Chapter 6 – Nice? What Is It?

Chapter 6 – Nice? What Is It?

It was almost one in the afternoon when I remembered to eat. I put down the book the Alpha lend to me and walked to the bedside table, and opened the drawer and took out the lunch box with spoon and fork, and walked back to the footboard of the bed and sat on the carpeted floor where I was seated earlier. I am not used to using these fancy and looking comfortable furniture inside this room, I am still used to what I was given when I was growing up, the floor to sit and sleep on, the old and worn out clothes that were passed down from my sisters, and well, just being alone.

For the past hours I just stayed inside my room as ordered by the Alpha, and I did not dare to disobey him again coz it seem like his patience towards me was getting thin already.

I opened the lunch box and started to eat while my other hand was on the book on the ground, holding the pages to keep it open as I read and eat at the same time. It was just silence in the room, but I like it, and I am used to it already.

I was already half on my food when the door suddenly bursts open which startled me and made me turn my head to it.

And it was the Alpha who roamed his eyes in the room until they landed on me who was on the ground, eyes wide, with unchewed food inside my mouth and was bulging on my cheek, the spoon on the mid air and the book on the other hand.

I quickly then chewed the food in my mouth and gulped it down, forcing it on my throat before I quickly stood up and faced him properly.

“A-alpha. Do you h-have an o-order for me?” I uttered and held the spoon on my hand which I forgot to put it down.

His eyes then went on the spoon on my hand and then to the lunch box on the floor and to the book.

“What are you doing?” he asked again, and I do not know why but he sounded so pissed. Was it my fault? Did I miss something? Have I committed another mistake?

Oh, I am caught again, sneaking food and leftovers… no… stealing food that I should not have.

“I-I… umm… I am sorry, I a-am eating l-lunch Alpha… and reading the book you lend me.” I replied and glanced at my things below me.

And I quickly added, another apology for the food I stole.

“A-and, I am s-sorry. I am sorry Alpha, for s-stealing some of the foods I had this morning. I… I… I will not do it again. I swear. Promise, I am not going to steal food from the pack again. I am sorry. Please forgive me, just this once, it is not going to happen again.” I uttered meekly, as my voice cracked in fear and I blinked repeatedly to stop the tears threatening to fall.

I looked down on my feet, scared of looking at him and seeing his anger.

“You are right, it is not going to happen again.” he uttered and I gulped as I waited for him to punish me for such a crime I have committed.

He walked towards me and when he was close enough and moved his hand in the air towards my face. I closed my eyes tightly, and prepared for a slap or a pull on my hair.

Just like how they always did to me for the past years.

But then I suddenly felt a hand on my chin which made me jot back in surprise. I opened my eyes and looked met the Alpha’s stunning brown orbs, gazing onto my gray dull ones.

“Why are you so scared?” he asked and I was not able to tell the answer to it.

“Why do you apologize so much when you have done nothing wrong?”

“I-I… I stole some leftovers and food f-from the p-pack. I am sorry, Alpha.”

“No, you did not. Now… come down and eat properly, and not the leftovers, yes?” the Alpha uttered softly and I nodded.

Then he straightened his stand and placed his hand on top of my head.

“They will deliver later your footwears.” He said and then looked at my feet.

“Does it still hurt?” he asked, referring to my sprained ankle, and I shook my head even though it still does.

“I will call the pack doctor to look at it later when he arrives from work.”

“N-no… I am fine, Alpha. It is alright. It will heal soon.” I replied.

“Take the lunch box and come down to eat at the dining” he instructed, ignoring my statement.

“O-okay Alpha.”

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When I woke up, I remained inside my room just like the past four days, and I only go down when I either the Alpha or someone would call for me to go down and eat already.

After I am done showering and doing my morning routines, I waited again, for someone to call me, and then the door swung open. I was surprised at how early it is that someone was coming, it was still 5:30 AM and usually they call me for breakfast at or before 8 AM.

I always wake up early, around 4 AM, it has already became a habit due to the works I had to do in the past years before the sun breaks.

“Good, you are awake.” The Alpha uttered.

“I always wake up at around 4 AM, Alpha. So if you have orders for me in the early morning you can just tell me.” I uttered and stood up from the floor.

“Come outside, and put on a pair of running shoes.” The Alpha said as he scanned my outfit. I was just wearing pants and tee shirt with my french braid hair

I put down the book I was reading and I immediately went to my wardrobe and put on a pair of running shoes they had bought for me.

And then when he saw that I am done, he turned around and walked out of the door, so I followed him.

I did not ask any question, and just walked behind him descending the stairs. This is the first time that I was asked to be out and not because of meals.

And when we reached the opening of the pack house, I roamed my eyes at the vast open ground with green grasses which I just looked over the window of my room for the past few days.

“Can you run now?” the Alpha asked and I looked up at him since he was so close and was so much taller than me.

“Y-yes, Alpha. Do you need me to go run some errands?” I asked.

“No. You will go for a run with me.” he said and I tilted my head at him in confusion.

“Huh?”

“I said, have a run with me. Do you not understand that?”

“I-I… I understand Alpha.” I said and then he started to stretch her body and limbs.

“Follow what I do so your body would not get too sore when we are done.” He uttered.

Hesitantly, I watched him first and did what he was doing, stretching and warming up. Even though I was puzzled at what I was doing, I mean, what we were doing, I still followed him.

I can say, he is a weird one. Why is he not making me do the chores? And hitting me? why does he often hold the top of my head yet he does not pull my hair? He touches my chin too but why does his grip does not hurt? Why does his palm does not strikingly collides with my cheek?

And why does every time he was close to me, I would always feel different? I do not understand. And why were some of the people I see in this pack house would smile at me and not scowl at my presence?

Was that what they call in life as ‘nice’?

Are they nice people?

I do not know for I have never seen a nice people before and what they do. But in books, there are some characters that they call nice.

When the Alpha was done, he then jogged away and so I followed from behind.