I Am Packless

Valera's Point of View

I couldn't believe where I was.

I have never been to such a place before.

I woke up feeling quite healthy now, but my arms hurt greatly.

I lifted my hands and felt some kind of sharp pain there.

Now that I remembered all that happened vividly, everything became more glaring to me.

I cried silently because I could feel a change in my body; a whole lot had changed.

Before now, I didn't feel pain.

I have never felt pain before now; I got healed of any wound before a minute of having the wound.

Tears filled my eyes and walked down my cheeks as I blinked my eyes.

Just then, he walked in, the most handsome human I have seen, the one who held my hands minutes ago, asking if I was okay, the one I shouted and cursed, demanding why he ordered his guards to kill my best friend.

I had some strange feelings in my body, like one that my body was connected to.

Soon he moved closer, held my hands, and stared deeply into my eyes.

"I am glad you are better now! I will take you home!”

His soothing voice echoed deeply into my ears.

He helped me stand up from my bed with his soothing touch.

I couldn't fathom why my heart started having this sudden yearning for him.

I was glad he would take me back to the jungle; I couldn't wait to see my friends again.

In less than a few minutes, I was driven to a big, white, gigantic building with the inscription, “Sunlight Pack."

One of the guards opened the door of the red car for me, and I stepped out of the car.

He stepped down as well and walked towards me and held my right hand as he walked me into the building.

I couldn't keep my calm anymore; why was he taking me to his heavenly place?

I just wanted to go back to my jungle to meet my friends and family.

“I thought you wanted to take me back home; I want to go back to my friends and family, please!” I pleaded.

He looked at me pitifully without uttering any words as he shook his head.

“Please,” I pleaded again as I stood to a halt.

“When you are healed, you will tell me the name of your pack and the location, and I will take you there!” he eventually said.

I was astounded, as I was lost in thoughts of what he meant by that.

I have never belonged to any pack; I have lived all my life with animals in the jungle; I couldn't fathom out the pack he was asking me.

“I don't belong to any pack; I grew up in the jungle where you picked me up; please take me back; my friends would be worried about me!”

He gave me an unexpected look, as if he had never heard that before.

“You mean you have lived in the jungle all your life??” he asked shockingly.

I was mute, thinking what was bad about staying in the jungle, and I responded with a nod.

“Well, once you are fully healed, I will decide if you will go back there or not, for now! You need to have your dinner and rest!” he said and continued walking as I followed him.

I have never seen a beautiful setting called a house all my life; I felt so warm in it.

“Is this where humans stay?” I asked myself rhetorically, because this looks like the exact description of what heaven looks like in the story told to me by Lana, my friend.

If only Lana was alive, I would inform him that I had seen the heaven he was always talking about.

Entering the house, he immediately ordered the maid to take me to one of the rooms and clean me up.

I came out looking more refreshed and dressed in beautiful attire.

I was led to the dining table, where I saw the handsome man sitting with his stern gaze at me.

I felt very shy and immediately removed my eyes from him.

Dinner was broccoli, some cooked green grain, and some fried chicken.

I sat down at the beautiful table placed before me with some scrumptious delicacies.

“I asked them to make you some delicious fried rice and broccoli and chicken; I hope you will like it,” he said with a handsome face.

I wanted to tell him I haven't tasted these delicacies looking nice and beautiful before.

I took my spoon and scooped some into my mouth; it indeed tasted very nice, like an already hungry hoodlum, and within minutes I devoured everything.

“I was glad you liked it.”

Soon I saw a beautiful lady walking in, tall, with a slightly framed body.

She stood at a distant gaze at us annoyingly.

I could see enormous anger and jealousy written all over her face.

I gazed back at her; I could see Alpha Kelly was already engrossed in his meal; he barely notified someone entered.

I wanted to tap him that there was a lady gawking annoyingly at us.

However, I kept quiet and watched and eventually took a glass of water and gulped it down my throat.

Annoyingly, she turned back.

It was at that point that Alpha Kelly heard her footsteps and raised his head; before he could say a word, she disappeared out of sight.

“W..wh..is she?” I eventually found myself asking him.

“You don't have to worry about her. What is your name?” he asked, staring into my eyes.

“Valera!” I responded in a low, soft voice.

“Do you care for a glass of wine?” he asked to reach out to one of the big bottles of colored red water.

“Oh! It's called wine,” I thought, and I instantly nodded that I wanted.

I wanted to have a taste, to see how it tastes.

He opened the bottle, and a loud pop echoed.

I watched him pour it into the glass cup and hand it over to me as I gulped it down my throat.

I loved the taste and demanded more and more; he kept giving me, and I kept gulping them down my throat as he did the same too.

I didn't know when I started feeling dizzy; my whole body felt weak and numb.

All I remembered was that I was being carried like a baby by Alpha Kelly as he took me straight to his room.

I remember his succulent lips touching and caressing my breast.

I loved the feeling I got from it.

I love his touch.

It was the first time I would ever be caressed and touched by a human.

I pulled him to tell myself and said that I wanted more.