Chapter 18: Where hates find me
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Lucia's pov
I could feel his eyes, still lingering on mine. He was looking at me, waiting for me to return mine to him but I did not. Instead, I turned my face in another direction and it quickly caught up with a face that I tried to recall.
She looked like someone I had met before like I had met her somewhere.
Her eyes met with that of Alpha Delano's and I could see the disgusted look she gave to him. Without saying much, you can tell she is having a feud with him, and from the onlook of things, Alpha Delano was trying to wave at her but she ignored him completely.
When her eyes met mine, she was startled. Her eyes widened in shock which I didn't know why they did, and then she returned it back to normal, still maintaining eye contact with me.
I too, do not know what she saw in me. I only know I have seen a face like this before but cannot recall where exactly I saw her.
We stood there, staring at each other and that made other slaves stop their duties, standing up to look at the both of us.
As she kept looking, I could see her eyes flickering at intervals. I wondered what was going on in her mind as she looked at me.
Suddenly, the deep baritone voice of Alpha Delano blared out, "Continue cleaning the palace. What are you all staring at?"
That was when she removed her gaze from mine and turned around, walking back into the palace.
I didn't bother to look at Alpha Delano again, I just turned to face my work which was to dust and clean all the appliances present in the king's visiting chambers.
I continued cleaning until I was done.
My mind quickly raced to the hill again and quickly, I shrugged it off. I cannot go to that place because of the risk involved.
Besides, I know no one here except for the person that brought me here. Alpha Delano. If anything should happen to me, I do not know who would come to my rescue.
After I was done, I moved out of the palace, just before entering the slave quarters, my shoulders mistakenly bumped into someone. I looked up, only to see the bulgy eyes of Madam Betty, angrily looking at me.
"Lucia, where are you heading to?" She questioned.
"I'm sorry ma'am, but I have finished my work at the palace. I want to go into the quarters to get some rest." I said, my voice shaking.
"Rest? You have guts. Have you seen any scenario where slaves are given a special time to rest? You must be joking right now." She said, eyeing me.
"But ma-" I hesitated but she halted me immediately,
"Shut up. Look over there, " She said, pointing at a huge drum that was likely to be empty.
"Grab a bucket and fill it up. And that is not the only one though,"
My eyes widened. You mean?
"Ma?"
"Yes. Look to my right-hand side, I hope you can see the other ones, that's the three of them?"
I nodded in agreement.
"Good. Now, I will get someone who would accompany you to fill them up. Ok?"
I nodded slowly again, and she made a smirk, walking away at once.
My shoulders slumped and my head lowered in pity. Why does this woman hate me so much? Why me?
I haven't finished thinking of filling this one up, she had given me the others. Does she want me to die?
I turned my face to the other direction and could see she held Cecilia nu the hand, bringing her to accompany me in the work.
Cecilia also grabbed a bucket and trailed behind me as we got to the general tap. My bucket filled up and I managed to put it on my head, then, I started moving out of the place to the drum.
Pouring the first bucket of water into the drum, I go again, fetching the second, we continued till we got to the last drum. My whole body at this point was weak, I bent down, pressing my hand against my knees, panting.
Since we started fetching this water, Cecilia hasn't said anything yet. She was just looking at me as I was fetching alongside her.
We were snubbing each other in an orderly manner. Standing up to the tap, I put it on and water filled my bucket. Done with everything, I carried the bucket of water and placed it on my head, moving to the drum.
Cecilia was returning from emptying hers and when she saw me, her face squeezed, anger brewing up from within. I walked past her but didn't see what was on the ground there, I nearly tripped off but a force held me still.
I held my stamina immediately as I regained myself, looking down to see what nearly tripped me off, my eyes widened in shock as I saw the legs of Cecilia crawling away slowly from mine.
Cecilia?
I turned my face to her, she was astonished in shock too, seeing that I had caught her.
Not wanting to waste any time, I kicked her foot hard and walked out of the place with the bucket of water still on my head.
I know that I haven't made friends with anyone in this pack, I mean it's hard to. They were all showing me their true colours and I do not want to fall into any trap of mingling with any of them.
Hours into the evening, we were done. I feared to go back into the slave quarters because Madam Betty might send me on another horrible errand.
I moved slowly to the lawn, sitting on it and playing with the grasses on it. Nature was indeed beautiful. God did marvelous work with his hands.
Looking into it, a beautiful slave girl approached me.
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