Chapter 61. Sober

Mirabelle’s POV

A banging head, swollen eyes, painful limbs, cranky neck, and a torn cloth was all I woke up too under a sheet.

“What have I done?” Roaming my gaze to see I was in the Alpha’s chambers. How did I get here? I don’t remember coming to his bedroom.

I placed my hands at the sides of my head trying to remember. I tried the hardest but they came out in a blur of voices I’ve never heard before with insane laughter.

When I left the Cottage I went over to the pub to relax my mind, maybe not to end up drinking and losing my senses but to try something different. A lot has happened in my life watching as a young girl her father beheaded and mother killed right before her tiny eyes wasn’t something we wake up and act like it’s nothing and when I thought my life was turning a new leaf disaster struck again.

“I hope I didn’t spill everything?” I muttered. If I don’t remember how I got here that means the Alpha has a hand and it and worse still I was d