D: Disclaimed
Chapter Three
"You know I can't give you immunity Seth." He muttered while sipping the thick red liquid from his cup. I didn't respond because I knew I wouldn't get any special treatments. "You still have to fulfill your duties, and unfortunately, that still requires you to feed the bulls."
"Yes sir." I stared blankly.
"The misses won't be joining me tonight." Sir Edward informed Collin as he brought in Madame Bella's portions. "She returned to her father's estate for a while."
"Yes sir." Collin nodded before retreating and returning to the kitchen.
"You seem upset Brady?" Sir Edward questioned Brady's scowled expression, aimed towards me of course.
"No sir." He turned and stared straight ahead.
"Surely I can't be mistaking?" He asked in what seemed to be a mocking tone.
"No sir." Brady responded without expression.
"Get one of the maid's to clean up." Sir Edward stood and departed, turning back first, "you will have a long night ahead of you."
It was clear to what we had to do next. Brady left before me as he ignored my presence; staying a few steps ahead of me as we made our way to the kitchen.
"Irina!" Brady called to the lady at the table cleaning. "Clean the dining area."
She nodded without question, wiping her hands on her apron before passing us with her head hanging low.
The tension was thick. I knew I wasn't at fault of anything and that Brady was being stubborn. Most it is because I believe that there has to be more to him and the wolves downstairs. There has to be reasons behind why he acts as if they're his property.
Things were quiet though. With everything that was on my mind, I sort of ran on automatic before I realized that feeding time was already here. The chefs piled the trays of foods onto the carts and closed the cases for us to bring straight down. It was a bit upsetting knowing that we were all still treated like animals. Serving vampires was something that we would always seem demeaned to.
"You ready for scene two?" Collin asked, looking back as I slowly pushed the cart through the kitchen.
I nodded before following him as Brady practically left us behind.
Brady stayed silent only to inform us that we'd go down one at a time in the elevator. It did make sense since the carts were bigger this time, but I knew that Brady was being insecure since he insisted he go first.
By the time the elevator came back up for me after Collin went down. I was beginning to realize that I would soon encounter Jacob, Paul and Jared, and it unsettled me in some way.
"Evening Seth." Felix nodded, holding his belt buckle before helping me move the cart out.
"Just bring the food in Felix," Brady ordered, standing on the other side of the bars, "Seth isn't ready to come back in."
"You don't have authority to be giving me orders Brady." Felix said annoyed, shoving the lock up on the gate before sliding it open. "Seth was sent with you to do exactly what he is going to do."
I didn't say a thing. But I could be sure that this wasn't the first time Brady tried to order Felix around. The man looked very annoyed as he glared at the server. Brady gave a smug look before glaring at me.
"Fine." He huffed. "But if he gets hurt, it's on you."
"I highly doubt that you're doing this for his benefit." Felix smirked. "Seth?" He turned to me, extending his arm out to guide me in, "you shouldn't be bothered tonight."
Rather than replying, I nodded and pushed the food cart forward. Brady refused to look my way and Collin seemed amused by everything. He chuckled to himself while placing the trays across the tables.
"I'm surprised we don't have to throw the food in a trough for them to eat," I mumbled to Collin while I placed the food on the table.
"Most trainers do." He replied, both of us noticing Brady looking back at us. "Sir Edward is different though. He believes that in order for us to and the dominants to stay loyal, he has to treat us like humans."
It was hard to digest the facts that we were being treated like humans. To think how other estates treated their wolves was difficult to imagine. I thought we were demeaned, but apparently others do have it worse.
I stood at my post just as Sam opened the other gates to let the fighters make their way to the final gate before coming to get there food.
I could feel the intense stares. The way their eyes continued to watch me as Sam opened the last gate, letting them in. This time they came in slower, one by one. Jacob always first. Followed by Paul, then Jared, then the others I had no clue were.
Jacob didn't say a word other than continue to stare at me, ignoring Brady and Collin while they filled their dished with food. They were all doing it. I remained expressionless, trying to ignore the fact that every dominant watched me and refused to take their eyes off of it. Brady's actions helped as a distraction. He started banging dishes while he served, still glaring at me and shaking his head.
"What's your problem?" I glared back.
"You're my fucking problem!" Brady shouted back at me, throwing the serving utensil in the dish before turning to me. "You're fucking flaunting your shit around here like you've been craving the attention."
"Craving the attention?" I scoffed, "I'm not doing anything."
"Brady calm the fuck down!" Collin put himself between us with his arms out.
"SETTLE DOWN!" Sam ordered, banging the table to grab our attention. "You guys may not be dominants, but I can still give orders to you. I'm sure Felix wouldn't mind enforcing some sort of disciplinary actions." He looked at the man, receiving a nod and a half smile.
I clenched my fist before picking up the food with a fork and practically throwing it onto Paul's plate. The man chuckled and gave me a mischievous grin.
"Looks like your bitch is jealous Paul." Jacob said.
"Fuck you Jacob!" Brady muttered.
"Don't worry babe," Paul turned with his arms spread out, "there's enough of me to go around… I'm sure your limp is enough proof."
Brady was pissed. He abandoned his post and stormed to the gate, insisting Felix open the gate. The man let him through, clearly seeing the man shake his head and laughing at Brady's expense. Whatever was bothering Brady, his anger was aimed at me, and I was the one left to deal with the scene he caused. It didn't help that Jacob hasn't stopped staring at me the entire time.
"What?" I sneered. "Can you move along? Everyone else needs to eat."
"Shut up Seth." Collin nudged me.
The man chuckled. "I knew you were feisty." The others laughed as Jacob leaned into me, whispering into my ear. "The others can have your friends, but you belong to me."
It was obvious that he looked at me as property, but I didn't need him to confirm it for me. I was shocked by his threats. The man was what you would define as a dominant. His size, his strength, and especially his attitude were the most noticeable. I would stare in admiration if I wasn't scared of the man.
I couldn't help but watch him as he sat down, still serving the other wolves while they finished up. It take long before Jacob was already back in front, ignoring the food this time and coming straight to me.
"Jacob!" Sam called out.
"I just want to talk to him." Jacob replied defensively. Sam nodded and stepped back. Jacob stood in front of me and gave me an uncomfortable stare before leaning in again. "You can't take your eyes off of me can you?"
I leaned back noticing his smug expression, "it's because you won't stop staring at me. It's creeping me out."
"It's because you don't know exactly what you do to me." He pulled me closer by the shirt. "You're a distraction, and I will find a way to keep you close to me."
"The master won't allow it." I muttered, unsure, but hoping I was right.
"You'll be surprised just exactly what good ol' Eddie will do just to keep his top fighters happy." He whispered seductively. "Why do you think Brady is jealous. I mean he's a good fuck, but that doesn't make him the only one who makes us horny."
"What makes you think I'd give in to you?" I tried pushing him away.
"I didn't say you had to," he chuckled before nipping my ear. "But if you know what's good for you, then you'll do what I ask."
"Are you okay Seth?" Collin asked, earning a growl from Jacob.
"That's enough Jacob!" Sam interrupted, "leave the runt alone."
Two things that annoyed me at the moment were the fact that Sam referred to me as a runt, and the other was Jacob with his smug look on his face. It was like he was walking away victorious with a smirk to match.
I shook it off and began to tidy the area up, trying to regain my sanity. I was sure what just happened, didn't. I didn't want to believe any of it, but the dominant practically threatened my innocence, and I wasn't sure how he was going to convince Sir Edward to keep me closer to him. None of it sounded right.
Collin watched me with caution, staying quiet while we finished loading the last of the carts. By this time, the torches were lit on the walls and the gates were closed and the fighters were brought back to their cells. Felix pushed Brady's abandoned cart to the elevator which Collin came back to retrieve. I brought my cart up last and pushed it back to the kitchen with the scene that happened just moments ago, playing through my head like a loop.
What did Jacob see in me that made him act like such an animal? It was hard to understand exactly why the man practically acted like a dog around me. He could have any man or woman he wanted, and he probably did, but why did he feel he needed to add me to his collection.
Lost in thought, I looked up to see that Brady was being escorted by two men I hadn't recognized. Brady's hands were tied behind him and looked as if he was enjoying the moment. He no longer look upset, but more as if he just heard the best news possible. I watched until he and the two men stepped into the elevator and disappeared behind the doors.
"He's being punished for abandoning his duties." Collin explained standing next to me. "Though I don't see it as much as a punishment seeing how this is what Brady wanted all along."
I stared at him puzzled.
"Brady has been doing this as an excuse to be locked in the cell next to the dominants." He shook his head, "it really depends on what cell is available and which wolf he makes himself available too."
"What do you mean?" I asked Collin as we both pushed our carts down the hall to the kitchen.
"Brady has never been one to be obedient." Collin continued to explain. "The first time the master decided to discipline him, I soon found out that Brady did it more than often." We reached the kitchen and began filling the sink with water for the dishes. We were left alone to clean up. "The first time he came back, he was quick to end up in the same predicament." He began to wash dishes while I tidied the cooking area. "I told him that he just has to follow orders and he wouldn't end up in the cells below, but he was more than thrilled. I later found the reasons why after about a month of him being punished." I continued to listen. "He made it a habit to start pleasing the fighters, which is why I'm sure is the reason he is not to fond of you."
"He doesn't like me because he thinks I want to be punished?" I asked confused.
"No," Collin chuckled. "Brady won't admit it, but he feels threatened by you, and he won't admit that he enjoys the attention from the dominant, especially Paul."
"So he likes pleasing Paul and Jacob?" I asked him still unsure.
"Well, all of them except Jacob." Collin admitted, "I remember him coming back once pissed right off." He shook his head and laughed before continuing. "Jacob wouldn't give him the attention after the first time. Brady was upset because Jacob said that he just wasn't good enough for him."
"What about you?" I asked him reluctantly.
"I have needs," he shrugged, "I won't lie. But I'm not as sexually active as Brady. I have went down a few times just to tend to my needs." He stared blankly. "But not anymore."
"Why?" I asked.
"Because I don't need to really," he paused. "I sort of found a way to resist."
I wasn't sure what he meant by it, but he didn't seem keen on explaining anything further. All that could be heard were the dishes clanging and the water running. I still had questions, and I wasn't sure if I wanted to know the answers to the next one.
"What did Jacob mean by that I belong to him? That he wants me close to him?"
Collin stopped what he was doing and looked at me with a blank expression. "Umm…" he stammered, wiping his hands on his apron, "Jacob is known as alpha material. Every unit has one. Like a pack. The way we use to be before we were enslaved." I sat on the bench next to the counter island. "It's the reason all of the wolves look up to him and respect him. Sam is one too." He sat down across from me. "Every alpha reeks with dominance and authority. Each with their own ambition to rule in some sort of way, but with one sure need to find their own mate, usually a woman strong enough to bare their children, or an omega or submissive to just please their needs."
"So why does Jacob want me?" I asked.
"I would say it's because you're the new toy in the play pen, but something tells me that there is more to it." Collin continued, "He could want to claim you as his mate."
"But what does that mean for me?" I asked worried.
"It's hard to say." He shrugged again. "If Jacob can convince Sir Edward that you may benefit him in battle, and prove it, you just may end up having to fulfill more than just your duties."
I swallowed. "Would he?"
"That's the part I don't know." Collin stood up and finished up with was left. "If Jacob means it and puts in the effort to prove it, then yes. But I'm sure that Jacob would probably not want to waste time with any of it. But he could find a way to get you in trouble just so he could try to bed you."
"But I still don't get why he feels he needs to try me?"
"It's your scent Seth." Collin threw the rags in the sink before untying his apron, "you're the first I've seen to get that sort of reaction from any of them, especially Jacob." He walked closer to me, "I don't mean to frighten you in any way, but if Jacob says you smell different and more intense, you could end up being just what Jacob needs."
"What if I don't want to?"
"It's not really your choice." He turned to walk out of the kitchen. I followed. "You'll try to ignore every advance he tries to make on you, and you'll even try to ignore the fact that his scent will start to draw you in, but you won't be able to resist him when he and you are practically each other's drug. You're sexual frustrations will come to its peak and I'm sure Jacob or one of the others may just satisfy it."
"How do you know this?"
"Because Sam is an alpha."
AN: Short but still an update. Don't ask me how I did it, but I managed.