My Cursed Alpha

Zelda.Evening, 5:30pm …I strutted along the bustling road of Pinefalls, the hot breeze tossing my already disheveled hair in every direction. Loud honking of horns and chattering crowds surrounded me, but my thoughts were elsewhere, far away from here. My fingers grasped the strap of my bag, hanging disorderly over my shoulder, as I made my way to the hospital. My Mom had been diagnosed with stage IV cancer, and the relentless and expensive medical bills had drained us dry. The doctor recommended chemotherapy, but where would the money come from? Walking the hour-long distance to the hospital felt like the only way to clear my crowded and disturbed mind.As I walked, I could vividly hear the whispers on everyone’s lips, "She’s the reason her mother is dying." “She has so much Ill-luck around her, I can barely stand staring at her for too long,” These words, sharp as knives, had lost their edge over time. I’d grown numb. Maybe I accepted it because deep down, I feared they were r

Zelda.As soon as we approached the hospital, I didn’t wait for him to finish parking. My fingers fumbled with the door handle, and I leaped out of the car before it came to a complete stop. My legs carried me in a frenzied step toward the entrance, my breaths coming in sharp, desperate bursts.Luckily, he had some spare shirts and trousers in his car, I had no choice but to put them on.Inside the hospital, the sterile smell hit me, mixing with the metallic tanginess of fear in my mouth. I rushed to the reception desk, my heart pounding so loudly I could barely hear my own voice.“Please, please! Can I see my mom?” I cried, my voice breaking as I slammed my hands on the desk. Tears blurred my vision, hot streams rolling down my cheeks. Every inch of my body screamed with intense pain from the strange thing that happened to me earlier, but the pain in my heart, the constant thought that I had just lost my only anchor in this life, made it far more excruciating.“Take it easy Zelda,”