Chapter 82

Isaac’s POV

“No, no…” I was crying in pain when I heard someone’s voice.

“Alpha. Alpha.” I heard a female’s voice in my sleep. I woke up to see Clarke’s worried face.

I covered my face with my hand and rubbed my aching temples. I looked at Ollie and Clarke awkwardly and turned my head away.

“Ufff,” I sighed. One more dream. Every time I sleep, I see her dejected look, as if she were suffering somewhere and waiting for him to rescue her.

This time, my heart is still racing, remembering Alayana’s body covered with blood.

“Thank you,” I said, taking water from Clarke’s hand. I did not know how long I was trapped in the dream, but the pillow was soaked for the first time.

“Did you dream of…” she started asking.

“No.” I cut her off before she could say her name. “I don’t want to hear her name.” Since Alayana ran away, I forbade anyone from mentioning her name.

“But you can’t go on like this. You need proper rest,” Cla