Chapter 56 Do you have a problem?
Chapter 56: Do you have a problem?
Milo’s POV
His scent hit me like a speeding tuck, causing me to look up at the new person that just entered the room.
The familiar sharp cold feelings I had felt in the training ground ran through my body like an electric shock. I froze…
It's him! one of the four bullies.
The moment I saw his face. I remembered him. He was the leader of the four boys that I had met in the training ground. The one who had mentally attacked me with his wolf…
I remembered how I was chased by him and his friends. Their taunts and threats as he chased me through the dark tunnels.
My wolf stirred violently, rising to the surface without my consent.
Cornel? That was his name
I didn't realize the low growl that escaped through my throat, until master's body tensed, his hands clamped on my thighs, holding me from lunging at him.
I couldn’t stop myself, no matter how I screamed Lior’s name, he just wouldn't hear me.
Pain exploded though my fingers, as my claws pushed halfway through my fingers. My vision narrowed down to the smiling boy standing at my front.
I saw red
“Milo!!”
One word that rolled through my body like an electric spark, cutting through the haze of it all. That was all it took for lior my wolf to calm down.
“He is a friend, Milo. My new beta.” He said in a condescending tone, like he was demolishing a disobedient dog, while holding me tightly like I would jump out anytime soon.
my wolf whimpered, The storm finally cleared away from my mind, the pain from my fingers stopped. It took a moment before his words finally registered in my brain.
My face morphed into that of confusion.
New beta?...
The boy dropped the food on his hands, all the time, my eyes following his movement, as my wolf continued to growl slowly in silent warning. My jaw looked in a tensed grip.
Cornelius didn’t say anything, or pretended not too, but his cold disapproving eyes met mine.
And to my shock, My wolf stirred at the silent challenge between us.
When the master finally said “Out,” the beta obeyed immediately, giving a small bow. Before leaving the room, not before giving me a twisted look that could slice through metal.
I didn't flinch nor did I look away. I continued to bare my teeth at him, until the door closed behind him, leaving the room in a tense awkward silence.
“You okay?” Damon asked softly, his hands brushing against my bare skin snapped me out of my resentment.
I nodded.
But I know from the questioning look in his eyes, that he didn’t buy that.
“Do you know him?”
I froze.
“N…noo”
I answered, but even to my own ears it sounded weak and unconvincing.
“…It’s just my wolf,” I added. “He is…acting weird.”
A low chuckle rumbled through his chest. I could feel the vibrations of his laughter traveling through my own body.
It was quiet, amused, and almost fond.
And yet… I didn’t feel any happiness, instead, a hollow feeling formed inside me.
I didn’t know why I suddenly had this feeling like someone that committed the worst sin in the world. I didn’t know why I didn't want to tell master that I knew him.
Maybe it was the circumstances of our meeting…it made me feel weak, and I guess that was why my wolf had reacted. Right?
I clamped my mouth shut, burying the bile that was rising inside my throat.
“You look cute when you are territorial,” master said lightly, his tone in a joking way.
Territory?...I didn’t know I had said my thoughts aloud, until Master started to explain.
We werewolf, we are Territorial beings, and we derive joy in marking our properties and lands from foreign intruders. That's why we live in packs, the territory owned or marked by a group of wolves, mostly known as packs.” he explained, but I became even more confused.
I guess he saw my confusion as he continued to explain.
“Your wolf reaction is normal. It was just trying to mark its territory from someone it didn't recognise. Maybe that's why you did what you did.” He said, half focusing on the letter he was signing.
“so…so you are not angry with me?” I asked the question that has been burning inside me ever since.
Master shifted slightly away from.whatbhe was doing, looking down yo my face for a while.
“No milo, You are not in trouble” he said. And immediately my mood lifted, but a loud noise rumbled from me, stopping my mid air celebration.
But this time, it had come from my stomach.
My hands instinctively rushed to my stomach. My cheeks literally felt like it was set on fire. As I glanced at the delicious looking food that was placed on the table.
“eat before your stomach growls louder than you.”
I blushed even more, I knew that my cheeks would be the colour of a red tomato by now.
I stared at the silver tray on the table that contained lots of food . Meat, and the fresh bread I was sure was just fresh from the oven.
Even some sliced fruits were placed at one corner of the tray
My mouth watered, this was real food, meant for kings, it was not the normal pale blackened bread, with half a cup of milk. I have almost grown accustomed.
“Should I… um,” I looked up, confused, awkward, “eat it… here?”
I regretted asking immediately.
My cheeks burned, at how personal and ridiculous I sounded.
But Master didn’t say anything, he leaned back on his recliner, the corner of his mouth twitching in sheer amusement.
Of course he wanted me to eat here, Why else would his hands still hold my thighs like it was his anchor?
A loud yelp escaped my throat, as Master lifted me up. Readjusting me to face to table, where the food sat in all its glory.
He leaned closer his hot breath fanning the base of my neck. “yes, pet. I want you to eat on my laps. Do you have a problem with that.”
I whimpered.