Alpha Andrew’s fingers pressed against my neck, the grip firm and unrelenting. My vision blurred, my world tipping sideways as a strange dizziness overtook me. My body betrayed me, and my senses reeled. This wasn't an ordinary kind of pain—it felt deeper, as if something in my core was being pulled from me, unraveling my very essence.
Then, everything shifted.
Suddenly, I wasn’t there anymore. I was standing in a field, watching a young girl around my age. Her hands moved fluidly, almost dancing, as she worked with water, guiding it with her magic. She was using it to grow crops, bringing life to barren earth with careful precision. Her eyes were a piercing blue, her smile calm and proud. "Delaila," I heard her name in a whisper, as though someone had breathed it into my mind. She laugh
