*Isabella above*
"Izzy, those dishes done yet," my boss asks. I work at a restaurant, I found my job, as a dishwasher, walking through the city, seeing a help wanted sign, I walked in and have worked here ever since, though it's only been two weeks.
"Yes, Mr. Anderson," I tell him. I know he's a werewolf, but thankfully he has no idea what I am.
His pack come in alot, but I get to hide out in the kitchen and do dishes, as a shy girl, it's my preference.
"Good, Cindy called in sick today, stupid girl doesn't realize that I know she's really not, but I need you to cover the floor," he tells me.
My heart sinks, "ok," I tell him, washing my hands. I take off my apron, and grab a server's apron. This is the second time Cindy has done this to me, stupid she-wolf.
Oh yea, I didn't tell you, to the I smell like an ordinary human, but to me I can smell their wolf. I also don't contain an animal like they do, where they can talk, it's just me.
I grab a order pad and pen, after taking off the hair net. "You will be doing the back half, covering the pa.... RSVPs," Mr Addison says.
I frown, and repress a shudder, "ok," I tell him. I leave the kitchen and go to my designated area, this is usually Cindy's area, but my first time, as the last time she called in, the boss, switched me with the other she-wolf who works here, but she has the day off.
Opening the door to the RSVP area, I am greeted with the most wonderful smell, of vanilla and honey.
Normally the room smells of cleaners and wolf, I would know because I have cleaned the room before.
I hesitantly walk into the room, hoping he doesn't smell me. I go to the first table and take their order, and another, before going and putting the orders in.
I walk back in and see that there's a meeting at the back big table. Someone at the head of the table raises his hand for me to come to them.
I drop my head and do as he asks. The smell increases as I walk closer to the table. My heart is hammering in my chest, knowing that he's surely going to smell my mate scent.
I reach the table, "c....can I take your orders," I stutter, as I see that everyone has sat their menu down. Starting at the head of the table.
The man looks at me, his eyes changing colors, I advert my eyes to the floor, avoiding eye contact. "I'll take a Coke cola and the famous steak and chip meal," he says, still looking at me.
I write it down and move on to the rest of the table. Getting all their orders, I go to step out the door, when a large arm, grabs my elbow.
I stop, letting the door close, as I feel the sparks, at his touch. "When's your shift over, beautiful," he asks. Keeping my eyes diverted, "after closing," I reply. "Will you wait for me," he asks.
I nod, knowing he won't take no for an answer. He let's me go and I quickly leave. After submitting their orders, I wait.
After their meals are ready and their drinks, I carry the tray back in. The table goes silent, as I approach. I can feel his gaze on me the entire time, I place their food on the table. Reaching his spot, I place his food down, and he caresses my hand as I pull away.
I leave the room, and go back to the kitchen, ready to leave, for the night, but obviously can't.
As closing time arrives, I smell him waiting for me, outside the kitchen. I take off my apron and place everything where it belongs.
As Mr Anderson starts locking up. "Oh hi Alpha," I hear. "Did that girl leave already," I hear him ask. "Yes she left out the back door," Mr Anderson says.
I quickly go out, as I hear him walk into the kitchen. I jog down the alley, "hey wait," I hear him yell, and start running towards me.
I disappear into another Alley and shift into a cat and hide under a dumpster.
I hear him walk into the Alley and starts sniffing around, "I know your here somewhere, beautiful," he says, starting to search for me.
I crawl up against the wall under the dumpster, hoping the smell of trash hides my scent.
"I'll find you again," he growls and then walks away.
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Alpha's Unique Shy Mate
WerewolfMy name you may ask. Is Isabella, no last name, to easy to track a person using a last name. Unlike werewolves, I don't have a wolf smell or animal smell, to them I am just a human. The natural order of things made me so, as to protect me. Alpha...