6 Chapter 2 FLOWERS

The aftermath of breakfast is always the worst thing I have yet to get used to in the past seven months.

Cleaning up all the dirty dishes and tables purposely left behind by those who used it, like proper etiquette wasn't taught to them when they were children.

It's been so long now, watching me suffer to clean after them still brings a laugh to them like it did in the beginning.

Though it makes me wonder if I was the same as them, leaving my mess behind for others to pick up after me like an infant who can't properly care for themselves.

The cleanup job is very tedious work, but nonetheless that job has to get done and when the job is done, I head to the place I've been stationing myself after every chore in my spare time, the library, but not before going to the garden for my everyday sessions I scheduled for myself.

Though today is Monday, I will not only go to the garden for some therapy but to pick some fresh flowers as well to replace the old.

I enjoyed the library when I first went, but when I figured to myself of what it can teach me or show me like the garden, I've been pit stopping here like every chance I get in the past seven months.

Not without reason though, I need to see if I can find something, anything about the Imprint and what it means and hopefully how to break it.

It's getting harder for me though by each passing day being this way, being Human.

One of the main things that I have to worry about is sickness. Don't get me wrong, anybody can die at any moment, but I never had to worry about sickness.

To die from sickness is unthinkable. I've never had to worry about that ever in my life. Being one of them is so hate worthy, yet I tell myself sooner or later that I have to accept it right, I thought I wasn't but I know that I am in denial, deep down I know but I just can't give up who I am and what I know myself to be and that is a Werewolf.

Soon, I know that I can't just say them, because they are me. I am one of them but when will I accept it, being one of them?

I journey to the library now, after leaving the garden with the flowers in my hand but to make another stop, Lucians office.

The Alpha King, with three offices in total, comes here to his second one on Mondays to escape that crazy beginning of the week on the third floor where his main office is.

Granted the pack house is six stories tall, well the main building not talking about the buildings conjoined and that are hidden by magic, that can take you to a whole other place like the garden.

At first it was nerve wrecking to come see Lucian every Monday to do my chore, even though the time spent will be brief and quiet it still can make me pass out in a bundle of nerves.

He is not the easiest person, a very stoic man, but I found my way around that though no problem and I don't mind it, coming here all the time even stopping by now all the time instead of Mondays.

Not to clean though just to exchange the flowers and maybe small talk. Why? Because now I don't mind seeing him, it makes me happy and I know that's very bad for the bond that I have with him.

I thought that with my wolf dead, the bond will be, well dead as well, considering mates are tied mostly with that of our inner animals because they mate for life.

Now I'm just feeding into the bond, with the feeling it gives as I get to see him, be in the same room as him and it's bad.

When it comes to those of higher power, of any supernatural species, in respect of entering the room who must knock first and wait for permission, but not me I just walk right on in something I did since the very beginning.

He doesn't get mad about it like he would to someone else since Alpha's are very territorial over their spaces, they call their own an invitation is a must, permission is a must but I don't know why he didn't snap on me when I did it.

When I barged in the very first time without thinking, being late and nervous, not a good combination, I thought he was going to have my head on a platter, but he didn't.

When I left the flowers the first time it was by accident when I left them in the vase he had, and freaked out. When I went back the next day to remove them when I remembered that I left them he had them in the center of the small coffee table he had in the corner of the office to be seen and be vibrant.

Because of that I left them there and the following day I added more till it was a small banquet of them and it's been a thing now.

I honestly think he thinks it's part of what I need to do every day.

"You're earlier than usual" he voiced as I walked through the door of his office, him as always sitting behind his desk in nothing but a T-shirt and jeans like a nice relaxed Friday in the office, but for a Monday.

He is right though, my garden session was a quick one today, and they are not always like that either. Probably why he said I'm early sometimes I'm either super late or on time.

Though since he knows I do garden sessions he doesn't mind and it doesn't allow me to get in trouble for maybe being behind in my other duties if I am late due to being in the garden, he says it shouldn't be a problem to fix one's mind for peace.

When he said that I saw cloudiness in his eyes, frustration, an inner battle to make me think he should have garden sessions himself.

Though there are things some people just can't face and with him I believe everyone knows which one thing that is for him, I asked once how come he doesn't enter when the spell releases the barrier for him to when I saw it when he passes by the door once.

That person I asked responded with 'think about it, he once was just a Werewolf and now he's a Hybrid, that day he returns a different species let alone man, would you enter the garden'

"I hope that's okay Lucie" was my response.

Lucie, a nickname I had given him long ago in my head but one day voiced my thoughts out loud and spoke it to him like we've been friends for years, totally by mistake.

Not speaking to him and giving him his proper title of an Alpha King like all others do. It's a very high sign of disrespect, to not give the proper title when speaking to someone of a higher rank than that of yourself.

Though he smiled a little when I said it probably by the color that drained from my face when I did, scared out of my mind. To him he just might've thought it was just another young girl with a crush on me and spoke out before she thought.

If that thought has passed through his head, he isn't wrong about it, I do have a crush on him, since before I knew about the bond I had formed when I first saw him when I was twelve my night and shining armor.

Granted I would ever say such a nickname in front of his mates, then I'll really be dead.

Mates are very jealous of any person having such a small sort of different relationship to that who they are mated with and if they don't deem it strictly platonic, they get very upset which could lead to battles that can lead to death.

"It's not a problem Eleanor," he tells me as I switched out the old flowers for the new ones.

Once I've completed that I do my small cleaning routine but glancing around just like usually nothing to clean, its fucking spotless in here, I leave.

On any other day besides Mondays, I just replace the flowers and go but today I didn't leave. I turned to fully face his desk and walked towards it.

Not hearing me leave the office and my shadow casted above him by the light he looked up from his work to set his gaze upon me.

"Is there something that you needed Eleanor?" he asked me, his gaze strong and firm, his beautiful golden red eyes looking deep into my own eyes.

Hopefully he's not seeing me screaming on the inside in excitement speaking to him outside of our normal five-to-ten-word conversation.

"I was wondering if I could stay here for a while. Maybe?" I spoke out in nervousness.

"What could you possibly do here for a little while?" he questioned me with the tilt of his head.

That is a valid question, one that I didn't have an answer to until I saw the small bookshelf placed in the corner of the office.

'That must be new' I thought to myself and smiled at it while it was placed in the corner, on the opposite side of the office like that of the small coffee table with a little couch to accompany it, so he must like to read. Or is it just decoration?

"Read" nodding in the direction of the book shelf in the office, he looked towards it as well just for a moment before looking back at me.

Seeing me with a smile on my face in hope he'll say yes.

"You can't read in the library because?" Another valid question he spoke out to me in response and my smile slowly left my face in return because he does have a valid point.

"Right," I said to him, "I'll head out now, sorry for the bother Lucie" I backed up from his desk getting ready to turn on my heel and leave his office.

"Tomorrow" he spoke out loud to me, I stopped in my mid rotation and returned back to his gaze with a bubbling feeling inside of me until it got sucked away when I realized that tomorrow is Tuesday.

"I cannot, I have a full cleaning day tomorrow" I declined sadly as he just looked at me with a blank face.

He should have known I was busy since I do come every day but not every day like Tuesday, though considering he is not in this particular office everyday mostly on days that he wants true peace or to escape really.

"My office Eleanor, tomorrow on the third floor" he says sternly.

"Okay, tomorrow, but what will I do Lucie?" I asked him in question.

He looked at me with a squint of his eyes like he was contemplating on what to tell me and with the sigh of his lips and the opening of his mouth I guess he made up his mind, "papers, you can help me out with paperwork."

"Tomorrow, third floor office to help with paperwork" I retorted back in confirmation and made my way towards the door.

I don't know what may have gotten him in a mood to ask for my help tomorrow and I won't dare to question it either.

Tomorrow will be a glorious day for me, a day outside of my bland life that I have been living in for the past seven months, is something I cannot wait for.

Though it confirms that I'm giving into the feeling of this bond way too much, it's not good at all for it will not lead anywhere with a mated man.