Curves For My Mate.

Chapter 8

Guys I'm experiencing serious lack of inspiration. Any ideas on how their story should go  on? Feel free to drop one....or two.
Anyways.....ONWARD!!!!!!

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I've been here for a week.

One whole motherfucking week!!!!!

And do you want to know what I've done during this week??
No? Well I'll tell you anyways.

I've been shopping...  I went to the fair with my mate.....visited the carribeans.....

I hope all of you noticed that I was bullshiting when I said 'with my mate'
If you didn't.. well then you're just slow.

So I've been here for a week and I've done absolutely nothing. Nothing!!!

My mate doesn't ever come in here. Not even to sleep and it's his room for crying out loud! Sometimes I kind of feel guilty that I make him too uncomfortable to sleep in his room,but then I think of the way he's been treating me and its not like I'm keeping him out,he's just too fucking chicken to come in here and face me. His Mate!

So there I was,in a humongous bed yearning for some human contact. With anyone really. Anybody. Even that bitch from the bathroom. Ok maybe not her. I'd rather face my odds with aliens before I had a conversation with her.

I barely jumped when there was a knock at the door. This was my daily schedule (I couldn't figure out how to spell rutuine..... see.)
A pack member came up with my food at every meal time and if I refused,she would start to quake in her boots like Id just sent her to the gallows. So I figured it had something to do with a certain threatening alpha,thus I relented and ate. I was hungry anyway. Doing nothing really gives you an appetite.

The only highlight I've had so far is when one of the members told me she thought I was really pretty. Even though I thought she was just being polite but it was still nice. I've always struggled with my weight but being in this place certainly  magnified my insecurities by like a thousand.  Everyone I'd seen here was super pretty, with really pretty hair,and pretty legs and all that. All the people here were also pretty tall while I stood at measly 5.1,with very defined curves,huge thighs,mocha skin. I sure know how the ugly duckling felt.

I came out of my mental rant as I heard some more knocks coming from the door. I walked over absently scratching the outer part of my left thigh.

I opened the door and as always there stood another pack member with my breakfast. They were always females by the way. She silently walked into the room with the food tray before she turned to leave but I was not about to let that happen. Not today.

"Ummmm wait a minute."

"Yes Luna."

"Ummm I want... aahhh a banana, and there are no bananas here." I mentally cringed at that. I hate banana.

"I'll get it right away Luna."

"No! No. I'll do it myself.  You just have to show me the way."

She visibly paled a little bit.

"Oh no Luna. I don't think thats a very good idea miss,the alpha...."

"Ugh alpha this,alpha that. I'm sure he won't mind." I tried to give a reassuring smile but I think it looked more like a grimace.

"Luna I- I can't."

"Ok listen I've been in here for a week and I think I'm a minute away from going crazy. Now let me out of this room, if your alpha has a problem with it he'll take it up with me." I said in an assertive voice. Wow. Maybe I am a Luna.