Hopes point of view
The following morning, after a sleepless night, Maya and I were absolutely hanging.
All through the early hours of the morning, I was frightened that John would come back to life or that the real guard would enter my room and be able to smell John's body. I was just as worried that the Alpha had actually sent me back to my old room just so that he could have me killed.
But none of those things happened. Instead, I got ready to start work and left my room without incident.
For the second day in a row, when I got to the kitchen, I was treated to a breakfast of epic proportions. It was a breakfast fit for alpha royalty! I was so exhausted that I could barely pick up my knife and fork. My hands were shaking from overwhelming fatigue and everytime I got something on
