Of Runt (Redone)

Chapter Three

I stand awkwardly in the elevator, well more like leaning against the wall, as Alpha Archer intensely stares at me. I slept awful last night and it seemed that every time I woke up, he was awake as well. The weird part was that he was already staring at me much like how he is now. It seems like at any given moment he is ready to pounce... I'm not sure if it's pouncing to catch me or to scold me.

After Doctor Gary told me I could leave I felt relieved for the most part. I still don't know who was paying for that room though I may have a few ideas. I just want to get back to any form of normalcy I can. I want to be with Shell and Vic as we curl up and watch tv. I wanna go out on patrol to try to catch any intruders. I have only been awake for maybe a day but I already feel so useless to the pack again. A useless Runt is not worth the protection of the pack.

The bing of the elevator snaps me out of my thoughts as I push myself off the wall and stumbling a bit. "Are you sure you are okay to walk? I can get a wheelchair or just carry you. I feel like carrying you would be the most simple one though," Alpha says making me frown. I'm not helpless. I may be a bit sore and bruised but I can still walk dammit.

"I am fine," I grit out through my teeth. I see the Alpha shake his head but his eyes never once leave me. I walk past him and straight out the doors. I can hear him walk behind me not daring to get closer. I can see from my peripheral that other wolves are giving me curious stares. I don't blame them, I would be curious too if I saw the alpha walking with a Runt. Alpha gently touches my elbow to turn me towards the direction of his car which is a forest green Jeep Wrangler. He opens the door for me before going to the driver's side and getting in. I go to put on my seat belt but pain flairs through my bruises. "Is it okay if I don't? It hurts?" I ask while pulling the strap off of me.

"That's fine. What do you wanna do today? We can go to my office and you can rest up there or my house, Vic might be there," he offers as he turns his bright amber eyes towards me. I undo the seatbelt as I lay my head against the seat.

"Honestly, I want to do some work. Any type of work," I  mutter. I already know he is going to protest against it. "I have always worked Alpha. I, I can't stand feeling like I am no use to the pack."

"Don't be silly."

"Please, Alpha. I need to do some type of work," I plead while looking at his face. Our Alpha is a very handsome alpha if I can say so. I think it mostly has to do with those bright amber eyes or the deep look he gets when he thinks.

"I have something in mind, but only if you follow this condition," he starts. I feel my whole body perk up at the opportunity.

"Anything Alpha."

"Stop calling me Alpha. You can just call me Archer, you have earned that right when you saved me," he says. I feel my face scrunch up in confusion. He doesn't want me to call him Alpha? He doesn't want a Runt to address him as his role? To show that I understand that ultimate display of dominance he has over the pack, over me? I feel his hands smooth out my scrunched up face. "Please?" His eyes seem to almost be begging.

"I'll try," I slowly say but he gives me this hopeful look before I add, "Archer."

   He turns back in his seat and starts up the car. "I am bringing you with me to the prison as a kind of scare tactic. This Alpha knowing and seeing that someone has his scent memorized with rattle him. Seeing his captures should anger him and I want him angry. If he is angry he may slip up and let us in on something," Alpha Archer explains. I glance out the window as he drives through the pack. Our pack is like a small town of its own hidden away in the woods. There is another town nearby but they don't really bother us. I have never been to the human town, mostly because I am a runt, but I hear it is rather beautiful.