Bella
She was exhausted and hadn’t slept well at all over the past two nights. She’d had terrible nightmares of living a horrendous life of being sold, for the sole purpose of others using her body, to faceless Alphas, one after another in order to help them. They were uncaring of her and mated relentlessly until, in each of the nightmares, she died alone and broken with no one caring about her.
She tossed and turned and struggled to fall asleep, woke up with her heart pounding and her body hot and filled with fear, covered in a full lather of sweat. Only to fall asleep once more and find herself right back in the same dream, or think she’d woken up from the nightmare, but was still actually asleep and lost to a new nightmare within a nightmare.
Her only escape was death, which was what
