The Last One

From black to blonde

    After eating like a cow and feeling fully satisfied. I left the dining table and started to walk around the room. My legs were feeling a bit weak but I had the energy I just needed. Still, it hurts when I walk. My skin was a bit dry and I felt exhausted.

    The Alpha let me on my own after getting food for me and making sure I was eating. I started to wonder where the Alpha was, my body started feeling cold by his absence and I wanted to be near him. After a while, he came back with clothes in hand. I knew they were for me and by the looks of it, it was a pajama. 

    He didn't talk too much. He made a gesture for me to follow him and with a happy tummy, I followed him without protest. He guided me to a room and I could tell it was his. The whole room smelled like him. It was well organized and it had a giant bed or maybe I was too little cuz for me it felt gigantic. 

    He opened another door and I saw the bathroom, quite fancy I can tell. He prepared the tub with some warm water. He started to look at the soap ingredients with a worried look. I couldn't tell why but then he looked at me and scratch his neck.

    "Do you for any reason have a skin disease?", he asked and then he faced palmed himself as if he was asking something really dumb. "Sorry, I just wanted to know if your skin will react to the soap. But I guess you don't know that either", he said as he passes a hand through his black hair. 

    After a while of looking at him reading closely all the soaps that he had, he finally chose one that didn't have any kind of perfume so my skin wouldn't react. With the ball of paper still in my fist, I decided to hand him my paper. I didn't know why I had it but it seemed important so I kept it with me. At first, he hesitantly took the paper and looked at me as if it was ok for him to have it. I smiled at him and due to my dry lips, I started to bleed again. With worried eyes, he started to look for a lip balm. He rushed to the house hall and started shouting at everyone. When he came back I was licking my lips and the bleeding stopped. I sat on the toilet and started playing with my thumbs. He came closer and looked for any bleeding in my dry lips. He let out a sigh of relief and started applying some lip balm on my lips. I didn't protest, his touch was gentle and I felt some kind of connection with his touch. It wasn't butterflies or anything like it, it felt nostalgic, like family, warm and lovely. 

    After that he helped me get cleaned, he helped me the most with my hair. The water went red and my hair went from black to blonde. The tub was filled with blood and dirt. When I was fully cleaned, he got out of the bathroom and got back with a blower to dry my hair. But first, he helped me put my pajamas on. I felt like a doll while he was drying my hair. He was concentrated as if he wanted my hair well done. I didn't utter a word I just let him be. 

    When he was finished, I looked for my collar bell and put it on again. He looked at me in disapprovement and took it off. I growled at him and he gave me a furious look as if I was challenging him. 

    "Your collar bell is dirty, you just had a bath!", he stated. 

    My response was crossing my arms against my chest and give him an angry look. He rolled his eyes and took a deep breath. My wolves wanted their bell back and so am I. 

    "I'm not going to throw it away", he said but I didn't believe him. I knew he wanted to throw it. I raised an eyebrow and he gave up. 

    "I'm not going to throw it away. I promise", he said softening his features.

     I gave him a wide smile at this and got out of the bathroom. On my way to the room, I noticed the ball of paper on a nightstand beside his bed. He didn't open it yet, but it is not like I know what's inside either. I looked at him and my eyes were trailing to the bed and him. He gave me a small smile, took me in his arms, placed me on the bed carefully and wrapped me with the sheets like I was made of glass. 

    I started to like those green eyes of him but when he was about to leave me alone in bed, I took his hand to stop him. I didn't want to be alone, not anymore. With surprising eyes, he came back and sat on the edge of the bed. I pleaded with my best puppy eyes for him to stay by my side. He chuckled and looked at himself. 

"I also need to get cleaned, you know. And I have duties left incomplete in my office", he said trying to make me understand that I had to be alone until he finished. I got a bit sad that he had to leave me alone. I didn't even know his name and for the matter, I haven't introduced myself.