CHAPTER TWO

The pureblood was signing some papers when someone knocked on his study room door. "Alpha, the breakfast is ready." Havoc just looked at one of their pack members before nodding his head. And when he thought that the man was already going to leave, he spoke again.

"A-ahm sir, it's been 48 hours since the omega was sent to the b-basement. Are we allowed to g-give her food?" The pureblood’s eyes darkened the same with his aura. His scent was turning sour and that made the man flinch a little because of fear and suffocation.

"What do you mean, give her food?" he sternly asked.

"I am sorry sir, if I asked to give her food, it’s just that I pity her because she has not drunk nor eaten since the day she came here," the man answered, he does really pity her because he himself had an omega daughter, and he knows how fragile they could be. But Havoc’s expression became heavier, and he looked very displeased with what he had just heard.

Shit. He thought, since there were a lot of things to do in their pack  as the proxy head alpha, he read lots of reports and totally forgot about his baby doll in the basement, and it’s been fucking two days since then. If you think that a pureblood like him is invincible in all fields, then you are wrong. Yes, they excel and lead well, but they are still living people who can feel hunger, tiredness, and many more normal emotions.

"What the fuck?! You did not give her any food for two days?" he yelled. He wanted to punch the man in the face and question why they did that to his pitiful doll, but he realized that it was a normal thing for them to let their hostages starve for days. With that, Havoc swiftly stood up and stomped directly to their kitchen. He grabs a pair of utensils and a plate before filling it with food. After that, he gets a bottle of mineral water from their fridge before going down to their basement.

Havoc did not bother to knock and just swiftly opened the door. He spots the lady sitting in the far corner of the bed with both of her knees pulled up against her chest. She was alarmed when she heard the door closing and was met by the purebloods' dark orbs. 

Her scent is still the same, distressed and full of fear. Her bruises are kind of fading away, but her eyes are still swollen. But gladly, her cheeks are now free from the imprint of the pureblood’s palm, though there's still a cut on the corner of her lips.

"P-please, sir, don't hit me," the lady shivered as she put both of her hands in front of her face, shielding herself from the upcoming assault, but it did not happen.

The pureblood saw the horror in her eyes when she tried to look at him again, only to back out and completely hide her face from him. He does not know why, but he feels so useless at that moment. He hates himself very much because the lady was crying in front of him, once again clearly scared because the last time they met, he slapped her, hard enough to leave a hand mark on her cheeks and enough to make her unconscious on the floor.

"Come here,"  Havoc gave the order, but the woman did not move.

"I said come here!" the lady flinches as the pureblood uses his alpha voice, making the omega oblige and submit. With that, she moves towards him, still keeping her head low.

"Eat," the pureblood put the plate on the bed, and even though he would have liked to speak more to her, he just couldn’t, because he was not used to it.

"Why aren’t you moving? I told you to eat!" he yells, containing his alpha voice, feeling impatient with the woman’s stubbornness. Meanwhile, because of this, the woman swiftly took the spoon and fork with shivering hands, trying to swallow a mouthful while holding her tears. And the pureblood knew that she needed to calm down in order to finish her food.

"I’ll come back after 30 minutes, so you better finish your food, because if you don’t, I might as well just tear your limbs off and feed them to my starving dog." He smacked himself on the head because of the things he said. He just wanted to tell her to eat and not to worry, but he couldn’t just find the right words. His temper is also rising, and he knows that he will only end up hurting her if he stays.

On the other hand, the woman was still for a minute or two after the pureblood went out. The room is quiet and cold, with only one light available. Tears are again streaming down her face. She missed her family, her friends, and the lively yet peaceful life she had back home.

What an irony. I left my village to find my true home, yet here I am. These are the lingering thoughts on the omega's mind.

She looked down at the plate in front of her filled with a variety of foods before gulping hard. There’s a lot of food on her plate, and she knows that she can’t finish it all. It’s not that she is not hungry or what, but she can’t properly eat in her current situation. That is why when Havoc entered the room again, she deeply breathed to speak her mind.

"I-I am giving one of my l-legs to A-alpha," the omega mumbled while lending her leg to the pureblood.

"What?" The man couldn’t help but ask with a confused tone.

"I did not finish my food, Alpha, I can’t. And I pity your dog. He is hungry, right? So, I am giving one of my legs to you." The pureblood couldn’t believe his ears, the woman took his words literally and he couldn’t help but to chuckle as she stared at him innocently. There went his heart again, beating so loudly that he could even hear it.

"Wait here then. I’ll bring my dog," he said, and once again, he disappeared from the omega’s sight. He doesn’t know why, but the woman is really stirring something up in him. He did not even notice that he was smiling while opening the cage of his dog. He smirked when the dog did not bark at him and just completely submitted. Well, he was supposed to not have a dog at all since their kinds are so uncanny that they hated them. However, the pureblood is soft when it comes to cute things, but that is a secret.

"Can you handle a leg, my boy?" Havoc chuckled again while giving stomach scratches to his dog. He could not imagine his black little Pomeranian devouring a human leg. Besides, he was the only one allowed to have a taste of his baby doll. And with that thought in mind, he licks his lower lip before carrying his dog out of his room.

"Are you ready to meet a goddess?" His dog barked; he seemed to know what his owner meant.