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Chapter 3
Loretta's POV
"How dare you make my dad do something for you? You realize he's the alpha, right?" Scarlett pushed me against the wall and had me pinned with her elbow painfully digging into my chest.
Her gaze was fiery and reminded me ever so painfully of why I'd kept my feelings in check all this while.
"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry," I turned my face to the side to avoid her gaze.
"Alpha Demitri was really worried about me and..."
Pah!
The sound of her slap echoed for so long in my ears that I started to doubt my ability to hear.
The ringing wouldn't stop.
Was I going deaf?
"My father only cares about me, is that understood?" Her hand was raised for another slap.
"Yes," I sniffled back my tears. "I'm really sorry."
She however didn't release me yet.
"What's this?" She poked my neck with her claws.
They always came out when she was angry.
"What?"
"These red bite marks on your neck. Tell me where the f**k you got them from?!"
She slapped my head in the other direction and I wasn't foolish enough to think she cared about me.
"Mosquitoes!" I blurted out the first lie that came to my mind.
"I must have gotten bit when I went to the garden earlier."
She immediately stepped away from me.
"Eww. Get away from me!"
I opened my eyes widely at the sudden repulsion.
"I don't want to catch whatever disease you've got on you."
For someone who studied science in college, I wondered if she ever attended any classes.
"I'm sorry," I apologized as I stepped aside.
"But where would I sleep?"
There were only two rooms in this quarters as Alpha Demitri wanted it to be as private as possible.
So I usually shared the second master's bedroom with Scarlett.
"Use the couch. I don't f*****g care. Just don't come any closer to me until those things have gotten off you. And remind me to never visit the garden again," with that, she snatched the keys from my hand and turned around to open the door.
"Oh also, start making dinner."
"But it's still afternoon."
"And I'm on a diet so I need to eat before 6pm. Just microwave dad's food when he's ready." She said and slammed the door in my face.
Perfect.
If I had forgotten my place in this pack, Scarlett had just done a good job of hammering the reminder of what I was.
An omega.
A slave.
The kitchen had everything I needed to make dinner with.
I got to work immediately, putting the ingredients in place.
Lots of vegetables for Scarlett.
I also had to cut them in such a way they didn't look like greens.
I was in the middle of cutting a carrot in triangular shapes when a pair of huge arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me close.
Rather than getting startled, I closed my eyes to breathe in his scent.
"Alpha Demitri," I gasped, unable to focus on breathing, even through my mouth.
"Loretta," he wasn't doing any better.
His warm breath fanned the side of my cheeks and for a moment, I think he'll kiss me.
I turned my face. Closed my eyes with parted lips.
And I could feel the air of his own lips a few centimeters away from mine. Then I jerked my hand from impatience, so instead of cutting through the carrots, my fingers felt the consequence.
"f**k," I jumped and opened my eyes.
My blood had pooled on the cutting board.
"You're bleeding." Alpha Demitri put my bleeding finger in his mouth without a second thought.
Our eyes locked as his tongue twirled around my finger.
"Thank you," I said with a smile when he took it out.
My finger glistened with his saliva and the bleeding had completely healed.
The healing powers of alphas was one of a kind. I put the finger in my mouth and licked his saliva off without a second thought.
He smirked and patted my shoulders and that brought me a consolation I didn't realize I needed.
"I needed to make something to eat before going to the executive pack meeting," he said as he rinsed the cutting board under the tap.
It felt wrong. Very wrong to watch the alpha do chores, yet when I reached for the knife, he shook his head and said,
"Scarlett is on a diet?" He asked as he scanned through the ingredients.
"Yes," I nodded shyly.
"I'll take care of this. You can get some rest."
"My finger is pretty much healed. I'm fine."
"But you must be jetlagged," he said and as true as that was, I couldn't afford to make myself useless.
"I'm fine. I swear."
Somehow it was easier looking into his eyes now.
The question of if he was also attracted to me tugged painfully at my chest.
Sure he gave me hickeys, and healed my bleeding finger. He even hugged me from the back, but those didn't actually point to anything.
Would he fulfill all my fantasies?
Or was he simply being kind to me?
He made dinner and said he'd microwave it when he got back so I could sleep early, then left.
Without a kiss or anything.
Like I'd imagined everything. And when I looked in the mirror, the hickeys were gone.
Night came and lucky for me, Scarlett decided to have her dinner in her room.
We didn't cross paths but with my clothes in the bedroom and the restroom in there as well, I didn't dare to eat anything and the exhaustion and jetlag slowly got the best of me.
The TV continued to play in the background while I slipped into a dreamless sleep.
At some point, I felt myself getting lifted, but it felt all dreamlike until the rapid knocking of the door followed by a huge bang startled me awake.
"You b***h! What are you doing in my daddy's room?!" The sound of protest followed by a painful slap on the side of my face.
I jumped to a sitting position, "I'm not in your..." But the rest of my words died down when I looked around and saw where I truly was.
"I didn't... I don't know how I got here," I started to explain but knowing Scarlett, there was no way out.
Whenever she had a strong opinion of something, she never let go of it.
"Then how do you explain this?!" She threw a paper at me.
I read through it despite the sting on my face.
"I let Loretta take my room. I will be travelling for a meeting but breakfast is ready and so is your car. Love dad."
She snatched the paper from me when she was done and landed another slap on the same spot on my face.
"Don't you ever try to steal my daddy from me," she shouted and I got on my knees to beg.
"I swear, I have no intention of doing that. I'm sorry for the misunderstanding." I couldn't even afford to get angry at Alpha Demitri. He was only trying to be kind.
"I'll do anything you ask for to make up for it, I promise." I said.
She kicked me off with a thinking face.
"Good, then you'll starve."
"What?"
"You will not eat anything in this house for three days," she said and I nodded.
I've gone five days on just water in the past.
"Thank you. Thank you," I rubbed my hands in sincere gratitude. It was a lot better than any punishment she could have given me.
"You're lucky I won't be home for the next week." She said and I hurried to my feet.
"Where do you think you're going?" She asked with disgust stated on her face.
"To pack my bags," I said.
"I don't need you," she waved her hands and dropped on the bed with a dreamy look on her face.
"I'm going to hang out with alpha kids of the neighboring packs. You don't belong," she said and I nodded.
"Yes, I'm sorry."
"By the time I get back, you better have lost 5kg or else!" She left the rest of her words hanging but I knew that she wanted me to lose just as much weight as her so she didn't feel lonely on her weight loss journey.
"I'll do my best." I bowed with a smile.
She was just lonely and that made it difficult to hold a grudge against her.
"Hmmpf." She crossed her arms and stepped out.
"Oh and you better use my room instead," she said and I nodded.
"Yes Scarlett."
At least this wouldn't happen again.
"May I ask when Alpha Demitri is getting back so I may prepare dinner?" I asked but she shook her head.
"No idea. Maybe next week since he said he's travelling. Make sure he doesn't know where I'm going."
"Yes Scarlett," I bowed and watched her get into the car.
The driver was one of Alpha Demitri's elite guards so she'd definitely be safe.
I on the other hand had the house to myself for a whole week.
I couldn't wait to do everything I've always wanted to try.
Bathing with the door open, walking around naked, one-man karaoke, working out, and connecting to my roots.
I picked up my phone and turned on the camera app then stared deeply into my eyes.
Slowly, the color started to change. A gift particular to only Alphas or Witches.
I dropped the phone with a frustrated sigh when my eyes started to sting and water.
Just who am I?
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