Alfred
I have been staring at this paperwork for the longest time and for some reason, my mind has been wandering to Freda, the slave. Every part of me was fighting what I had left. The moral compass that hadn't stopped turning. All I could think of was how unlucky I was, to be gifted a human.
Anytime I held her with all of my strength, I thought of how fragile she was. How easily I could break her. I could. Right? I am the Alpha and I could but every time I snapped, something else took over. Like some divine shield protecting me from my actions. Protecting her from me.
The past clouded my thought, I tried to think of the problem. What have I done in the past that might have prompted this hatred from fate? From the moon? I thought of her skin and her faded smile that seemed to linger no matter how sad she could be. The rush of her blood, each time she bled. All of those little moments filled me as one of the guards walked in with that natural sharpness that he was trained with.
"Leon, if you do not have any important information for me, then I don't get why you are here."
He bent his head lowly, his hands folded at his back. "I'm sorry Alpha, you informed the group that you were going to install the new security protocols today. Especially the curfew."
"Don't you think I know that? I'm just trying to sort out this paperwork, if I leave them here no one would be able to do them. Or you can try if you want."
"I will come back later. Whenever you are ready." He left the room and the silence became even heavier. I sighed.
I needed to get approval from the council to begin the curfew. I wanted to do something right since everyone had the idea that I rule with an iron fist. Not that I cared anyways but it would be nice to get the protocols intact because I hate it when my rules get broken.
Rogues have been spotted around neighboring packs. These things kept recurring and it was pissing me off. It took a lot to hide that much rage and swallow it up as if nothing happened. I couldn't sit and watch anything happen.
There was a knock, again. I growled. I didn't have to sniff because I knew who it was.
"This better be good, Leon." He walked in confidently. I glared at him, I could feel the rage burning its way to the surface. He coughed, getting his stance into the conversation. He was careful. This is interesting. I smirked at him.
"You requested for Freda. She is in your room now."
Fuck.
I didn't show the disappointment I had in myself. I was here thinking about her seconds ago and I totally forgot that I requested her presence. I couldn't help the need to want to see her every minute. Then, the very thought of her being human disgusted me.
It is the bond, nothing more.
"Have you done what I asked of you?" He nodded. "Fine, I will be there shortly."
I finally completed the paperwork and made some calls to push the details of my decision to the council. The schedule on my phone notified me that I had a meeting with the board at the company. Just when I thought I had reduced the workload, it piled up even more.
I went downstairs, leaving the mansion. I ignored the staff that I came across on my way down. They were just as filthy as when they first started to work here. The security guards were scattered on the field and they composed themselves when they noticed me coming with Leon walking behind me.
"I'm not going to allow anything this flimsy to take any more of my time. I will just go straight to the point, I have dragged the issue of curfew on the pack for too long so there would be a curfew from 7:00 pm. This is mostly because of the rogues that were spotted around our borders. The other packs have also complained, so be watchful and do not miss your patrols. Every guard has to be accountable for themselves, or else you will be thrown in the dungeons."
I turned my back as soon as I made it clear to them. They knew better not to screw up because if one of the guards made a mistake, he wouldn't live long enough to tell what he saw down there.
I didn't wait for any questions because they had no right to ask. I have always made the decisions and all they had to do was adhere, without question.
I sank both hands into the depth of my pockets as I strolled to my room. I already had a picture of how I wanted the setup to be. I want to be able to look into her eyes and see her reaction. Although it may not be much, I could see how she changed but I was still very much conflicted. This…slave was keeping me on my toes, she was feisty and driving me crazy. No one has ever had that effect.
I was close to my bedroom and Leon was going to guard the door. He was walking with me as I gave him instructions.
"If anyone wants to come in, especially that little bug that follows her around, stop them. I do not want to be disturbed. If I am interrupted, you would pay for it by losing your tongue. "
He nodded. I stood at the door for a while, my hands balling into a fist in my pocket. I opened the door and saw her standing at the window, enjoying the view. She didn't budge or move an inch.
It was one of her mind games but I was watching her for a while. She stared at the horizons and all I wanted to know was what she was thinking. I gave Leon permission to send them in at that moment.
A few minutes later, the maids came in with a food cart. When they were done, they arranged everything as they should. "Get out," I said. They scurried away with their tiny feet out of my room. She still did not move, her hands were folded, still staring out the window. I stared at her from her head, down. She was neatly dressed. I knew Sophia tended to her, after the horror show that happened here.
"You should stop staring and have a seat,'' I said, taking a seat. I could hear her shallow breath and her body moved and had a nudge. She was hesitant but my patience was wearing thin. "Don't make me repeat myself. I heard you haven't eaten anything and I can't let you starve to death now, you are still my slave. I need to keep you alive, I won't give you the easy choice of death through starvation."
She finally moved and sat down opposite me. She was an empty vessel, a shell. She had nothing but hollow eyes staring at me blankly.
"Why?"
Freda There were a lot of things going through my mind as I stared at the knife on the table. A way out. I could put a tiny hole in my hands and bleed to death without him knowing or I could aggressively end his life. I have thought about it several times and it all ends the same way. I didn't think that I would see this as a window, thinking of my life before I met my doom here. I didn't think that I would have a reason to end things because I couldn't bear how this literal Alpha Male was treating me.It was more than what I could handle, so I shut myself out. I became blank, numb, and empty. I stared at his glowing eyes, he was enjoying my torture. The fact that I was slowly peeling my life away from the consciousness of my mind. He smirked as he spoke. "Why darling?""Why are you doing this to me? You can simply just kill me and save yourself the trouble. Since you don't want to let me go.""I told you, I'm not giving you an easy way out through death. If you want to kill yoursel
AlfredWhen I left the mansion, the image of her lingered in my mind for the longest time. Throughout the drive around the neighborhood, I thought of her slender skin on mine underneath the dress she was wearing. There was peace in staying in a dreamlike state, thinking about her all day but there was respect and fear when I cautioned her and made her tremble. I loved how fragile she was because it stroked the flames of my big ego. Then, I hated that she was fragile because of her being human. The thought of it made my skin crawl and her guts drove me crazy. I have watched Freda closely even before I took her under my wing. I knew her life before now, before me. I hated that humans were so oblivious to a lot of things and when they finally come across what they do not understand, they begin to fear the most. Fear steered a lot of things, violence, and misconception were other things. They discriminate on the inside and it made me sick. Those were the reasons why I would rather work
Alfred.I was more than pissed. I was frustrated because I had tried everything in the best possible way but I still could not find her. The last time she pulled this stunt, I caught her right away. I felt there was too much on my hands to begin with and now, I had to deal with some slave who couldn't stay still.I found it disrespectful that she disobeyed my orders. Does she not see that she belonged to me and no matter how hard I tried to place it, I couldn't have her with anyone else? I tried to picture her in the hands of someone else and I cringed most of the time. I was filled with rage as I thought of her wandering around. For a moment, I felt the fear creeping in but I sucked it up immediately. I masked it because it was the bond and I had no business with fear. Nothing is going to happen to her. I repeatedly told myself like a mantra that would take time to sink in. I allowed it to sink in until I believed it. Everyone was in complete jeopardy because it was what I planned.
FredaI knew I was in for a long night when I saw Alfred's eyes. It was dark and cold, fed from any pleasantries. I knew that I would be muddled up but I didn't think that it would be by him. I knew for a fact that I wandered far from the mansion where I was held captive. There was nothing more agonizing than knowing that you were going back to the same place where you were held captive. That sank you in your own fear, where torture was the new agenda. I felt like going back into the same house was like signing your own death contract. I looked at him with dread written over him. I had nothing but resignation, it was a lost cause and I knew better than to fight him on this. He was stronger than me on every level. I was still trying to figure out what kind of creature he was. Maybe I didn't want to accept the fact that he was not anywhere near human. That was the choice I was going with. Alfred's eyes went dark as I thought about what to say, that he might let me off the hook. Immedi
Freda"Freda." I heard a whisper from my sleep. It felt dreamy but I opened my eyes and saw Sophia standing there with a blanket. Her eyes were glossy, it was obvious that she was about to cry. I gazed at her and saw the sympathy that enveloped her face. She was the only thing closest to a friend that I had. Nothing more. She hurried to my side and hugged me."Ouch!" I gasped as she touched one of my wounds. The pain increased and I couldn't sleep well throughout the night. The night was pretty cold and the cold floor wasn't helping either. I kept wondering and it took me a while to adjust because I kept thinking of Alfred sneaking up on me and giving me another round of punishment. It was one thing to be punished for nothing and it was another thing to be punished when you actually did something wrong. "I'm sorry. We need to check those wounds, so they don't get infected. It would be hard to treat them." She helped me to my feet and wrapped me in a warm blanket. She saw the plate o
Alfred.Everything was not in the way I wanted it to be. To top it all, Kale was making his way to me, to the pack. It was as if, the last few months just didn't exist in his eyes. Kale being my beta, decided to go on a long holiday. He disappeared without actually saying why and now he decided to show up. I was so pissed thinking about it that I buried myself in paperwork till he arrived. Knowing Kale, he is probably close to the house before he lets anyone know that he was coming back home. Kale had always been the one keeping me in check, making sure we still have a pack and maybe my strictness didn't send anyone to their early grave. Unless they deserved it though. It was the loss of his parents that prompted his leave and I respected that. Then, I was totally not aware that he was going to take that long. Kale was more logical than most, the only problem was that he was all over my business. Most times, I'm naive as to where he always gets his information from. Leon walked in
FredaThe voices were becoming louder. I just couldn't close my eyes anymore because the pleas coming from the other room weren't something I wanted to hear any longer. I tried to stand up but the pain shot across my hips and it was unbearable as I tried even more. With little steps, I got to the door. I turned the knob and turned to the door where Alfred stood, dragging Madam Katie into that empty room. "What's going on?" I tried to ask. My voice was not coarse because I had a sore throat. The pain wasn't something I could swallow down, confusion was raining on me. There wasn't anything I could do because I didn't know what was going on. Alfred said what he wanted to say and stormed off with the other guy that kept staring at me in a strange way.The punishment was still on and he decided to take it out on Madam Katie. This is so absurd. I didn't know what to do that might help, I had a feeling that I might make things worse. I went close to the door and knocked. She was quiet beca
FredaMy wounds only began to heal little by little. I could walk around freely and stretch as I liked. I went about my business, I helped out in the kitchen and the cleaning of the house. Kale always made sure to come to visit me as soon as possible, it was something that he made a habit of. I enjoyed his company but I was scared that Alfred might make a fuss out of it.Recently, I moved out of the staff quarters because Alfred ordered that I stay in one of the rooms downstairs. The most important thing was that I loved my own room and anything aside from that, I wasn't interested in that. I saw this room as a fortress that keeps me hidden, especially when I do know how to handle all that is happening to me in this place. The nightmares that started happening to me ever since the night in the dungeons became worse. It was becoming more vivid by the day and it scared me. I have never had such scary dreams, it was like I was in a horror movie with no way of escaping. The pain increas