ALPHA JORDAN'S POV

I was in tears and I could think of nothing but the pain that my heart had felt the moment my sister died. Just as the water draped on her, she collapsed with a thud. I was traumatised and felt my soul move out of my body.

My mother had knelt beside her with her hands shaking uncontrollably like she was some jelly. The way she acted irritated me so much and I couldn't help but wonder if she was the one who birthed her or not.

"Help us! Somebody help us!" I began to yell, rushing out of the kitchen where I was, something my mother...