A Second Glance

Chapter 1

Eren stared at the gun. Should he just eat the delicious apple in his hand? Maybe he should, at least he tasted food for the first time after two days of aimlessly wandering around the meadows and forest.

He tried to eat during his wondering but for a boy who lived all of his life under the roof of the city, he can't fully identify which fruit was safe to eat.

All his life went upside down when those shitty bandits came and highjacked his train. After lying about his profession, they were nice enough to let Eren go as well as some of the passengers but they left him in the middle of nowhere with no food and water. Of course, they took his money and his suite case, though there was nothing but clothes and books in the case.

Thinking back way before, Eren should have listened to his father, he should have stayed in the city and worked at the hospital. But Eren rather travels and help those small towns that needed a doctor.

Despite the high demands of doctors in the city, Eren wanted to run away from the busy body environment. He wanted to try to live on his own and stop depending on his parents as well as take a job somewhere near a beach. The brunette had never seen the beach before and he was willing to do everything to visit it.

And that's what brought him here.

On someone else's farm, stealing apples and getting caught. Now the owner clearly wanted him out of his property or worst, he wanted him dead.

"Get out of my property city boy," The Alpha growled at him and cranked his gun.

Eren just gulped, he should have begged but his throat was too dry for a speech. He felt like it will rip apart if he talks. Just one bite from the sweet juicy apple will instantly cure his thirst. Just... One... Bite...

"And you dared to steal from my nephew's apple trees?! You don't deserve any mercy!"

And that was it, Eren was dead meat.

"I'm a doctor!" Eren begged, once again, and he found his voice. He knew that his profession meant a lot that's why he hid it from those bandits. There's a high chance that they will keep him and forced him to work against his will. Good thing, those goons didn't scrutinize the medical books that he had in his luggage.

The older Alpha studied him but his eyes holds doubt. "A doctor, ey?"

"Y-yes." He tried but this time, his voice cracked. "I can help you, just, please, don't kill me."

The older Alpha lowered his gun and returned it to his holster. He crossed his arms on his chest and stared down at Eren. "Alright, doctor. I won't shoot you."

Eren looked up to him with hope. "Thank you."

"I am Kenny Ackerman and you will do as I said if you don't want to die at an early age."

"Yes..." Eren agreed in defeat.

"I will offer you food, shelter, and maybe clothing. If. You cure my nephew."

"Thank you! Sir!" Eren stood up, took the man's hand, and gave it a shake. He didn't expect that the older Alpha will this generous but Eren was not sure about the conditions. What happens if he couldn't cure the Alpha's nephew? He needed to clear this out.

"But that depends on your nephew's illness-"

"You will cure him." The Alpha snatched his hand from Eren's hold and towered over him. "If you don't, perhaps, you'll know what will happen."

The other threatened, clouding the area with his strong warning scent.

Eren gulped and just nodded. He's too weak to fight back but at least he managed to stay upright despite the heavy scent that was trying to force him to submission.