I look at my handy work in the kitchen. This is the last room that has to be cleaned and all the dishes are now done and stored away in the cupboards nice and neatly. It has been an exhausting day from being designated as the new Breeder, to my small breakdown outside and finally to having to clean a full cottage all by my-self. I should have made a stupid guard help me clean since their job is to basically keep me locked in this property but the thought of one of the wolves outside stepping into a space that is designated as mine causes anger to swell inside me at this unjust situation. I lean against the marble counter, a glass of red wine from the bottle I found in the pantry in my grasp while I take a sip and turn to look at the time on the microwave - ten o'clock a night. I know that a six-teen I am three years underage to legally drink in Canada but fuck it, I really need something strong after the day I have had and Chris always limited me to one glass of wine at functions so the alcohol has little effect on me. Suddenly something vibrates against my leg, causing me to jump and nearly choke on my drink. Remembering that I had stashed my cellphone into the pocket of my skirt earlier this morning, I place the glass on the counter and proceed to take the device out. My screen flashes with a picture of me and my best friend Abby and a small smile plays on my lips as I slide my finger across the screen to answer her incoming call.
“Hey Ab-“ I begin, heading upstairs as she cuts my greeting off. “Is it true? Are you the newest breeder?” I wince at her words and sigh – something I’ve been doing all day- telling her to give me a moment as there are guards outside my cottage. Heading towards my room –the master bedroom – I make my way towards the master bath and turn on the shower letting the running water mask our conversation.
“Yeah, it’s true sadly.” I reply after a while, sliding down the wall to sit on the cold tiled floor. “We have to save you!” My best friend states worry evident in her voice causing tears to pool in my blue eyes and escape down my cheeks.
“You can’t do anything. Think about your mate he is the Beta here and if Alpha Sam finds out you tried to free me imagine what would happen.” My voice cracks as I begin to sob again for the second time today. I make a quick decision and tell my best friend all my fears and worries about my new position. How I wish I wasn't chosen at all as a Breeder and how I wish I had met my mate before today as mated females are safe from becoming a Breeder. By the end of my sobbing rant I feel better with a clearer mind; talking to a friend really helps.
“I know I am allowed to come see you tomorrow to help get the house decorated so I will bring you some essentials, what do you want?” Abby says quietly trying to distract me from the current situation. I smile and let out a chuckle at her antic. As the Beta Female and surrogate Luna of this pack my friend has a say in what happens with the new Breeder and it is her job to help the Breeder settle in on the second day. I somehow got lucky with Abby being my best friend and growing up together as children even if she is three years older than me.
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