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The alarm rings.

06:00

I stare at it, the sound cutting through the silence of the house. A sigh escapes my lips as I reach over to turn it off. Everything feels like a vivid dream. One I can’t wake up from.

I thought I could handle this, that it was just a silly Wattpad story, but the emotions are real.

Too real.

The blood on my hands, the lifeless body of my father.

I glance down, half-expecting to see the crimson stains still clinging to my skin. I can feel it.

I shoot up, the empty feeling threatening to resurface. I shake my head and force myself out of bed, groaning when I hit the ground. I check my messages.

Nothing.

Jake has vanished, along with Tyler and Allison. They all think I’m some kind of pro-hunter, responsible for the deaths of twenty pack members.

And my father.

Stumbling to the closet, I sift through clothes. I search for something comfortable. I do not have the strength to curate a proper outfit today, not when I have volleyball practice this afternoon.

I pull on a