The voice stayed with me even three days later.
Every time I closed my eyes or woke up, Every time I found myself alone. I remembered the voice.
Don't scream.
The strange thing wasn't that someone had been in my room. It was that nothing had happened afterward. There was no attack or message left. The person didn't return after that night either.
Nothing. It was if the entire thing had never happened. Sometimes I wondered if I had imagined it but I knew I hadn't.
Because I had just woken up from a frightening dream and I was sitting upright in bed. I remembered cold fear that had rushed through me.
I searched the darkness for the voice.
Then somehow I ended up falling asleep again. The whole thing made no sense when I thought hard about it. I hated it. Because it seemed my life was becoming full of things that couldn't be explained.
My mother's secrets, the Alpha King's strange interest in me and now this voice. Everything felt connected. I just couldn't figure out how.
