The King's Alpha Queen

Ch9.

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I haven't seen both David nor Angel today, somewhat weird since they were always here with me. They warned me not to leave the room saying "I would get it from them both."

But the main problem was that I was starving! Did they want me to die from starvation? I had to go get something to eat. There were people here other than David and Angel. One was a man and the other person was that girl who attacked me the other day. For sure it was her since she still had that bad feeling to her, even from all the way over here I could feel that. David had also warned me about moving too much. Although I was properly healing now, I still had to take care. There could be a negative side effect to it all. I smiled to myself as I hugged on to David's wool sweater. He would stay up this past nights taking care of me, never leaving my side. I felt internally confused now that he was acting this way. One day he tortures me like if I were a murderer then treats me like if I were the most important thing in the whole world for him. Feeling my chest tighter than a minute ago, I leaned on to the wall before heading down the stairs.

"Why does that chick get the special attention from David? Call him to you."

"Quiet. It has been long since I last heard you. I thought you had finally disappeared. "

"You won't be getting rid of me that easily, honey."

"Don't give me a headache. "

"Make David take care of you."

"He has done that already. I'll manage by myself."

"What would happen if you accidentally fall off the stairs?"

"Now you're the one who wants to hurt me? How-"

She still had more control over me. Indeed, in a second I found myself leaning down the stairs, one more inch and I would start rolling down. I had my eyes already closed and waited for the rolling to start. Instead, I found myself hitting a warm wall, two arms stopping me from falling.

"Are you trying to commit suicide?"

His voice close to my ear ran shivers all over my body, his hands pressing me to his body. And my stupid stomach decided to grumble like a beast.

He looked at me then released me, grabbing both of my hands and placing them up behind his neck. He then reached down, carrying me close to his chest.

"Tell me if I hurt you."

We didn't say a word as he walked and I couldn't help but lean against him. His smell was so soothing, his warm body warming mine. We reached the kitchen and surprisingly, he had pots of food cooking. The smell of meat and soup made my stomach go insane.

He carefully sat me on top of the counter, walking over to the pots. Grabbing a spoon with some soup on it, he lifted it up to my lips for me to taste.

"It's not poison you know."

I couldn't resist sipping it all and unintentionally, biting down on the spoon.

"You're not suppose to eat that."

He pulled it out, chuckling to himself as he put it in the sink.

"I'm guessing you liked it. "

David has always been a great cook. Whenever i was feeling hungry, he would gladly go and cook some food. He lifted me up again, carrying me to the table. It was nicely built with high chairs, and comfortable seats. Once placing me down, he walked back and served food.