Just In Time

Chapter 3- Food Time

Chapter 3

Roselyn's POV

 Noah has a mean glint in his eye and I know something is up. He's planning something.

"Noah? Why do you look like that? What are you planning to do?" I ask nervously.

"Nothing Rosie. Just mad about what happened. I feel pissed that someone would actually do that to my gorgeous mate."  I blush at him calling me gorgeous.

"Noah. I am not gorgeous.You don't have to lie. I'll still like you. Plus I don't even care that they did that to me. Blake said that I deserved it for some reason; whatever that may be. So, I must have deserved it then," I state simply.

"Roselyn, you are gorgeous. Whatever they told you is bull-shit. You definitely did not ever deserve that. I know who Blake is and he is a stubborn pig." Noah growls.

I roll my eyes, showing I clearly don't believe him. Then I stretch my arms out to asess my pain. Just a little sore. Not really that bad. I've had worse.

"Roselyn? Are you in any pain?" Noah asks. He probable saw me wince.

"Just a little. I've had worse though so it's no big deal. Why?"

"Here's some pain pills." Noah reaches over to the night stand.

"Thanks," I mumble,"But I'll be fine."

"Too bad. Pack doctor's orders. You have to have something to eat with them. So what do you want?"

"Nothing I'm not hungry," I say as I look down.

"BS you're not hungry Roselyn! You told me yourself that they only fed you three times a week! You need to eat!"

It's true but I've become acustomed to the hunger at this point. Whenever I could sneak a little bit more food than they usually gave me, it made me sick. I wasn't used to eating anymore. Or it could of been because the food was bad. Who knows? But still, I don't want to take that chance.

"I am seriously not hungry Noah! I'm so used to not eating that I don't even feel hunger anymore! Why don't you believe me?" Tears shone big in my eyes as I said this to him.

"The pack doctor told me that you were in starvation mode. She also stated that you need to eat some food so you don't die. So trust me; you are not going to die on my watch. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry." He says in a soft tone. Noah reaches over and uses his two thumbs to slowly wipe away the tears under my eyes.

I nod but I'm still not going to eat. It'll hurt too much. He picks me up and starts to carry me out of the room.

"NOAH! I can walk by myself!"

"Nope. You're too weak and you need to rest."

I growl and he gives me 'the look'.

"Don't you growl at me young lady. I'm just trying to help you!"

"Sorry."

He mumbles something about it's okay and kisses the top of my head softly.

We arrive in the kitchen and I look around. It's nice, a soft green color with apple decor. The appliances look all new and very expensive. Actually now that I think about it, everything in this house looks expensive. I'm scared I'll break something by accidnt.

"So what do you want?" He asks opening the pantry door after setting me down in a chair at the kitchen table.

I shrug my shoulders. It's not like I'm going to eat anyway, he should of figured that out. Silly quail.