Chapter 13
Chapter 13
“Uh! How the hell is this so
much better? Dusting?
DUSTING! How is this
better?”
Molly–who has been leading me to the billiard room–because apparently, the pack house has a billiard room–finally stops in front of double doors. Everyone else got better and real jobs
than this.
“You will start here. Dust
everything especially things
that are on the wall and
shelves. Then continue to
the other rooms in this
hallway. Don’t break
anything.” she says.
“That’s it?”
“Yeah.” She turns around and
leaves.
I look at the duster in my
hands.
“This is so stupid,” I mutter. “At least out in the gardens,
my work mattered. It
benefits the pack. This…this is stupid work.
“So you don’t like it?”
squeeze my eyes close and sigh before turning around and facing Colt whose voice I recognize.
“I haven’t even started but
no, I don’t think I like it.” I
tell him.
He has his hands in his
pocket while looking at me.
“Give it a chance. This will
benefit many. Some people are stuck doing jobs they don’t like and I want to
change that.” He says which
surprises me.
“You…want to change
things?”
He nods. “This pack is
divided and I think it’s the
reason we can’t move
forward. If we want to defeat
the Dark Fang Pack one day, we need to change things
here.”
“…People say that our pack and the Dark Fang pack are similar and that is why we
are both feared.”
“No. In no way has my father been running this pack right but it does not compare. Our pack is feared because we
have been fighting them for
so long and have been able
to match them in battle but
the way we run or pack is completely different. Trust me…” He stops talking and
looks distant as if he is
remembering things.
“Well if you want the pack to unite, you can start by how the Omegas are treated.
Most of us don’t feel like we
are part of the pack.” I tell
him.
That gets him out of that
sudden freeze.
“Exactly!” He says. “That’s
why I want to integrate them
with the Gammas and the
Betas but it has to be one
foot at a time. I don’t want to
do things like my father has. I am by no means a
reasonable or better man but
I want the pack to feel like a pack should. I want them to follow me out of loyalty and
not fear.”
I stare at him at this moment
with admiration. He wants to do things differently and I really hope he can.
I nod. “I get it now. So you need to start slowly…but-” I stop, looking at the duster,
and then mutter. “I still don’t
like this stupid job.”
I don’t know why I forget
that this man is the next to
be Alpha and I keep talking as if I am familiar with him.
“Mh, I have another job that you might be more
interested in.” His eyes roam
my b*dy. “But it requires
you to be on your knees.”
“My knees?” I don’t know
why I am so stupid that at first, it doesn’t register what he is insinuating. I might be a virgin but I am not an idiot. I know things–mostly
thanks to Lauren–but for
some reason, I feel dumb
when I am with him.
I narrow my eyes at him when the thought invades
my mind.
He smiles, winks, and
whispers. “Just a fun thought.”
I can’t say anything
because…well…what the hell
am I supposed to say to that?
Yes, please? The thought of those words comes from my
intrusive thoughts. I almost bite my l*ps in fear that I will
say them.
AH! What am I thinking?! Yesterday I was trying to convince myself to not like the guy but how couldn’t I?
As I am fighting my mind, his arm goes past me and he opens the double doors that are behind me. He walks past me and his big b*dy covers
the room from my view as
he goes in until he moves to
the side where there is a
small liquor bar.
There is a big billiard table in the middle of the room, a
bar to the right side wall, and
tables with chairs on the left
side wall.
I had never seen this room
before. What really gets my attention though are the
people in here. All three of Colt’s brothers–including
Ezra–and also his sister.
Ezra–who was bending down over the billiard table
ready to hit one of the
balls- now straightens up
and stares at me with wide
eyes.
“There he is. Time to
celebrate.” Kaecy says.
“Celebrate? Is that why you
all called me here?” Colt
holds the glass that is now full of alcohol and sips on it.
“We needed our own
reunion away from Mom
and Dad. We wanted to
celebrate that you are back
and play like old times.”
Kaecy says.
Bryn now notices me as I walk in. “What are you doing here?”
I lift the duster up. “Dusting.” I purposely put on an
unhappy face and glance at
Colt who smiles at me.
I immediately go to the wall
where there are shelves with
placks and trophies.
This doesn’t even look like it
needs dusting but I have to act like I am doing
something. So I start dusting.
“I can’t believe it, man. To
think that you are back.” Kaecy pats Colt’s shoulder. “I thought…I had accepted that you were gone…” He almost
chokes on his words.
Kaecy has always been one who followed and admired
his older brother. He took it
hard when they all thought
Colt had died.
“But now you are back like
old times!”
Colt just stares at him while Kaecy continues to pat his
shoulder.
I personally don’t think it’s
like old times. I can see now that Colt has really changed. He is a different person.
“How did you find yourself back here? And why now?” Ezra asks giving his attention to the pool table and the
billiard balls.
“I thought you guys wanted to celebrate, not interrogate
me.”
“Of course!” Kaecy says.
“This is to celebrate. He
already had this
conversation with Dad. I am
sure he is tired of it.”
“Yeah…I guess.” Ezra mutters.
“You don’t sound too excited
to have me here.” Colt says.
“Not at all. It is a miracle to
have you back.” Ezra replies.
“Well, my friends are excited to see you.” Bryn says to Colt. “You remember Stacy my
best friend?”
Colt nods.
“Well, she’s always been fond of you. She’s very excited that you are back.”
Colt looks out of the window
and looks really bored with
this topic now. Almost looks
like he is irritated.
“I mean now that you don’t have a mate, you will be choosing one, right?” She
says.
“Geez Bryn. The man just got back. Let him be with this whole mate thing.”
Kacey says.
“Yeah, you sound as pushy as
mom.” Miles–Bryn’s
twin–mutters. He has been
quiet playing with Ezra at
the billiard table.
“Besides, I am sure your
friend has a mate
somewhere.” Ezra finally
talks.
“You know, wouldn’t it be
best for us to choose who we
want as our mates?” Bryn
starts to say. “I mean, what if I get settled with one of
those lowly Omegas? Do you know how embarrassing that
would be? Uh! I rather die.”
“Your mate is goddess–given.” Colt suddenly say.
“Betraying a good mate is the
most disgusting thing you
could ever do no matter
their status.”
At first, I thought that he was talking about Ezra but when
I look at him, he seems
distant again. As if his mind
is somewhere else but there
is anger in his expression.
He looks at Bryn. “You are a
child, Bryn. You have clearly not experienced anything
about the real world.”
The room grows silent. The
air has shifted and it seems that winter has come early because this place seems cold
now.
I have not seen him like this.
He has been different with
1. me. Not once has he been
this cold towards me. This is
a side to him that I had not NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.
seen but he seems much
more mature than anyone in this room right now.
No one says a thing and the
silence is a killer. I decide
not to do the rest of the
room and act like I finished,
quickly scurrying out of the
freezing room.
I make my way to the next
room and continue my duties while still thinking
about their conversation.
I am glad Colt said what he said but he looked so pissed. Clearly, his sister’s comment had an impact on him and it had nothing to do with me
and Ezra.
Damnit! This is a creepy damn room!
I stand on a small step later dusting a room with dead
animal busts everywhere. Taxidermy. Deers, hogs,
bulls! Why kill all these animals just to display them?
I stare into the dead deer’s
eyes which I am sure are fake
eyes because I mean, I
assume eyes can’t be
preserved.
Mh…or maybe they died of
natural causes? I know
nothing of this so my
thoughts are now consumed
by these questions.
“What are you doing, Angel?”
Colt’s voice comes from
behind me.
I am startled by the way he
talks to me and what he calls
1. me. I slowly turn my head
and squint at him.
He chuckles.
I think he likes it when I do
that. I am pretty sure he finds my reaction amusing.
“I am still dusting because this house has never–ending insignificant crap
everywhere.”
He laughs and I am taken by surprise. It is a hearty loud laugh.
“Yeah…laugh it up.” I whisper
turning back to the dusting.
“I’ll be damn if I have to do
this every day…”
I am suddenly pulled back
and picked up like a princess.
“What are you doing?!” I
shout in his arms.
“Take a break. I think you
need one.”
He walks us over to a table
and sits me on a chair. He
then goes to the side where
there is a cabinet and takes
out two glasses and a bottle
of what I can only assume is
an alcoholic beverage.
He walks over to the table
and places the glasses in front of me then proceeds to fill them up halfway.
He pushes one of the glasses with a yellowish substance in
it toward me and then sits on
the chair in front of me
taking his drink. He stares at
me while he waits for me to
take mine.
I get close to my drink and
smell it. This makes him
smile.
“What is it?” I ask.
“Tequila.”
I have never tried this. James
doesn’t know it but I have
taken a few of his drinks
from his hiding spot without
him knowing but never this
one.
I take the glass and slowly take a big sip. My eyes almost bulge out of my eye
sockets.
Mother f**ker did not warn
me!
I gasp at the same time I feel my throat burning and the
drink makes its way down to
my lungs instead of my stomach. I start coughing
and some even comes out of
my nose.
He pats my back as he hands me a napkin from the table.
“Shit. That was bad.” he
mutters.
I want to punch him so badly
right now.
After a minute or two of
nonstop coughing, I finally
begin to calm down.
He moves my drink away. “This is not for you.”
“On that, we agree.” I say
trying not to look at him.
“So you don’t drink?”
“Not often.” I say now sitting straight.
He nods.
I get the courage to glance at him and see him staring at my l*ps.
Oh boy…