As we neared the door to the office, I tried my best to free myself from Andrea.
"What, Blanca?" He asked. "You're afraid of him?"
"Andrea please-" I began.
"Don't bother," he said with a short laugh before opening the door and pushing me in.
I had hoped I was going insane. But my eyes were met with exactly what I had dreaded. Maybe I'm hallucinating now?
"It's not possible," I whispered as I scanned his body. It seemed very real and extremely alive.
"You're dead."
The man stifled a laugh and turned the swivel chair he was sat comfortably in a few degrees to the left, "is that what your Alpha told you?"
"He killed you," I said surely.
"Yet here I am," he shrugged, a sly smile tugging at his lips.