CHAPTER FIVEEleanor’s povI stopped liking parties. I stopped liking alcohol too. Blasting music turned into poison and did raw hot buzz. Unlike many other teens, adults, and old people alike, music and alcohol stopped offering me solace. In truth, nothing has ever had since the past two years. For someone who stopped liking music, you would be wondering what I was doing at one of the wildest clubhouses in the pack all by myself with about four vodka glasses of my tequila shots and that too. Sarah left the country with her parents after the death of Alpha Donovan while Clara was away in Germany for studies.Yes, the idea of a hot burning spirit in my mouth, throat, and stomach never appealed to me, but on this night, I hoped it would give me the peace I’ve always wished for. I hoped it would lessen the pain I carried around every day and everywhere in my heart for the last two years. I hoped it would help me tame my running mind but it didn’t. Just like every other night, I was a mes
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