Chapter 27:
I missed her terribly and couldn’t help but long for her presence every day.
Sadness filled my heart in her absence.
“Ivy is not real,” Jasper’s voice flooded my mind again, stabbing at my already wounded heart.
She disappeared just as she had come.
A tear escaped my eye as I slumped down onto the couch.
Ivy is fucking real!
She visits me every time, making sure I am okay. We talk as if she’s right here with me. A ghost couldn’t do that, right?
Or was I losing my mind?
“Have you been skipping your medications and therapy sessions again?” Jasper’s voice pulled me from my thoughts.
I groaned. I was tired of living on drugs and therapy. All I wanted was a break.
I didn’t need medication or therapy to feel better.
I was the Alpha King.
“A madman isn’t fit to be the Alpha King,” a cracked voice echoed in my mind, followed by mocking laughter.
I clenched my fists. I wouldn’t give in to my demons.
I wasn’t mad.
Ivy was my witness. Jasper was my witness.
“They’re lying to you. You can’t even tell the difference between reality and imagination.” Another burst of laughter rang in my head, sending sharp pain through my skull.
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Maybe it was right.
Denying the truth was useless.
If I wasn’t mad, then why did demons live rent-free in my head, taunting me?
Why was I interacting with ghosts?
“Alpha?”
A soft voice called to me, snapping me out of my spiraling thoughts. I jerked upright, my back pressing against the couch.
I lifted my gaze to see Rosa leaning against the doorframe, clad in sheer red lingerie that clung to her pale skin.
Her face was heavy with makeup, her hair tied in a high ponytail.
My cock twitched at the sight of her matching red bra and g-string—just the way I liked it.
Slowly, she made her way toward the table in front of me, swaying her hips, flipping her hair.
“My King,” she bowed in acknowledgment before lifting her eyes to meet mine.
She was one of the few who dared to look me in the eye.
Her friendship with Ivy had given her that privilege.
I wondered how she had coped with Ivy’s death.
