Chapter 4 (The Beast)

Regina

"Thank you for the food," Richard said, standing up from his seat. "You were right. Sam cooks the best chicken."

"Told you..." I replied, with a big smile on my face. I like it when others praise Sam. "But why didn't Sam come for dinner?" I turned my head, looking all the way to his office.

"He might be busy," Richard said with a smile. "But thanks to him, I get to enjoy such beautiful company and have such delicious food."

"Well, thank you." I was surprised by his words. No one has ever praised me so beautifully before. "I enjoyed your company too."

My words made Richard smile. "I hope… I could spend more time with you, but I have to leave."

"Okay, but I would like you to come again." I don’t know why I asked something like that, but honestly, I kind of enjoyed being close to him. Talking to him, and most probably seeing a smile with his eyes staring at me.

I walked, standing only a mere inch away from her. "I will, very soon. For now, take this." He handed me a card with his phone number on it. "Talk to me whenever your heart desires, day or night."

"Day or night," I mumbled, staring at the card in my hand. "So, are we friends now?" I ask.

Richard smiled, with his hands caressing my left cheek. "If you want, I can be anything for you."

I walked backward, creating some distance between us. I don’t like how his closeness and his touch affect my body, making my heart throb inside my chest faster than I wanted it to. "I take this; thank you."

"I should leave now, then." I nodded at his words. "And tell Sam to burn the list; I don’t need anyone."

"What list?" I questioned, but Richard only smiled at my words before walking out of the house. "What list is he talking about?" I mumbled to myself as I made my way toward Sam’s office.

"Sam..." I called, opening the door of his office. I only see him busy with random clutter all over his desk and his hands working on the keyboard, typing something.

"What do you want, Regina?" He says, without looking at me, that all his focus is on the files and his computer. "I'm busy, now."

"I can see that..." I mumbled, walking close to his desk. "Are you working on the list?" I asked, following Richard’s words.

My words made Sam look up at me from his files. "How do you know about it?"

"Richard said so," I replied with a shrug.

"Richard…..who?" Sam questions. 

"The guy who was sitting on your chair. Richard." How weird he let Richard inside our house, in his office, making him sit on his chair without knowing his name.

"Regina, how do you know that his name is Richard?" Sam asks, standing up from the seat and walking to me.

"He said so himself," I replied. What's so weird about knowing the name of the person visiting my house?

Sam looked all concerned at my words. He put his hands on my shoulder, diverting all his attention to me. "You are okay... Have you been hurt anywhere?"

"Sam, why are you asking all these questions?" I was confused.

"Because you were with the wolf, everyone is scared." Sam sighs. "You don’t have any idea how dangerous he is." I didn't understand why he was so worried about Richard. He had seemed friendly to me.

What the hell is Sam saying? I didn’t feel any danger around Richard. I couldn't comprehend the reason behind Sam's warning. Richard appeared harmless to me.

"And why is everyone scared of him?" I ask Sam, who hesitates for a moment before responding, his voice filled with concern. "Do you know the reason?"

Sam shook his head, with his hand caressing my head. "Let's not talk about it now. Just stay away in the future."

I nodded my head. Even though I have a hard time trusting Sam’s word, Richard can’t be a bad person, but then why would Sam lie to me?

"You're hungry?" I asked about changing the topic.

"Very, but I have finished the list." He replied, turning his head and looking at his desk.

"The list is yes... Sam, I forgot to mention, but Richard also told you to burn the list." Sam's eyes widened in surprise as I mentioned Richard's request.

"He told me to burn it." Sam stammered, clearly taken aback. "What…...?" Sam groaned loudly in frustration. "Fucking bastard." 

I can’t help but smile at his reaction, even though I feel bad for his hard work going in vain. "Do you want me to bring the lighter?"

Sam looked angry at first, but then started laughing along with me. "Let's finish dinner. Then we will burn the list together."

"Promise..." I pulled my pinkie out in front of him.

"Promise…. Now feed me something before I die." Sam says he is walking out of his office.

"Then let's feed the beast some food before he dies." I joked about following him.

"Beast…. huh." Sam raised an eyebrow playfully.

I nodded my head. "Or better, Beast Alpha."