Chapter 8-1

When I woke up I didn't feel fantastic. I felt tired, like I had gotten no sleep or rest. I sat up and looked around. It didn't matter that it was dark in the room; I could still tell that I wasn't in my room. It actually looked like one of the many guest rooms in the alpha's house. Had I fallen asleep? Who had taken me up here? Where was my dad? I needed to get home; I had work in the morning. "Are you intentionally ignoring me?" The voice made me jump. My eyes instantly landed on the one who had spooked me. It was Mac—Mikko. I rolled my eyes. "I was kind of hoping yesterday had just been a horrible dream." He offered a small smile. "Me too." "Why am I still here?" I ran my hands over my face in an attempt to wake myself up. The clock beside the bed read ten thirty. "We still need to do some talking." I rolled my eyes. "We need to reach some kind of agreement about everything before I can leave." "Are you pl