Soulmated: Love me Alpha

(Haley)

I walked over to the box she was pointing to and picked it up. The weight made me lean forward slight; it took more effort to carry than I expected. "Man," I grunted, shaking it a little. "This thing is heav—"

"DON'T!" she screeched.

I jumped at her shrill tone and fumbled to keep my hold on the box.

"Valuables, Haley," she hissed anxiously. "It says valuables on it."

I looked down and indeed the word practically screamed at me in big bold capital letters. "Oh. Uh. . . sorry. I didn't see that."

"Just give it to me," she sighed, squeezing her eyes shut. I took slow, careful steps across the hardwood floor to where she was at. She moaned in impatience. "Quickly, please."

"I'm just trying to be careful with it," I said indignantly.

She scoffed. "I'm sure that whatever damage you may cause it just by quickening your pace won't have any effect to the damage you have already managed."

I ignored her and continued at my own pace.

"So," I drawled, eventually setting the box down carefully next to her. I lifted myself up onto the counter and started to pick at my nails, a nervous habit. "You seem pretty unaffected by what I just said."

"And what was that?" she asked while unpacking the dishes from the box I carried over to her. She smiled at me. "Hey, nothing's broken."

"See? I'm not as reckless as you thought," I said, then continued with what I was saying earlier. "People die here."

"Oh, come on, Haley," she scowled, turning on the faucet. "Where did you hear that from?"

"The internet."

She raised her eyebrows at me incredulously.

"Well what did you expect? I've never been here before, so I looked it up. Plus," I added grudgingly, "you've never really given me much to go on. You grew up here, ma, and you never have anything to say about it save that it's a peaceful town. And from what I've read on the internet, that could be up for debate."

She visibly stiffened, her eyes guarded. "You know why I don't like to talk about it, Haley."

This was the place where my dad died right after I was born in some bizarre accident. She never elaborated, but I heard there was a fire of some sort and he was caught in the middle of it. We always unconsciously evaded the subject of this town for it was a dead end conversation. But why move back to the place that causes you so much pain you can't even talk about it?

"I don't really care," I mumbled low enough so she couldn't hear me.

She hummed a tuneless melody while rinsing off the dishes. Helping her unpack would've been the right thing to do, but I just didn't feel like it. Call me lazy, I say apathetic.

I got up and walked towards the sliding glass doors. "I'm going to go for a walk," I called over my shoulder.

"Don't go too far, you'll get lost!" she warned but I was already out the door.

Well, I got lost.

I didn't mean to go far but I found a path that led to another path which led to another path...and so on. I got too caught up by the sights and creatures to keep track of where I was going.

You see a lot of creatures out and about walking deep into the forest. A pack of deer were innocently eating some grass only a few yards from where I was. At first they were hesitant to stay at my approach but saw that I wasn't a threat and continued eating. Every now and the something would scurry past my feet.