A Questionable Fate (boyxboy)

Chapter 9

Valentine

"You little bastard! Get those damn dishes put in the kitchen!" Guard Tuck yells.

I'm kneeling on the ground going as fast as I can to get the dishes back onto my tray. I dropped it...again, but luckily this time nothing had shattered. One of the plates did have a big crack in the middle, but I would never admit that it was my fault.

I pick up my tray and move fast hoping I don't piss off the ass hole Guard Tucker. He's constantly picking on me, and constantly ridding my ass to make sure to punish me if I do anything wrong.

I make it to the kitchen alive an set my tray down on the counter. I wipe my hands on my apron to get the dirty feeling to go away. I hate handling dirty dishes. The wet soggy food that is left in chunks on each plate. If these animals just ate their food in a cleaner manner, my job wouldn't be so hard.

I look at the clock and its half past eleven already. That's usually when I try to go to bed, so I take off my apron and head back down to my room.

All the runts that live in the Alpha's home have dormitories in the basement. There's fifteen of us total. I only ever talk to four of them though. All the other runts are weirdos and don't talk too much. They think since I was rogue that must mean I have Aids or some STD.

Jerks.

If I had an STD the Alpha wouldn't want me here. I got all these blood tests done when this pack first caught me. When they found out I was clean, they figured I could sell for a high price. That's why I'm here. I'm pretty and dark colored and that's rare in a runt. Solid colors are very well liked by the bigger wolves. Shano and I are the only runts that live here with a solid color. Breese is red and has some dark maroon and orange in his coat. Shano is full dark brown, and Nunka is what I like to call pumpkin pie. His body hair is burnt orange while his ears and tail are white.

I walk into our room and quietly make my way across the room. Nunka and Shano are already into a deep sleep.

I open the door to the bathroom. I turn around to take a piss when I see Breese sitting, curled up in a ball, in-between the toilet and the shower. He has dried tears on his cheeks.

"Bree? Man what's wrong? What happened?" I ask him as I take a seat in front of him.

He sniffles, "I'm scared Val. Guard Zane wanted me for the night." He says.

"Well...what happened?" I ask.

"I told him I was really busy and ran out of there as fast as I could. You know if I ever had sex with anyone besides Nicolai, they'd be able to feel I had mated." Breese looked away and started playing with his fingers. "Guard Zane got really mad at me. Told me I was 'insulting him' or something. I'm really scared. What if he comes for me and try's again?"

"He wont." I say immediately. "That's not like him. Zane isn't as bad as the others." Though Zane was different than the other guards he was still an ass hole. There was never anything actually good about the guy. He just wasn't usually interested in runts.

"So...so how was your day?" Breese said while sniffling.

I chuckled, "Same old, same old. The ass crack Tuck won't leave me alone. All he does is bother me constantly and nit-pick at everything I do."

"Sorry Val. I wish I could help you." He tells me.

"What? Breese your the one actually in danger here. I wish I could help you get away from this place. Get away from werewolves all together even."

He shakes his head, looking at the tile floor, "I need Nicolai. Nicolai needs me. I have to go wherever he goes or I don't think either of us will be able to survive." He let out a constricted breath. "You don't know what it feels like to be mated. The feeling of so much love and comfort. I never want to feel anything else when I'm with him."