Chapter Four

The next day, I was still peacefully sleeping when I heard a voice in my head. 

"Wake up..."

"Five more minutes, Mom," I mumble and bury my face in the pillows.

"Get up, Hazel,"

"I'm not Hazel, let me sleep," I swat away the hand shaking my shoulder.

"Get up right now or I'm going to throw a bucket of water at you!" An angry voice command.

My eyes snap open and the first thing they focus on is two orbs of deep, dark blue staring at me.

A scream escapes my mouth and instinctively my hands go up but Sebastian catches my wrist in his hand before my palm could meet his face.

"Have you..." he said slowly while his jaw clenched tight. "..lost your mind?"

"You startled me!" I say as he drops my wrists and steps back.

Sebastian straightens and folds his arms behind his back, looking down at me with supreme disappointment.

"So, why the hell did you wake me up?" I asked, stretching my arms over my head.

"We're going for a run..."

My eyes are go-round with surprise. "We?!"

He nodded and explained, "We, which means you and I. Hurry up, we've wasted enough time already." His face was serious.

"B-But... you're a Lycan Alpha," I mentioned. "You're going to complete around the plant before I can say, breakfast!"

"I'm a Lycan Alpha, am I?" He said the reason for me to nod. "Well? You forgot to mention that I'm your Alpha and that's an order. Get up!"

Sebastian goes out of the room and I fall back on the mattress with a groan of frustration. After a quick shower, I don't bother drying my hair and put it in a ponytail before rushing out of my room into Sebastian's.

We go out of the mansion and instantly, a cold shudder passes through me. The sun is barely up, it might burn my skin.

"We will take three rounds of the ten miles surrounding the mansion," he pointed out. "It should take about twenty minutes."

"Fine, let's shift," I said.

Sebastian turns to me and raises an eyebrow. "Who said we will shift?" He asked.

"Ten miles, three times in twenty minutes without shifting?" I stared at him with wide eyes. I don't believe him! He must be crazy!

"That's impossible! I mean, yeah? I'm a werewolf with supernatural speed, but that doesn't mean, I'm a machine! And at six in the morning? Really? Without having breakfast, you must be kidding me! I'm telling you, it's madness—"

And then I feel suddenly my mouth movement is restricted due to something warm pressing again my lips.

"Shut up," Sebastian's warm breath hits my face, his finger still pressed to my lips. "Who am I?" Suddenly, he asked. His voice is deep.

"Alpha Sebastian Walts?" I replied, moving my lips with difficulty, the man has strong fingers. I'm telling you ...

"And as your Alpha, I decided what we're going to do," his voice hushed by silence.

"Understood?" 

I whispered, "Yes, Alpha..."

"What are we going to do?" His dark, deep blue eyes bore into my own, I can feel the heat radiation from him.

"Run without shifting," I responded.

He starts at me for a moment, with the haughty superiority and authority of an Alpha male.

"Good."

"One question, sir?" I asked then he nodded. "Why are we whispering?"

His finger dropped from my mouth, face slack for one moment. I grin at him, and he crawls.

"Let's go to work," he said.

Sooner as we started, I already feels the dizziness in my head. Being tired from running for a while now.

"Well... my mother that... I-It was me who... ate the chocolate ice cream in the nights," I huffed as I crawl after Sebastian.

"... and I want... to be buried away... from this God-forsaken pack..."

"Hazel, get up." Sebastian crosses his arms across his well-built chest and looks down at my sweaty state.

For the record? I'm not crawling. I'm just walking very slowly to save my strength.

"I can't," I huffed out.

Sebastian stares at me for a moment and then turns towards the mansion that seems to be tiny from here.

"Where are you going?" I call after him.

He turns around and gave me a passive look. "I have no time to waste on pathetic little Omegas," he replied seriously.

Anger surges through me like a high tide, crashing away my tiredness. Gritting my teeth, I strengthen myself and jog over to him only to pass him and go towards the mansion.

"What are you waiting for, Sir?" I called back. "We need to go back!"

Finally, with award-worthy effort, I reach my room or just Sebastian's room and collapse on the bed. Sebastian walks in, as fresh as a cucumber and as cool as a peppermint. He spares me a glance before going to the closet, not bothered in the least that I'm on his bed.

"I have a question, Sir," I said to him.

"You seem to have a lot of those," he replied.

I didn't bother and asked him, "Why didn't you shift?"

I see the muscles in his back tighten just slightly, his posture becomes stiff. I notice that change in the room's atmosphere.

Maybe that wasn't a good question...

"That is not your problem," he said, withheld anger clear in his voice. Anger issue alert!

I swallowed inaudibly, I know what happens when Alpha's lose their head. "Yes, Sir."

"Go and get me breakfast," he commanded. "Eggs, bacon, and a mug of black coffee. Don't take long," he added.

"But I—"

He pins me with a death glare, I clamp my lips shut and narrow my eyes at him. With a huff, I get out of the bed but my legs wobble under me and I fall face-first on the carpeted floor.

"Damn," I mumble as I rub my nose.

"Careful," Sebastian takes my small hand in his, funny our hands fit together just right.

"I don't want you to immobilize yourself and complain that you can't work..."

Grumbling to myself. I decided to go down to the kitchen where a few other Omegas are cooking as well.

One of the perks of being an Omega: You must learn how to cook— fast.

Which is what I hate the most. I'm toasted.

Crash!

"Another?" A male Omega, probably someone's mate, glares at me, his Italian accent flaring. "You broke another plate?!"

"Sorry!" I said, hurriedly picking up the pieces. "It just happens!"

"No, no, no!" He said. "Not another damage, you understand?"

I nodded immediately. "I promise," I replied sheepishly as I put Sebastian's breakfast on a tray, grab the coffee, and hurriedly get out.

When I enter the room, I almost drop the tray.

"You took your time," Sebastian said, not looking at me as he picks up a black dress shirt. "Are you just going to keep standing over there? Put it on the table."

I give my head a brief shake and avoid looking at the shameless Alpha buttoning up his shirt in front of me.

Seriously? What would he do if I starts changing my clothes in front of him?

I glance at Sebastian, now dressed in a dress shirt, dark slacks, and an office jacket looking through a folder, eyebrows pulled together. I scrawled at the thoughts that came inside my mind and decided to go back outside.

"Wait.." A deep voice calls me back.

I turn around to see Sebastian holding out a thin piece of cloth to me. 

"A tie?" I asked him holding up then the realization hits me. "You want me to do your tie?!"

Sebastian raises an eyebrow, eyes gleaming with the challenge. "Is that a problem, Hazel?"

"Not at all, Sir." I gritted out.

Hesitantly, I take a step closer to him and reach up to put the tie around his neck. Goodness! He's almost as tall as a camel! I have to stand on my toes to reach him!

"Can't you just bend down a little?" I finally said it.

"Alphas don't bow to anyone," he remarked.

I give him a hard look, he turns in with ten times more intensity.

"Fine." I grab him by the collar and more out of shock than force.

Sebastian stumbled towards me. I stand up on the bed and look down at him with a sweet smile. This is much better.

I quickly do his tie, avoiding looking into his stormy blue eyes following my every movement.

"There!" I said happily once I'd done it.

I step off the bed and grin at Sebastian, he simply goes over to the breakfast tray and picks up his coffee.

"Another pack is coming this afternoon," he tells me casually. "Dress appropriately."

"Why?" I asked with an arched eyebrow.

"When I received them, you're going to be with me," he said, his dark blue eyes threatening to see through me.

I look down at my jogging gear. Though I couldn't give a damn about what anyone would think of my dress, dressing good wouldn't be so bad. I simply nodded and go back to my room.

I look through my bag and pull out a cream-colored top, a floppy white skirt, and quickly get dressed. I fix my hair and let it down.

I'm done. Now, what should I have for my breakfast? As I go down the stairs, I smell a familiar scent. I halt in my steps, my eyes dart around, and land on a man in warrior uniform and brown hair.

And seems he notices me too and looks up, blue eyes meet my own, and the next thing I know, I'm racing down the stairs into my best friend's arm.

"Cleo!" I said, wrapping both arms around him tightly. "Oh, my moon! What are you doing here?"

"Same goes for you, Elizabeth," he said but hugs me back just as tightly. "On second thought, never mind. I'm happy to see you."

"So, am I brother." I grinned as I pull away. "Anyways, I didn't see you before..."

"The pack warriors are staying at another house just a few meters away," he explained. "Who did you come with?"

I wave at him dismissively. "It doesn't matter but what matter is whether or not you'd make me sightseeing?"

Cleo puts on a thinking expression. "Hmm, I don't know..."

I clasped my hands together under my chin and give him the best puppy eyes I can muster.

"Fine!" He throws his hands up in the air. "Goddess! You're such a blackmailer!"

"Blackmailing is my pastime," I winked and grab his arm, dragging him outside.