The moment I opened the door, a shockwave surged through my veins, jolting me from my half-asleep state. Standing before me were faces I had hoped never to encounter again.
Alpha Derrick and Mona, his wife, were at the door, their presence as suffocating as the silence that accompanied them.
"Good morning, Kimberly," Alpha Derrick greeted with an arrogant smirk. Without waiting for an invitation, he strode into the room, his imposing frame filling the small space.
Mona followed, her lips curled in a mocking smile. Her gaze swept over me with disdain, a look that screamed, You're nothing.
I stood frozen, my thoughts spiraling. Why are they here? To mock me? To taunt me before my death?
Breaking the silence, Alpha Derrick settled into a chair opposite the bed, motioning Mona to sit beside him. I remained standing, unwilling to join their act of forced familiarity.
