A/N: Okay, I know I could have been updating more, but life has caught up to me and has been keeping me busy. So this is me apologizing for not updating sooner, especially when you guys and gals delivered with the reviews, so I'm sorry. But I do hope this chapter satisfies, it took me forever to sit down and write it, especially when I wasn't sure how to keep it moving it without rushing it.

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Chapter Two

It feels like I didn't even sleep a wink. I feel exhausted. A bit nervous –scratch that- a lot more nervous than I'd like. My mind's been wandering all night and all I can think about is how I'm going to adjust to my new life, and how I'm going to approach my duties with smoothness. I don't want to mess this up. I don't know what might happen if I do.

I don't exactly know if Edward will keep his word to his father about my safety. Or if I'll be treated with some decency. I'm not looking for any special attention, just fairness. I don't want to be seen as weak.

Then there's the fighters. The wolves below the floors we walk upon, kept in cages like animals because they're seen as dangerous. I could hardly understand that we could be of the same kind, but totally different in perspectives. But I guess being treated like you're a monster can turn you into one.

The moment I woke up was the moment I realized I had to brush everything off and hope for the best, but that still didn't mean the anxiety was there. I still was a bit frightened. I just had to put up a front and act like I could handle anything thrown at me.

It sucked that I was the last to have a shower, which meant that I had to rush and get dressed to begin my duties.

After a quick shower and putting on the uniform provided, I quickly tucked in my old renaissance-like shirt into my black drees pants that up below me knees. We weren't given any shoes because the misses felt we didn't need them around here, which included walking across the cold brick floors in the chambers.

"You don't want to be late on your first day." Brady informed me just as he was about to leave.

I flipped my damp hair to the side and followed suit behind Collin as we made our way to down the hallways and into the kitchen area where the chefs had already prepared breakfast for the masters. Brady tossed me and apron while the Collin informed me that I would be serving Madame Bella her breakfast.

I didn't pay much attention to what we being served, but I could smell the blood and the different spices that made it almost intolerable. Rather than look at the plate, I held it up and followed Brady and Collin down to the dining area where Madame Bella sat alone until Sir Edward joined not too long after.

The entire hour they ate in silence, on the occasion, Madame Bella would give an order for more blood in her glass for me to take her plate to away. I was glad to leave and bring everything back to the kitchen and start on my next chore.

Cleaning the kitchen wasn't something I was used to, but I found it easy doing. By the time Brady and Collin returned, I was almost finished with the kitchen, which meant that we could have a moment to eat before we had to clean prepare the den area for lunch.

"Already setting the bar high?" Brady walked in annoyed.

I shrugged and ignored his attitude, "I had time, so I figured why not."

"At least we don't need to worry about it." Collin shrugged and began to eat his breakfast.

Rather than getting on Brady's bad side, I stayed put until they finished their breakfast before continuing on with the rest of our chores. Thankfully, that didn't take long. As soon as they cleaned up the last of the kitchen, I followed them as we made our way to the rooms.

"May as well gather the linens." Brady announced. "Once we finished here and bring it to the laundry area, we'll start setting up the den area for lunch."

I responded with a nod and went into robotic mode and followed suit. I soon discovered that it wasn't only our rooms that needed to be cleaned, but we had to gather the guard's laundry every other day. Which meant that Collin and I stripped the beds and gathered the baskets of clothes and brought them to the laundry area where four women usually spent most of their day tending to the task. Brady's job was the master's room as well as ours.

By the time we finished our tasks, we arrived in the den area for lunch preparations. My job was to lay the table cloth out and set the place mats. But in the middle of everything, Sir Edward had requested we move the venue onto the patio area where he could watch over the training of his fighters along with a few guest he invited. This was an occasion that happened at least twice a month according to Collin.

Edward would often invite a few of his competitors over to show off his prize possessions. Collin explained that they did this because they usually wanted to know the secret Sir Edward kept in order to keep claiming victory. Most of them believe that the vampire was lucky to have some of the best fighters on his rank.

I still couldn't fathom the idea that they called them bulls.

Or dominants for the matter.

I loathed it when they called them beasts.

I didn't know who they were, and I haven't met the wolves yet, but I knew that we'd be thought as lower ranks then the wolves in the training pit.

I was hoping the master could sense my discomfort as the guests began to arrive, but he hadn't as he ordered the three of us to serve them outside as the three guests came in. Vampires, I've never been around many other than Carlisle and Esme, now I had to get used of the three red-eyed beings that greeted Edward.

The first went by the name of Aro. A vampire who was defined as a true monster without a heart. It has been said that he disposes of his fighters if they can't prove themselves, and most of the time he constantly changes the weaker of the packs for any he can get a hold of. Wolves were nothing but mutts that fought for entertainment. He enjoyed the brutality of it.

The second vampire went by the name of Laurent. A civil vampire that hopes to one day own his own property to farm our kind. Being that he's just beginning in the business, he has to keep his fighters in a rental area for now. This was all according to Collin as well. Laurent hopes to one day claim one of Edward's top fighters.

They call the third vampire Vladimir. Very vocal to when it comes to his own opinion. It's obvious that he despises Edward, but Collin also mentioned that all he's after is Edward's stock. If he can just get his hands on any of the deeds or somehow something happens to our master, he wants to be the first to claim what he truly believes is his. The top three wolves named Jacob, Paul and Jared.

"Pour the pint pup," Sir Edward addressed me.

I nodded and began serving as ordered. It was a bit threatening to see the vampire's stare me down, but I kept my composure and finished my task before stepping to the side until I knew I was needed.

"Got yourself another runt there Edward?" Aro asked with an evil smile, "everyday your soft side shows."

"I'd like to have you believe you know everything about me." Sir Edward smirked before taking a sip of his glass. "Wasn't it you that said to never underestimate your enemy."

"Enemies?" Aro held his arms out in a friendly manner, "there are no enemy's here."

"Gentlemen," Laurent interrupted. "I suggest we make manner of this discussion and change the subject to what we really came here for."

"Laurent is right," Vladimir added, "we came here to see the mongrels fight, not a couple of ancient vampires."

"Speak for yourself." Edward stood and walked to the railings, "Samuel? Begin today's training."

"Release the pack!" A voice ordered.

I could hear the roars from where I stood. My nerves kicked in as I could hear the heavy metals clang and rub against each other before the big bang sound of something heavy being dropped against the ground.

It almost sounded like soldiers marching. Roars were silenced, not even words were spoken; just the pounding of heavy footsteps falling in sync. It sounded like a march of soldiers making their way to the middle of the training arena.

"Spar with the wolf across from you, but do NOT, and I repeat, do NOT phase!" I could hear the man Sam give orders.

"Refills Seth!" Sir Edward demanded, shaking me from my trance.

"Yes sir," I nodded and approached the table.

I didn't dare look down at the pit where the fighting was going on because I still was a frightened to even get close to all of the violence. But Sir Edward began to explain with pride, clearly bragging about how he had the upper hand with how he trained them. The thing was, it was mostly the team down in the dungeons that kept them in line.

I wanted to ask Collin more about the wolves, but we weren't allowed to speak in the presence of the guests, only to respond to orders. I had to admit that it was getting boring standing and waiting for our next task. My feet were getting sore, and I was growing impatient. That was until we were caught by surprise of the loud roar coming from below, followed by a crash.

Vladimir stood and cheered as the wolves seemed to cause a ruckus, exclaiming how he preferred it when the teeth came out.

"I ORDERED YOU NOT TO PHASE!" Sam shouted, clearly something was taken place that we weren't allowed to witness. "STAND DOWN!" Sam ordered.

"RETRIEVE THE PRODS!" Another man shouted.

"What seems to be the problem Sam?" Edward asked with great concern.

"I don't know sir!" I could hear the man respond frustrated, "It's almost as if something threw them off."

"Fix it!" Edward ordered. "Show's over gentlemen." Edward spoke, "please follow Brady and Collin as they escort you out. Thank you for joining me this afternoon."

"Oh C'mon Edward." Vladimir argued, "things were just getting interesting."

"Come now Vladimir," Aro spoke, "Edward has been a gracious host thus far, show some gratitude."

It seemed the vampire pouted as he followed the others out, nodding his head as he walked out defeated. Edward shook his head before exiting.

"Tidy the area Seth." Edward looked back for a moment, "the others will join you before you bring the bulls their food."

I swallowed the lump in my throat, nervously approaching the table as I could still hear the commotion in the pit, Sam and the others were still calming the wolves down and I had to be near it, even though it was above and away from it all, I still was scared.

Slowly I approached the table with the cart, gathering the glasses and clearing the plates that hadn't been used. Pulling the table cloth off and placing it under the cart before wiping the table down with the wet cloth, still shaking and afraid to even face the front.

I moved the cart aside and began to move the chairs when I was caught off guard, making a mistake by looking up when I heard one of the wolves roar, then a few of the others follow as if they were trying to grab my attention. They did. With stupidity, I watched as the wolves all looked up at me, all watching me as if I was something they had never seen before.

The first I noticed was the large russet colored wolf, his gaze intense, his massive body still in attack mode as he watched me carefully, his nose flaring before he continued to cause a scene. The strange thing about it was that the other wolves seem to have the same reaction, each of them refusing to take their eyes off of me until I was able to shake from my frozen stance.

I pulled the chairs back quickly and stacked them in the corner, my nerves causing me to tremble with the fear as I pulled the cart back and into the hallway, racing to the kitchen to clean up the rest. All I could think of the piercing eyes of each wolf. They all looked threatening and I wasn't sure if it was a good idea that I join Brady and Collin when we had to go and bring their food.

Not only the russet wolf looked intimidating, but the silver/grey one looked just as vicious as the cocoa brown wolf. It was like they saw me as an enemy. Did they think I was a vampire too? Obviously they had to be able to tell that I wasn't. I looked nothing like one.

Everything was running through my head I didn't realize that I was already done with the dishes and cleaning everything that needed to be tended to. I was hoping to at least lag so I wouldn't have to return to the kitchen area where I'm sure Brady and Collin were waiting for me.

"You looked down, didn't you?" I turned to see Brady leaning against the door frame. I turned to him for a moment before ignoring him by finishing off, "don't worry, Collin and I did."

"And you still bring them their food?"

"We have no choice." He shrugged before joining with the last of the dishes. "I remember the first day I did, all was intimidating at first, but after realizing that I still had some sort of power over them, I still was able to do my duties."

"Power?"

"Sir Edward explained to me that I must never show them I'm afraid, or they will use this to their advantage." He chuckled. "It's harder said than done, but you'll get used of it."

"They looked so vicious though."

"It's more of a masculine thing." Brady shrugged, "like I said, we're runts of the pack, and they still think that they need to show us what real power and strength is."

"Have they ever attacked you or Collin?"

"No," He dried his hands off, "it may seem like they will, but they don't see us as a challenge. Just something to play mind-games with."

"You guys ready yet?" Collin asked standing at the door.

"Are you?" Brady asked me, grinning ear to ear.

"Yeah," I took a deep breath.

"Just stay close to us, you'll be fine." Collin informed before we entered the kitchen.

I followed in suit, nervously pushing my cart closer to the elevators at the end of the hall. I wasn't sure what we serving them, but I could tell it was probably the same as the stew that was fed to us. Along with the loaves of bread piled next to it. At least they were fed food and not some sort of leftovers like any other dog would be treated. I heard about some that usually were given scraps. Some trainers were that cruel.

"The master feels that if you feed them something filling, they get stronger." Collin explained, "which thankfully since we have you, we can bring all three carts down without having to go back for the last of it."

"Will they eat all of this?" I asked, surprised that the three large pots sat on top of each cart.

"You'd be surprised." Brady added, "these guys eat a lot more than us because they burn it off quicker than us."

"Good afternoon Felix." Brady nodded at the man who stood next to the open elevator.

"Brady." The man nodded, "Collin... " He looked in my direction.

"He's the new guys, Seth." Brady informed him.

"Seth," he nodded. "Clear the paths, food is here."

Once again, I followed Collin as he pushed his cart ahead of me. As I looked around, I noticed that this place was way different than I imagined. It looked like a prison with bars to my left that aligned all the way down the hall, on the right were doors to rooms that I was sure where the guards must have bunked when they stayed.

"Stay close to the others," Felix whispered to me, "serve the food as you're told and don't let them intimidate you. If they smell fear, they'll react. I'll stand close for now since your new, but you will eventually get used to it."

I nodded.

Felix unlocked the gates and followed us in before locking it again, walking next to me as I pushed the cart to the table where Brady unloaded the pot onto one of the tables, then Collin onto his. I watched nervously as I realized that a line of men stood at the other side of the room behind the bars where another guard stood next to the locked gate. Felix moved the table in front of me before informing me to place everything just as Brady and Collin had onto theirs.

"Let them in." Felix announced.

"Hold up!" A man ordered, standing next to guard who was about to open the gate, "as you can see, we have a new server. Cause any shit, you won't be eating today, understood?"

They all seem to nod, each with an expression I couldn't quite understand.

"Paul? Jacob?" The man addressed the two men in front, "do you understand me?"

"Yeah yeah Sam," the first in line chuckled almost evilly.

The man they called Sam nodded, informing the guard to open the gate.

I was a bit overwhelmed, taking a deep breath as I heard the locks clink before the bars began to slide open. I was a bit nervous as I noticed that almost all of them came racing to my serving table. I'm guessing they would have made it if it weren't for the men Sam called Jacob and Paul. It was a bit nerve-wracking watching them act aggressively.

Jacob was quick to shove two of them to the other lines, Paul growling at the rest other than one who followed the two, approaching the table with an intimidating expression. I did as Collin had and picked up the bowl and began scooping the stew into the large bowls and sitting them on the table.

The problem was, they weren't picking them up. I tried not to show any fear, but that wasn't easy knowing that these huge men were standing across from me, staring at me as if they were ready to harm me. I looked over at Collin for a moment before I could hear one of them growl and slam his hand on the table.

"Hand it to me!" It was Jacob who made the demand, Paul and the other one watched intensely and waited for me to respond. Felix stayed in place, I'm sure watching. I kept thinking that I couldn't show fear, but all I wanted to do was hide under the table. "Well? Are you going to give me my food?"

Slowly, I looked at him for a moment, studying his features as I realized that he actually looked kind of attractive in some way I couldn't explain. I figured I'd use that in some sort of advantage of serving him, so I slowly picked up the bowl and handed it over, but he wouldn't grab it, he just looked at it before looking back at me.

He reached for the bowl, but did more than I expected by grabbing my arm quickly and pulling me towards him with his other hand gripping the collar of my shirt, soon sniffing me and alerting Felix to grab me, Jacob refusing to let go for a second, releasing me with a chuckle, just as the guards were about to respond.

"I knew it was you!" He let out a dark chuckle before grabbing his bowl and half of the loaf of bread. "I could smell you the moment you walked in."

"Is that who it was?" Paul leaned in and took a sniff before laughing, "damn pup, you almost smell like a bitch in heat."

"I don't know where the master finds you runts," the other one laughed as he approached, "but I'm sure damn glad he had. Can drive any man crazy."

"Move along Jared." Felix ordered the man.

"I'm going, I'm going." Jared winked at me, "stay close pup."

For some reason, that sent shivers down my spine. I felt as if I had been violated in some way, but in a way, it was if I enjoyed the attention. I looked over Brady and Collin and realized that they were expressionless, serving the last of the men in their lines. I couldn't understand why none of them came over when I had plenty, not that I wanted to deal with them, but it was as if they couldn't.

"More!" I turned to see Jacob standing there again. "C'mon pup, I won't hurt you."

I tried to act calming, but it was hard as he handed me the bowl, insisting he touch my hand before letting me fill his bowl again. I tried to even ignore him but he made it impossible as I handed his food back to him, grabbing another piece of bread and biting into it, reaching down to his crotch, squeezing his dick under his shorts, as if it was supposed to turn me on in some way.

I turned away noticing his cocky expression.

I couldn't understand why they were being so forward, but it was the three of them that kept coming back until the pot was empty. Paul even grabbed his crotch, claiming he was just adjusting his shorts.

"Leave him be." Felix ordered.

"Hey I can't help it if he's looking," Paul smirked, "He's probably questioning if he likes cock now."

"He has to be a cocksucker." Jared added. "Look at those lips."

"Shut the fuck up Jared." Jacob approached again, now staring at me, "but now that you said, I'd let those lips wrap around my cock."

"I bet he doesn't even have a gag-reflex." Paul added.

I was already uncomfortable with the situation, and they weren't making it any better by their constant stares. The entire time it took us to clean up the areas, they hadn't took their eyes off of me; every one of them.

"Let's go." Felix seemed just as displeased, ushering us back out the lunch area and back into the hallways.

Even so, they still watched us leave as if they were waiting for some response from us. Brady and Collin continued to stare straight forward just as we were all ordered to, but that still didn't mean we couldn't feel the deep stares following us until we disappeared into the elevator.

"That could of went better." Collin smirked as if it was joke.

"Shut up Collin," Brady said annoyed. "I told you not to provoke them."

I stared at the man appalled and a bit surprised, "provoke them?" I asked as the doors dinged open, Brady pushing the cart out roughly just as Collin and I followed. "I did as I was told."

"You let them touch you!" He growled, "you practically asked for it."

"I didn't let them, they grabbed me." I fended. "What else was I supposed to do?"

"Step back!" He stopped and turned to me, "you could've pulled away but you just stood their and gave them the benefit of the doubt."

"I stood my ground, how could I pull away when they wouldn't let me?" I argued.

"We all know that's bullshit," Brady walked away grumbling, "we could all see that you enjoyed it in some sort of way."

"I didn't…"

"Just drop it…" Collin interrupted, "both of you. Shit happens, let it go."

"You know they're going to…"

"I said drop it Brady!" Collin demanded. "Mistakes were made, this isn't how we deal with it."

I remained silent as it seemed Brady sighed in defeat. Collin seemed just as annoyed as I was, but for his own purposes. Which meant that cleaning up the dishes and kitchen area again was going to be a long silent hour of nothing.

"We'll finish up here and prepare for the master and the Mrs.'s dinner." Collin informed, "we still have another shift of feeding the wolves again, and I'm not looking forward to unfortunate confrontations if you guys can't get your shit together."

Brady looked pissed, and I couldn't understand why all of his anger was aimed at me. But Collin was right, I had to pull myself together if that meant I had to get ready for tonight's shift. I had to find a way to handle this without feeling weak.

I hated feeling weak.

A/N: That was the first meeting, which things will begin to get more intense as it goes on. So keep reading and REVIEWING, and you'll get what you want. If you have suggestions, I may consider them if it fits into the story.

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