Everything was packed and ready, my clothes folded neatly, shoes placed in boxes, jewelry lined up and yet I was still sitting on the edge of the bed with my hands in my lap, staring at the floor, because I still had no idea what Alpha Draven meant when he told me not to be late.
The words stayed in my head, going in circles and the more I thought about them the worse I felt, because I hated not knowing,and feeling of already failing at something before it even began.
I thought about going to him and ask. The idea alone made didn’t feel right, I could already imagine his face and the thought of embarrassing myself again made my stomach twist.
So in the end, I did what I always did, I swallowed it and told myself to just go him, because that seemed easier than standing in front of him ag
