“Maybe we can teleport to our room?” Nyx suggests her anxiety feeding into mine.
“A good idea,” I begin. “But what brought that on?”
“Knox is trying to reach out. It’s pissing me off because he won’t stop trying to knock my barriers down.”
I should have been surprised, but I wasn’t. Knox and Alec are Alphas. They are used to getting what they want. This time, though, it won’t happen. The love I had for them died in the torture room three years ago, along with my heart.
I closed my eyes about to escape, like the coward I am, but my concentration is interrupted by the sound of the door opening.
“Hello Luna,” the cheery voice of a male doctor greets me.
I grit my teeth against the unwanted title. “I’m not your Luna.”
He looks between me and Alec in confusion. “I thought you were our Al
