Chapter 3

Scarlet's POV

I started with cleaning the hallways this morning. I didn't want to have any awkward encounters with the Alpha and his friends. I was sure they were still sleeping.

It was still very early so most of the pack members were sleeping except for those on patrol. 

I was done with the first floor, so I navigated my way through the house and started heading to the second floor.

As I was about to take the first step, I heard Sharon call me. 

I froze. 

"Why is she even awake by this time?" I wondered in my mind 

"Are you deaf?" She almost yelled.

"No, I'm sorry." 

"Make me some ramen noodles and put pickle juice right beside it. Then make my iced coffee with whipping cream. Once you are done, bring it to my room." She ordered.

Then she left me and started climbing up the stairs. 

"I'm sorry, but I can't do that. The Alpha said…."

The next thing I knew was that she was coming to me with anger, ready to give me the biggest talk of my life. 

"How dare you question my order?" She screamed. 

I don't think I said this earlier, but Sharon is pregnant and has crazy mood swings.

With the rate at which she was shouting the whole pack could wake up.

I couldn't afford to have any more drama, so I apologized and started making her food. 

Within twenty-five minutes the food was ready. I made it very quickly because if any of the omegas on duty caught me in the kitchen, I could be in trouble. 

I left the kitchen hastily with the food well-balanced on a tray. When I got to the front of the beta's room, I knocked.

Two minutes later the door was opened and I came face to face with the beta. 

"Uhh, your mate asked me to make this for her," I said as I raised the food tray a little.

"Is that coffee?" He queried. 

"Yes, she asked me to make it," I told him.

"And why would you make it? Didn't you know pregnant women aren't supposed to take too much of it? She had two cups an hour ago."

"Hey! How am I supposed to know that she already had two cups earlier?" I thought in my mind. I was beginning to get irritated.

Suddenly, I felt cold liquid hit my face and I heard the glass cup shatter at my feet. The food tray was snatched from my hand and he shut the door in my face. 

What the heck???

I brought my hand to my face and wiped the coffee off. Suddenly my hands started shaking and it only happened whenever I was very angry.

I took deep breaths to calm myself. When I became calm, I went back to cleaning the hallways. 

Most pack members were already awake and there were movements in the hallways.

With people moving around, I had to stop cleaning. I don't want them stepping on what I just cleaned.

Within twenty minutes, things were back to normal. Most people were already at their duty posts.

Some were already at the training ground, some in the kitchen, some in the medical wing attending to people and so many more.

This was the best time for me to finish my work because almost everyone would be out. Since breakfast is by 8:30. 

So I cleaned all the hallways and headed to the gamma's room. I wanted to start with his room because I don't want to have any encounters with Sharon yet. 

I got to the front of the gamma's door and opened it. Tyler was yet to find his mate so I don't think there should be much to clean. 

As I stepped into his room, I noticed everything was clean. His bed was properly laid and most of his things seemed to be in order. 

"Now this is the kind of room I would love to clean every day." I thought to myself. 

I went to his closet and realized he had some dirty clothes. So I picked up the clothes and headed to the laundry. I put the clothes in the machine and timed them.

I went back to the room and cleaned all the necessary things. When I was done, I went back to get his clothes. I folded them neatly and kept them in his closet.

The next room I decided to clean was the Alpha. I entered and looked around.

Dirty clothes were lying around and his shoes were dumped not too far from the door. 

So I picked up the clothes and took them to the laundry. I went back to his room, cleaned the shoes, and arranged them in his closet. I cleaned the entire room and went to the laundry to get his clothes. 

Most of his clothes were already ironed. So, I only ironed the clothes I just washed. 

I was pretty proud of my work when I was done. 

The last room left was the beta's room. I sighed as I started walking to the door. 

I got to the front of the door and stared at it wishing it could just disappear. I knocked on the door to be sure that nobody was inside. 

I waited for five minutes just to be sure. When I decided to open the door, suddenly it was flung open and there stood Sharon.

"What do you want?" She was annoyed that I disturbed her sleep. Her hair was everywhere and the frown on her face was enough for me to start talking.

"The Alpha asked me to clean the rooms on this floor."

She looked at me surprised but opened the door wider for me to step in. 

"Very well then, as you can see that there's a lot of work to do. Get to work and don't break anything. I'll be on the bed sleeping. Don't make any noise and don't break anything." She ordered.

I looked around the room and wondered how she and Liam were able to sleep comfortably. 

Everything was everywhere. The walk-in closet was very scattered. Shoes, clothes, and bags were lying around. There were also leftover pizzas, juice cans, and Oreos. 

I got to work and started cleaning.

It took a while before I was able to finish and when I was done Sharon was still sleeping.

I left the room quickly because I didn't want to be there when she woke up. She could have another mood swing and I was not really for her craziness. 

I descended the stairs and went to the kitchen. My next task today was to feed the rogues in the cells. Hopefully, things go well.

As I stepped into the kitchen, all eyes turned to me. I ignored them and went straight to the head cook.

You see, before I started cooking in the kitchen there was a head cook. But I guess she is not happy about getting her role back seeing the anger written on her face. 

"Why are you here mutt?* she asked.

"The Alpha asked me to collect food for the rogues," I answered her, looking down and staring at my worn-out sandals.

Suddenly, everyone started laughing. 

"Very well then, their food is on the counter behind you." She said with an evil smile. 

"Why are these clowns laughing?" I thought to myself.

I went to the counter and looked at the food. It was very small. It was just something to make them stay alive. 

I picked up the food, placed it on a tray, and went to the basement. I descended the stairs and opened the door. 

I started distributing the food. I passed it under the door. I noticed the rogues rush to pick it.

It was mainly meat. So it should help. As I got to the door opposite my cell. I noticed that the rogue was in its usual place. It stayed in the darkness. 

Suddenly, golden eyes appeared in the dark and stared back at me. Though I got used to the eyes staring at me whenever I was brought to my cell, this was different.

I couldn't move and I kept staring back. I heard movement in the cell and I knew the rogue was trying to come closer. 

When he came out to the light, he was in his human form. He still held his gaze and I still couldn't move. 

I shook my head and bent down to pass his food under the cell door. 

The tension in the air was thick because his gaze was so intense. 

I served the remaining wolves and left the basement.

Since everything went well I wondered why everyone was laughing when I said I was assigned to feed the rogues. Did they think something would happen?

As I stepped out of the pack house, I noticed it was still evening. My stomach started making noise and I remembered I haven't eaten anything today. 

So I decided to go to the garden to see if I could get any fruit to eat. I walked slowly, enjoying the evening breeze. This was one of the times when I cleared my head. 

I sat down under a tree thinking about my mom. She does not stay in the pack house because the whole pack felt that she didn't deserve to.

For a long time, my family has been seen as cursed. Even before I got to find my mate nobody wanted to have anything to do with me. 

My mom was all I got. Dad died when I was five years old. Mom was sick and I had to hunt every day to get what we would eat.

We could not have normal meals so the meat was all we ate.

Most times when I go hunting, I wasn't always lucky because my wolf was small.

On those kinds of days, I would kill small animals and bring them home. That was how we lived and sustained ourselves. 

I wonder how she's surviving now. 

My mind wandered to my wolf. She hasn't spoken to me in a year now. It was after a severe punishment I got from Adam, my mate.

She begged me to run away but I tried explaining to her why I couldn't. Since then she stopped talking to me. I guess she's mad at me. 

I feel so lonely.

I stood up and went to pluck some fruits to eat. They don't satisfy me, but they sustain me. 

I went back to my room and retired for the night.