Chapter 6.
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Oluebi's POV.
So that was what I, believed until Alpha Jare redirected me, he cornered me, he changed my direction of life, in the western front door, the security was there, the moonlight gave its sweet light, and it glittered through the high windows, shading silver glows on the matching floor.
The weight of the laundry was a bit bearable but not the one, or type a weightless person, or a person who cannot bear pain can bear.
A hudge figure, representing a giant like one who could touch the woods, ceiling, or pop of the roof, he walked to me out of the darkness caused by the back position of the earth on the sun.
It was facing the moon, hence only the moon had its effect a positive cause of the earth, fear gripped me.
The weight of his appearance, and the basket pushed it down from my hands. Blouses, linen, and materials of different qualities littered on the ground.
Alpha Jare stood still like a statue, a sculpture, and an immobile object, as if his creator hadn't given him the ability to be mobile like every other human.
He was just dumb, didn't open his mouth, didn't show his teeth or his tongue, and his lips were moving, they were still, he held them.
He quietly stood and stared at me, as he had me in mind, and had his target on somebody, who was me, his huge stature, didn't allow light to pass through, and it blocked the visibility of everybody, my instincts were ready to be seen working, and move me forward to where I, was going.
I, boldly required his mobility, his eyes dimmed, his eye brows raised, "is that how you recognise your Alpha"?
I, pushed my spit down my throat hard.
Jare doesn't care how he hurts who, and who he hurts in battle, the reason his friend can't even tolerate him, because he can't tolerate it.
He will easily, and wisely catch anybody who wants to play sharp with him, even animals understand they don't have to misbehave around him.
Two wolves, twice the counting number of his age has a reverential fear for him, conquerors get encouraged when he takes an entrance into their barracks. Opponents gave him cognizance, and they easily submit to his authority, and leadership, but now I, made him stare at me like he didn't matter.
I'm sure he has seen beautiful days in their increasing numbers daily, even the ones he has at home as friends, sisters, and daughters, which I'm pretty sure he has any of these, yes he has any of these.
I, have to now make him know I'm strong in the mind 'I need you to be mobile now, your creator gave you the ability' 'I want you to be mobile' He showed signs happiness,
I, see he is happy, I see signs of joy, and gladness on his face but that wasn't my decree, it was for him to make himself mobile. Risky, reckless captor, you have no captive.
The kind of happiness, gladness, and joy that shows the prey's funny state, it shows now that the prey is at the mercy of its predator.
Instead of giving way, it started moving towards me, the legs kept moving towards me, and my leg moved backwards away from Alpha Jare's legs until it hit my back on another blocking object.
My leg hit my back on the wall, while it was making a backward motion away from Alpha Jare's legs, towards me. Caged, the encounter surprised me, almost traumatized me.
He directed one of his hands to support my head if I'm there.
The front house seemed convenient.
"I'm sure you aren't scared of anything".
He inquired from me simply.
"You".
We didn't talk to each other for a while, we stared at each other, and sometimes, we looked away from each other.
I, was shocked when I, saw him laugh, expressing joy, gladness, and happiness.
He wasn't pretending, he wasn't agitating, or aggressive.
Like I, communicated in the language, no one dares to understand or can work with.
Like I spoke in Latin language.
Like I, speak in an unfriendly lips.
I, spoke in a friendly tongue.
The sparkling of my pendant by collar was radiant in his eyes.
It caught his attention, and he was attracted to it.
The pendant was away from the eyes of anyone, it hardly attracted attention, and got noticed.
It was a good idea, it was my secret, it wasn't funny, to him, no one could make laugh at that moment, his eyes dimmed, he wanted to be inquisitive to know "who gave it to me".
"How did you get that on your neck, where did you get it from, and who put it on your neck"?
My belly made noise showing signs of my weakness, because why would he be so inquisitive, and curious about the necklace.
He was shocking surprised, He knew the power, and secrets of the jewelry, he knew where to get it, how to get it, when to get it, who possibly could put it on a lady's neck.
It didn't take me time, or anything to realize where the whole thing was heading to.
My valued secret has been discovered, and unlocked, by the attractive character who can make or mar my life for life.
It was funny to me at this time.
Nobody.
I, mean nobody should come to me for anything.
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