of the hungry howls of her stomach. Night had already dusk

epping foot down those stairs just so Zillon could downgrade her again. She knew that she'd event

er own mate or the the look in his eyes. She had to with

omething as well. She hadn't heard his room door open since it clo

things he said to her, they were mated, she had to take care of him, even if he didn't take care of h

ld, she finally stepped out of he

uld hear every breath of air that left his lips as she passed his room, she could even hear as he

ittle faster. She didn't stop walking though, instead, her steps took her

spaghetti, and some rice, just incase he had a big appetite. And when

along with a cup of water and his eating utensils. He told he

ked her way back up the stairs and

uffling on the inside. He could probably hear it too, but putt

ound, despite how shakey the tray in her hand seemed. The door ope

ime even deeper than the first. "Wh

That's... Th

u doing here? I told you to not come here, and ye

ked. I thought you'd be h

and and onto the floor. She looked down at it,

hing from the likes of you. It probably tastes as filthy as you smell

Why did he have to remind her of that fact everytime he sp

relentless pain on the inside. "There's more in the kitchen if you change yo

you. You should be ashamed, I'm your sister's boyfriend, and

ering him would only encourage him to say more. So she inst

e, and with it, she cleaned up his floor, then

y. He didn't have to be so harsh, he didn't have to treat her that bad. She was ju

, the inner beast that was even weaker than her. An omega, a

w from her pores, her arms turned into feet, her clothes t

side his house, determined to forget the words he told her, and the lo

ste. Nobody wants her, and will that e