Phoebe
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I woke up the next morning, rubbing my eyes groggily.
I hadn't really done a lot of sleeping during the midnight— not after I saw Brittany's dead body in the garden.
A cold shiver ran down my spine when I remembered the chilling scene again, but I couldn't do anything but sigh as I stepped down from bed.
"Big sis, you're finally awake," Caleb called my attention with a cherry on his face.
He sat on the same couch he and Dad had slept on the other night, taking a sip from what looked like a glass of juice.
But when I took a sniff from where I sat, my eyes widened in shock. "Caleb! Where did you get alcohol from?"
His eyes shone wide in a panic as he placed his finger in front of his mouth trying to shush me. "I only mixed a little into the juice. And I got both from the Alpha's assistant."
The Alpha's assistant?
My brows furrowed at first until a knock came on the door, causing me to turn my head to it.
