Chapter 4

Veronica’s POV

The sun shone through my window, and tiredness was unable to take me to dreamland. Making my way to my feet I made my way downstairs, searching for the kitchen. After a few minutes of searching, I finally found it. Opening the fridge, I saw the luxury of food displayed. With a deep breath, I grabbed some of the food and started making breakfast. I needed to show the Alpha that I was not a useless mutt.

The smell of bacon and eggs filled the kitchen air, as the music echoed. I danced as I made food. As I turned around to place the pan of bacon on the table I was startled when I saw Logan standing behind me. The pan dropped to the ground and the bacon and its oils splattered all over the floor. Some even fell onto my skin, giving me burn wounds.

“Shit! Are you all right?”

“I’m-“ I bend down to quickly clean up the mess that I had made. But, sadly my eyes started to get watery.

“Hey.”

“I’m so sorry Alpha. I promise to clean the mess.”

“Hey! Stop!” He grabbed my hands holding them in his. I kept my gaze on the floor, looking at the bacon. “Little one, look at me.” I shook my head, unable to face him. I didn’t want him to see the tears that filled my eyes. “Hey. Please. Look at me.”

I slowly looked up and our eyes met, “I’m really sorry. Please don’t punish me.”

“Punish you? Why would…” He turned silent then let out a sigh. He then helped me to my feet.

“What happened? Is everything alright?” Henry came rushing into the kitchen.

“Everything is fine. Just hand me the first aid kit and please clean this up.”

“Of course Sir.” He grabbed the first aid and handed it to Logan. Logan then led me out of the kitchen to my room.

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Logan gestured for me to sit on the bed, and then he started treating the small oil burns. My eyes were fixed on his silky smooth black hair. He was so soft and tender with me. With every pat of the cotton ball, I didn’t feel any pain. A small smile appeared on my face, then he stopped and my smile quickly vanished.

“There. All patched up.” He looked up and our eyes met only for a second. I turned my attention away and didn’t say a word. “I was wondering if you would want to go to town. Maybe buy yourself something else to wear?” He said while making his way to his feet.

I shook my head in disagreement. I didn’t want him to send any money on me. I didn’t deserve to have anything new, what to say about new clothes.

“Why not? Wouldn’t you want someone that is not your working clothes to wear?”

“No.” I said blankly. His eyes widened by my response, “I mean, um… No, thank you.”

“Mm. If you wish. Then I will let you be.” He turned around but stopped in the doorway, “You know I’m not how everyone says I am. I want you to feel safe and protected.”

I wanted to believe his words but I couldn’t. His reputation has been around for years, he has never been kind to anyone. Why would he want to be towards me? How he is acting doesn’t make any sense. I can’t let my guard down, I can’t be how I was when I was back home. Believing every word that has been said to me. No one will ever treat me with kindness, I was a useless mutt.

Before I could stop it, a tear rolled down my cheek. He stepped closer, but I moved back on my bed away from him, “Little one, I…” I quickly wiped the tear away then rushed to the bathroom and closed the door.

Curling into a little ball on the bathroom floor, I couldn’t contain my tears anymore. As I wiped away more came pouring out. My nose started to get stuffed and it got difficult to breathe. Then I reached for the toilet paper but was startled by the knock on the door.

“Veronica. Open the door.” I placed my hand over my mouth so that he couldn’t hear me crying. “Please. Please just open the door. If it was something I said, I’m sorry.”

I gathered the courage to speak, “Please just leave me alone!”

“But-“

“Please!” Then my words turned to whispers, “Just leave.”