Harassed.

Anastasia's POV.

“Hey, you!” The voice of the Gamma echoed in the hall. The hair on the back of my neck rose and my legs stiffened totally, bringing me to a halt.

Why am I always unlucky?

Somehow, silence descended in the whole hall and I could feel gazes on me. I slowly turned around, feeling like the floor would open beneath me and swallow me up.

“Me, Gamma?” I asked, as if I didn't already know who he was referring to.

He stood up, staggering once before gaining balance. Seems he has taken too much wine.

“Come with me!” He growled drunkenly, waving his hand as he approached the exit of the dining hall.

My heart skipped a beat as my eyes darted around the hall for any possible help but who could help me? This drunken man was the highest of ranks here and he was blatantly asking me to come with him.

His arm swung around my shoulder as he got to me. His mouth was reeking of wine and I was forced to wrench my nose in disgust.

Timidly, I followed him out of the hall to the hallway. When