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Lovella  I woke up with the worst pain all over my side, everything hurt. 4.30am, I’m already running late, my body clearly needed the sleep. We’ve got so much extra work this week with Jakes party; decorations, food, cleaning, preparing the spare rooms for the other packs alphas/Luna’s and their beta/gammas, gosh the list goes on. On top of all that I have my final school exam tomorrow. I got to the kitchen to hear ‘Orphan I did some lunches for you, I can’t starve again, you’re welcome’ I politely said thank you while I panicked internally... She had done hers and all the other omegas including mine! If any of the first 160 find out ours are done before theirs.. I actually think I’ll be killed. There’s a rank here. There’s an order. 5.30am I’ve done 70 lunches but I can hear footsteps... why can I hear loud footsteps who's are they. O god please please don’t be Stacey.... Jake ‘Learning every job from top to bottom will make you a good alpha. You will see what each person goes through’ Goddess, I know my dad was right but I had no interest in actually doing the washing or cleaning. That’s for omegas. Plain and simple. We walked into the kitchen & there was a tiny skinny omega in the corner fretting and panicking. What on Earth was she so worried about. She was brunette with long hair, brown eyes and very petite. The smells of the kitchen were amazing, freshly baked cookies, omelettes, (that must have been my lunch), cheese, beef. Man it was amazing.  ‘Good morning, would you like any help preparing the lunches ma’lady’  ‘Alpha Richard that’s an extremely generous offer, but I’m sure you have more important things to get on with’ ‘Please it would be our pleasure’ I was surprised at how well the omega spoke. My father and her had general chat on and off while I just got on with the laborious task, she must have got up early because we were done in 20 minutes. Before we left I wanted a cookie, I’ll take it round with me while we do the next boring task.  ‘Excuse me miss where are the cookies’ ‘Sorry Alpha Jake, there are none, I can whip up a batch if you’d like’  ‘Errr...no, no worries.’ I’m so confused.... werewolves have an impeccable sense of smell.
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