C7 Don't mess with the food

Another week went by, and another, and another. I was already very settled and used to my chores. Life was so much better. Yes, I was still bullied, but yet, I was not spanked or even treated badly by everyone around me. Cassandra and even Aaron, whenever he was around, were good to me.

Cassandra was more like a mother. She would care and be so patient with me. She never even once made any bad comment about me not talking much. She was, indeed, teaching me to read.

It all started when she asked me to read a receipt and I was unable. When she realized that, instead of shouting or yelling, she smiled at me and even said she was sorry.

“I should have known, dear. I’m sorry to put you into this situation.” She said. It was weeks ago and now, I even knew how to write my name, her name and read one or another word. Everytime I read a new one, she would look at me as a proud mother. Or as I thought a proud mother would look at her kid who accomplished something.

I was in the kitchen, as always, when I heard someone yelp and cry. I looked up to see one of the Omega girls, Patricia, holding her hand and going to the sink, pouring water to her wound. I saw red. It was blood. I could have no wolf, but yet, my sense of smell was very good and sharp. That is why I was a tracker. Maybe Aaron had let this detail slip by, for he never talked to me about it.

“Oh, no, dear." Cassandra told the girl. Then, she looked at me. “Rae, could you gives us a hand here, please?”

I nodded and approached her. Cassandra turned to the side and back to me, with a trail in her sand. A trail of food.

“I need you to get that to the table. It is diner time and Patricia here won’t be carrying it right now.”

“I can totally do it!” Patricia shouted, looking at me with hatred eyes.

One thing that has to be clarified: every girl that is unmatted will have eyes for the Alpha of the pack. Wolves like power. We are attracted by power, so, as much as no Omega had the hopes to be a Luna, they would, definitely, seek the Alpha’s company and interest in them.

Cassandra looked at Patricia and made a face. It was clear that she didn’t like the girl’s attitude.

“You won’t be doing this, Patricia! If you stain his food with blood, his plate or even worse, let this trail fall to the ground, Alpha Erik will not be happy.” She said, brows furrowed. “Don’t mess with the Alpha's food.”

I had to laugh internally by the way Cassandra said it. I imagined him, yelling because his food went to waste.

I hardly remembered his face, in fact. Just that he had green eyes. He frightened me that first night. I dreamed, sometimes, with his eyes, followed by his scent. I knew when the shits were his, or his clothes, instead of any other male of the pack. I got myself wandering. I thought about him yelling about his food, and now, here I was, thinking of him and his aura. His eyes. That was so wrong.

“Dear?” I snapped back to reality. Cassandra was in front of me, holding the trail and looking at me expectantly.

I nodded at her. I understood it was time to get the food trail to the table.

I didn’t want to see him. No, the truth is I didn’t want him to see me. Maybe he had forgotten about my existence and that was why I was still around. What if he saw me and remembered he wanted me dead, banished?

A warm hand on my shoulder, while I was looking at the kitchen door, holding the trail, made me gather courage. I had to deal with things. Cassandra was there for me. She would never hurt me. I know she would not fight the Alpha for me, but, I’m sure she would wish me well.

I took a deep breath and stepped outside. That was my very first time outside the confinement of the kitchen. It was a taste of freedom. I smiled. Cassandra trusted I could do the job. So, I could!

“Move!” Someone shouted behind me. Delilah. Another one that hated my guts. I took one step to the side so she passed by me. I followed her. How silly of me, really. I didn’t know where the dining room was!

I saw how the packhouse was big. I mean, I saw the building from the outside, from the back of it. I could say it was big. But looking how it really was inside. Wow! I had no reference to compare, but what I saw made me smile. Such a beautiful house! Like… home.

Most of it had wood, and golden, and red. The stairs that led to the second floor were so well carved and had a red carpet on the steps.. We had a stair for the staff, too, but I was not allowed there.

The dining room was pretty. The table was huge. But, of course, the whole pack had to eat there. Or, at least, the high rank ones and, sure, their visitors, whenever they had them.

There was no one at the table. It was still being prepared. I sighed in relief. The Alpha was not around. When I was getting near the table, I smelled mint. Soil… yes, it was him! I panicked. I know I did, because I could not feel my feet. My legs were paralysed.

‘Come on, Rae!’, I told myself. They finally moved, but then, I stumbled on someone that came out of the other door. A door I had no idea existed.

“Ouch!”

I was on the ground. The food, all scattered on the floor. The food. All. SCATTERED ON THE FLOOR!

I didn’t know what to do. I was going to be punished. I had worked so hard to be accepted. Now, I was going to lose everything. I didn’t realize I was crying, until Aaron got hold of my arm and pulled me to my feet.

“Hey, it’s okay. No need to cry.” he said. I finally looked from the food on the floor to him. But my eyes didn’t stay there for long. Near him was HIM. I felt all the air been taken from my lungs. His eyes. He was looking at me.

I was dead!