BELLA’S POV
It felt like everything was falling apart.
From the moment Nico came into my room, informing me that I had to exit the factory with the rest of the staff, to when I stepped out into the bright chaos of flashing lights and rising voices.
Packed like sardines with the staff, snippets of what was going on filtered into my ears all around me.
‘The kidnappings…’
‘Alpha’s behind it? No fucking way!’
‘I heard they found evidence. Files, or some bullshit.’
‘What’s going to happen?’
‘No fucking clue.’
Now, I hugged my knees to myself, curling up on an unfamiliar single bed in an unfamiliar room. The walls were a cheerful collage of bright colors and cartoon characters that contrasted with the dread sitting heavy in my stomach.
I could hear the chaos downstairs, muffled by the walls and the floor between us.