Broken Mate

Chapter 6

Lea’s POV

I stretch and roll over as my eyes adjust to the light barely shinning in through the window. The comfortable bed feels like feathers after sleeping on the ground and in cells for a lot of my life. There is a lovely scent of citrus surrounding the unfamiliar room, however I don’t pay too much attention to that, instead I look at the grey walls and the black doona cover, all signs of masculinity.

I attempt to stand up, but then I realise I have a drip and cords attached to various parts of my body. I am so used to waking up in various levels of pain and places that it doesn’t even faze me anymore. I pull the cords off and start to take the drip out, knowing that if I didn’t get to helping do chores that I would be in huge trouble.

Even though the Alpha here seems nicer than master, he might snap if I don’t do what I’m asked or help out enough. I start to pull on my rags and head down the hallways and stairs following my nose to the kitchen. Finding it empty, since it is barely dawn, I look though the cupboards and fridges, looking for the equipment and food I need to cook for the pack.

I started with the bacon and eggs, following it up with the toast, muffins and different flavours of juices. By the time I was finished, people had started to wake up and head down to the dining room. I put the meals on serving dishes and walked into the dining room, bowing politely and serving people their breakfast before heading back to the kitchen to make more.

I spun around when I heard a deep voice carrying out throughout the other room. The power in it send me bowing in submission.  

“Who made you all this food?”

-“A really nice lady wearing an apron, she headed back into the kitchen.” I heard another voice reply meekly.

Heavy footsteps headed my way and I quickly ducked down and hid in the cupboard so that I wouldn’t be seen and hopefully would stay out of trouble.

“I know your in the cupboard, so you can hop out now please.” His deep voice penetrates through the cupboard with ease.

I quickly scramble out and brush myself off. Looking at the floor as to show my submissive nature as he is the alpha in control. He grips my chin gently and raises it so that I am looking into his eyes. Goosebumps cover my skin as my body reacts intensely to his close proximity. His dark brown eyes stare intensely into mine, warming me up like hot chocolate on a cold wintery day.

“You are not expected to cook for the pack, that’s the chef’s jobs and they enjoy doing it so don’t wake up early to do chores.”

“O-Ok Alpha Caleb…” I trail off not knowing what else to say or do. I turn around to leave but he pulls me by my hand back into the kitchen.

“You need to eat some food, you cooked it and yet you didn’t even have any?” He asks kindly.

“At my old pack I was never allowed to eat anything except the master’s scraps and so most of the time he would keep eating everything just so I wouldn’t get any food.” I murmured looking down ashamedly.

“You are to eat at every meal with the pack and I will make sure that you are eating enough so you can sit with me at the head of the table.” He proudly said.

Wait proudly, what does he have to be proud about me for…? Oh well, I don’t want to upset or anger him.

Just nodding my head, I grab a clean plate and dish up a piece of bacon and a single egg. Knowing I will probably not be able to even eat that much I sigh and start to follow Alpha Caleb to the dining room.

He taps on a glass and clears his throat to get the packs attention. “I would like to introduce everyone to the newest member of the Bravenight Pack, Lea Florice. Please show her the upmost respect and help her out when you can. Thank you.”

My cheeks heat up in embarrassment and confusion about why the pack seems to accept me without knowing me. There is such a different vibe here than in Deathlynoon Pack. There I was harassed daily and bullied severely. Forced to be a slave and serve each and every one of them.

Bravenight Pack is different, more relaxed and kind of like my old home when I was still a sweet little girl with parents, a loving pack and a HOME.

I am already feeling more comfortable here in one day than all my nine years at the other pack. Although that is not saying too much. I want to relax and not have to worry about being bashed, belittled or abused, but I know that this could be a trap. They could all be plotting something big and using me for the entertainment.

As I go to sit on the chair beside Alpha Caleb, I see hundreds of pairs of eyes on me, some seemingly happy, excited, relaxed, and some even jealous.  I don’t know what they are jealous about as all I am sitting there for is to be watched by the Alpha for some unknown reason.

I know if I eat too much I will be obese. I am already fat as everyone had already ingrained into my brain. I don’t want to be bullied for how much I eat today, as I know I have a lot on my plate. But I will have to worry about that later.

I hold my knife and fork and try to cut up the bacon, but as I haven't been able to use a knife or fork in years, it slips out of my hand and clatters loudly onto the plate.

Hundreds of eyes turn and look at me judging me while I try to hide from their deep gazes. I pray to the moon goddess that I will be okay and that I will be treated better here. I just want a normal life, but she knows that is far from what is in store for me.

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