Alpha Slave

Lizabeth 2

Chapter One Part Two

I make up potato salad and some other things to go with the sandwiches and I set it all out in the dining room as everyone starts coming in. Mason glares at me. He hates me and over the last six years I’ve changed so much. They don’t know what to make of me. I fight the urge to give him a smirk.

“You’re getting fat no food for you now get out of my sight your hurting my eyes rouge trash” he growled looking me up and down.

I fight the urge to roll my eyes but I wait and do it in the kitchen when no one else is around. f*****g i***t I imagine all the ways I can kill him. If I really wanted to I could poison every single one of them and kill them all at once. But unlike this pack I know that there are innocent people and children here. I will not kill children I am not a monster, I am not like them. They only care about themselves and how much power they have or how many people they’ve killed. I’ve seen some of the warriors keeping track of how many they have killed. They are evil and they don’t just kill other wolves they also kill humans as well. These people make me sick.

I get started on the dishes when I hear a crash in the dining room. I let out a sigh and dry my hands. I grab the broom, dustpan and a small trash can.

“Mommy it was an accident” a little girl said.

SMACK.

The little girl hits the floor holding her face and I can see tears running down her face. My hands tighten on the broom. The girl can’t be for than eight maybe even nine.

I try to push my anger aside and clean up the sandwiches. Some are still good because they haven’t hit the ground and I put those back into the pan and sweep the others onto the dustpan and put them into the trash.

“Those were on the floor are you trying to make us eat dirty food” Mason kicks me in the stomach “Go make more.”

I grit my teeth my grip on the broom tightens. It shouldn’t have but that kick caught me off guard. I stand up quietly and grab the pan and go back to the kitchen. I make it look like I throw them away but I put them into a zip-lock bag and hide them behind the trash can for now. The food is still good it never touched the floor so it’s a waste in throwing it out. It’s not that Mason or anyone else would care they get to eat as much as they want to wasting food isn’t something they care about.

I quickly make more and bring them out to the dining room. The little girl gets kicked by her mother several times. She has a look of pure hate in her eyes and it’s not the way a mother is supposed to look at her child.

“Do you know what you’ve done you made the rest of us have to wait to eat” the little girl’s mother glares at her.

“I’m sorry” the little girl cries even more holding the spot where her mother kicked her.

“Just for your clumsiness you don’t get to eat at all, now go sit down and stay out of the f*****g way” the girl’s mother kicked her again.

The little girl whimpers as she’s kicked again. It takes all of my willpower not to rip the woman’s throat out right here and now. But I notice that her mother isn’t the only one treating her that way. Mason shoves the little girl as she walks away. The child falls downs face first. Mason kicks her when she starts to cry. These people are so f*****g evil this girl is is just a child and she has no way of defending herself from anyone and unlike me she is a member of this pack.

“Get out” he yells at the girl “We have no room for weaklings like you here.”

The little girl runs from the room. That’s how I was treated when I first came here and I still am. I was a little older than this girl but that doesn’t make it ok not in the least. My wolf tries to calm me down. I can’t act yet it’s too soon but I get the horrible feeling that I just might be looking at my replacement when I leave. I’m sure Mason understands that as soon as I’m eighteen he won’t be able to keep me here any longer and has already picked a replacement.

How could the girl’s mother be so horrible to her? I clench my fist and go back to the kitchen I do the dishes as I wait for everyone to finish eating. I’m able to salvage the left overs and if I hide them in the fridge just right and wait until everyone goes to sleep I might be able to sneak me some dinner tonight.

Throughout the rest of the day I do my chores. In the laundry room I see a blanket with a stain on it as well as two pillows and a sheet in the trash. I wash them but even though the stains didn’t come out I know they are clean and I can use them as long as I sneak them out when everyone is asleep. Which is what I’ll do and I can hid the food I’m taking with me along with it.

I prepare dinner my stomach is growling with hunger as I cook. I can’t sneak a bite though the Former Luna b***h is nearby and she keeps looking at me as if I am doing something wrong. Mason’s mother could give the devil a run for his money. That’s how evil she is, a few days ago she came into the kitchen grabbed a skillet I was heating up for stakes and hit me with it. I don’t know what her problem was but she had no right to take it out on me. It took all day for the burns to heal.

I serve the pack one by one I see the little girl from lunch she has a bruise on her face. When I try to serve her, her mother shoves it on to the floor,

“After what she did at lunch today she gets nothing” the woman glares at me and I glare back as I pick up the food she ruined.

“Hurry up we are hungry.”

I ignore the wolf and go a little slower. When I finally get to him he slaps me across the face with a big smile on his. I know this one he likes to keep count of his victims. He also likes to r**e the human girls he kills for sport. He’s going to be among the first to die the day I leave.

“Do nothing” my wolf says “revenge will come later we need to be stronger first. Wait.”

My wolf is right I am not strong enough to take them all on myself, poison might even the odds but unless it’s a lethal dose it won’t keep them down for very long. I really hate these people. I hate them so f*****g much.

When I’m cleaning the dining room and doing my after dinner chores I take my time because if I’m going to sneak out any food I need everyone to be asleep or getting there. It’s not uncommon for me to be the last one to go to sleep. I also use the sink to bathe, I’m not supposed to but I’ve learned in the years I’ve been here and I know how to sneak around sometimes. Using the omega showers would draw too much attention.