Chapter 8: Introductions

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Mitch's POV

Scott? It's weird to call him by his name. I've never been on first name bases with an alpha before.

"Are you hungry?" Alph- I mean Scott asks. I like that name. It suits him.

I nod, before remembering I have to speak up. "Yes." I say quietly. I'm just looking at my feet, not showing any sign of dominance or aggression.

"What would you like?" His voice is very soft and quiet. What would I like? I have no idea. When I was little we ate a lot of pizzas. I loved pizza. I think I still do. But should I say that? He did ask what I liked..

"Pizza." I whisper. What if he gets angry?

"I'll order you some. What kind?" He didn't get mad at me. I sneek a glance at him. He is looking at me with a kind smile.

"Pepperoni, please." I say still looking up at him. His smile comforts me a little. I like it when he smiles.

"You got it, Mitchell." He says, still smiling at me.

"Call me Mitch." His smile widens even more. The only people who called me Mitchell were my grandparents.

"Okay Mitch, I'm just going to call the pizza place and then I have some work to do. You can watch television if you want?"

"Okay!" I say and skip over to the couch in front of the television. I haven't watched tv since I was 10! I am looking forward to this. A grin creeps on my face. Pizza and tv! This is the best day of my life.

I hear Scott laugh, while he comes over to me.

"Here is the remote. You can do what you want. Have fun! I'll open the door when the pizza comes." He says before walking off.

I flip a little through the channels. A lot has changed since I last watched tv.

Until Nickelodeon comes by. A familiar yellow sponge is on. Spongebob! I was addicted to this show! I'm so excited that it's still on!

I'm so captivated by the episode of spongebob that I don't hear the door open and footsteps coming my way. I only notice it when arms are around my neck and I'm forced to stand.

"What are you doing here, you little scumbag." I hear a low voice murmuring in my ear. It's beardman, I recognise his voice. I don't know if he recognises me.

My legs are trembling and I'm too afraid to speak.

He fooled me. Scott fooled me. He made me feel safe to make the punishment even worse. The universe is against me.

Beardman pokes my wounded arm. I let out a scream. That hurts like a bitch.

Suddenly I hear footsteps coming down the stairs. Oh great. Alpha has decided to join the punishment. To torture me even more.

A very angry, growling Scott comes running in the room. He knocks over beardman. I fall on the ground too. Beardman still has his arm around my neck.

"Scott!" Beardman yells. I'm getting trouble breathing because beardman is practically choking me.

"Avi! What the hell?" Scott quickly pushes beardman's arm away finally freeing me. I suck a lot of air in and immediately start coughing.

Scott stands up and lifts me from the ground, setting me on his hip. I wrap my arms around his neck. "Are you okay?" He asks softly. I nod. I don't know if I can speak right now.

"What's going on?" Beardman asks. I can hear in his voice that he is thoroughly confused.

"I can ask you the same thing!" Scott growls at him. He is still mad. "Why did you attack him?"

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