Reincarnated Mate

chapter 35

A new pet-

Khun Gun returned back to the safe house as he gave Vegas more slaps across the face. The main family is demanding him to tell them where Vegas is but Khun Gun has not told them anything. It's getting worse and worse as all the werewolf are on the hunt for Vegas.

Pete was awake this time as he heard the whole conversation. Vegas walked in back in the room where Pete was sitting on the bed. Pete expecting Vegas to be angry and throw a huge fit but Vegas was much more calmer.

"Did your dad hit you?" Pete asked him carefully.

"He did but for some reason it didn't hurt as much as before." Vegas admitted which Pete was relieved about.

"Good." Pete half smiled and Vegas did the same.

Vegas spend the remainder of the rest of his days in his room. He fed Pete, talk to Pete and offered him to read some of his books. His behavior changed in such a short amount of weeks together and after Vegas hearing out and knowing Pete's story, he realized they are not all that different.

From time to time Vegas as noticed Pete has catch a long glance when he's not looking but Vegas doesn't say or do anything about it. Pete started to break his walls down a little and started to see Vegas is not really  a horrible person that everyone says he is.

Pete behind that mask was a good boy. Vegas just needed a friend and Pete doesn't mind sitting here and being his friend but he misses his pack and everyone. He's stayed here for so long with Vegas that he doesn't really even realize it's been a month already.

Until one day Vegas left the safe house and didn't returned for hours. Pete waited and waited for Vegas. He was getting both hungry and lonely. He tried to read but nothing was enticing him.

The door creep open and Pete heard raise up. Vegas came in with his hands behind his back with a smile on his face.

"Khun Vegas?" Pete called out his name.

"I got something." Vegas said and Pete sort of hope it's food but he didn't smell good from Vegas.

"What is it?" Pete asked as he is not sure.

Vegas removed a small glass cage of a little hedgehog inside. Pete was shocked that Vegas got a little hedgehog. No wonder Vegas was gone for so many hours. He obviously went to the pet store and got it.

"What's his name?" Pete asked as Vegas sat down on the bed with the hedge cage on the bed.

"I'm not sure. I have to probably come up with a name soon. I'm terrible at naming." Vegas admitted as he was already loving his new pet.

Pete was a bit happy that Vegas got a pet for himself. He seemed like he really wanted it. Vegas started to spend all of his taking care of his new hedgehog that he completely forgotten about Pete. Pete didn't bother him nor stop him because he enjoyed the happy look on his face.

But Pete was getting really hungry. Pete stomach growled the loudest it has ever growled, making Vegas turn around at him. Vegas walked up to Pete as he stood in front of him.

"Are you hungry? Why didn't you tell me?" Vegas questioned him.

"I didn't want disturb you from your hedgehog." Pete admitted as he gave Vegas a half smile.

Vegas arched an eyebrow as he really thought Pete was really considerate of other but he is never selfish with him.

"Do you really care if I'm happy?" Vegas asked him.

"Of course I do." Pete admitted as he still continued to smile.

His smile was becoming really irritatingly contagious as Vegas started to grow into loving his sweet smile with his cute dimples popping out. Vegas suddenly took out a key from his pocket as he released the chain that was attached to the hand cuffs that would hold Pete to the bed.

Pete as shock to at least Pete can roam around freely around the house but still had those handcuffs around his wrist. Vegas grabbed Pete by the hand lifting him up.

"I won't play with the hedgehog anymore. Go take a shower and I'll cook you some dinner." Vegas said as he left the room.

Was this the same Vegas? The cold hearted devil?

Pete couldn't believe that he changed so much with in just in a month of them being together. Vegas was slowly trusting. He was trusting Pete enough that he now able to walk freely around the house.

Pete did as Vegas told and showered and he came back with out freshly cleaned clothes that he saw that Vegas left for him on the bed after he was done with his shower.

Pete smelled the food that Vegas was preparing as it attached his nose. The aroma of the food made Pete lick his lips and Pete couldn't help but go near the kitchen to see Vegas.

"Wow everything looks amazing! So much food!" Pete complimented. Vegas smiled as he has never had anyone complimented his food.

Not that he cooks for anyone before.

"Want a sample?" Vegas asked.

Pete nodded in excitement.

Vegas grabbed a spoon of fried rice as he fed Pete a spoon full. Pete chewed it as he thought this was the best fried rice he has ever tasted.

"Good right?" Vegas asked.

Pete laughed as he nodded.

"The food is done so you can eat." Vegas said as he brought all the dishes he prepared to the table. All of much to choose from.

There was orange chicken, steam veggies, rice, and pork. Pete sat at the table as Vegas peeped everything at the table. He gave Pete a plate, some rice, and a little bit of everything on the plate. Vegas came back as he set a tall glass of water beside Pete as he gave him a spoon and fork to eat with.

Pete was very excited and couldn't wait any longer. He ate everything on his plate in minutes and wanted seconds after.

Pete was very satisfied of his feast that Vegas had made for him. It was truly one of the best home cooked meals he's had since his grandma made him food. Vegas sat on the couch with Pete as he turned on a movie. Vegas gave the remote to Pete for him to change and watch whatever he wanted.

"Ai Pete, can you turn down it down a little? I can't concentrate." Vegas asked him but he noticed didn't do what he said.

Vegas looked at Pete to see him sleeping beside him. Pete's neck was down as Vegas looked at how he can sleep in such an uncomfortable position. Vegas sighed as he took the remote and turned down the volume himself.

When Vegas went back to reading his book as felt Pete's head laying on his lap. Vegas was a little shock but didn't move. Put his book down as he stared at the sleeping boy. Vegas looked at Pete's shiny hair as he thought it looked soft and fluffy.

Vegas lifted his hand as he run his fingers through Pete's hair. His suspicion was right, Pete did have soft fluffy hair. Vegas spend the rest of his time playing and smiling at Pete.

Vegas didn't even realize he was smiling so much at Pete.

"What is happening to me? Why can't I stop looking at you Pete?" Vegas said out loud but he meant to say it to himself.