The Mark of an Alpha {Book 1}✔

Thirty Four

Sitting in my bed I stare at my bare walls.

There is something peaceful about having bare walls. It is somewhat therapeutic. No distractions.

Nothing to make your mind drift off into something from your past.

The moonlight fills my room as I stare at nothing allowing my mind to get lost in its own nothingness. Ever since I opened my mind to the entire pack I get a glimpse of the problems of the pack.

At the moment I cannot sleep and I doubt that is because of all the food Andrew practically force fed me.

Andrew apparently has taken over Hunter's duty of taking care of me. I am almost positive that Hunter and Andrew talked before he went back to his pack.

A thin long sleeve and sweats pants are all that is keeping me warm on this cold night. A thin shirt is fine since I am always cold. Not sure of how long I am sitting there when music fills my ears.

What is that?

My wolf ears perk up in interest, anything than just staring at the wall would catch her attention, even a fly on the wall. Hell watching grass grow would entertain her.

The faint music is coming from my dresser. I open up the drawer and my long forgotten cellphone is flashing stating that there is an incoming call.

I stare at it as the number appearing before my eyes, the number is unknown. Actually, anyone's number would be unknown since I refuse to use the darn thing.

Who would have my number other than my pack? They are right here, so who could be calling me?

Andrew insisted that I have a phone since my mind link was weak and I needed a way to communicate with someone.

Who could that be?

I don't want to answer what if it is an ax murderer like that one movie Hunter made me watch. What was it called? Ah, when a stranger calls. Well, this is definitely a stranger.

You're such a wimp.

Then you answer.

Answer the darn thing.

The phone goes black once again and the only light is the moonlight once again. I slide my draw shut and return to staring at the wall.

See they gave up. My wolf goes back to being bored.

Do you think Hunter made it home safe?

I don't know.

Sighing I sink further into my mattress when a beeping noise fills the silence. I open up the drawer once again and look inside.

There is a small flashing dot. I grab at it and it is my phone again. I push the top button and the screen lights up. There is a phone icon stating a missed call with the unknown number and then underneath it, there is a voicemail.

I press on the voicemail section and put the phone up against my ear.

"You have one new message from..." The voice goes on to say the number. "Push one to return to the menu, four to listen to the message, and seven to delete the message."

I remove the phone from my ear and press the four on the dialer. "This is your message."

Some crackling noise comes through the earpiece and then some breathing.

What the hell is this?

I don't know. I am annoyed with my wolf. She knows I am as confused as her.