyes and brown hair.
"Well.... Don't just stand there. Open the door child." I stared at her for a second and closed the door.
I took two steps back, slowed down my drumming heart, and opened the door again.
This time I just opened it and walked towards my bed keeping my back to her.
I heard her walk in with a bag that I think had a dress in it, and a box that was wrapped like a present.
"I know you probably don't remember me but I used to take care of you and Braxton when you both were little babies."
I didn't say anything as I listened to her continue.
"Your father hasn't said much about what has happened to you but I could only imagine what you had went through. We all missed you Bella."
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The Alphas Secret Wolf
WerewolfEvangeline has never had a perfect life. At the age of five she lost her mother. Since then her father has been away on business trips leaving her to be raised by her brothers Nathaniel, Daniel, and Alexander. Now, she is 20 living in the house her...