My Savior Alpha, Jessie Marie [book recommendations website .txt] 📗

for her, protect her and love her for the rest of our lives.Thankfully after what seemed like hours had passed she slowly picked up the fork with shaky hands, the sight of her bony and delicate fingers making me want to wince as I tried not to stare. I couldn't help it though, my wolf was forcing me to watch her, to make sure she ate and got better for us. She needed to get better!

 

Chapter 9

 

Holly's Pov

Why was he staring? He hadn't stopped looking at me since he entered and while I should have felt uncomfortable under his piecing gaze I found it impossible to be so. It was as if even though my brain was telling me that I should fear him, that he was a stranger and that he could be dangerous, my body was telling me that I was safe around him. I didn't know what to think, but all I knew was when he offered me food I was stunned into complete and utter silence.I couldn't help but scrunch up my features in confusion as I stared at him, the fact that he had returned with food only minutes ago only increasing my confusion. Why was he doing this? He had to have an alternative motive right? People just didn't go around helping rouges they had planned to attack, especially not an alpha like himself.It was a few long minutes after he took a seat at the edge of the bed that I slowly reached for the fork, watching him with keen eyes in case he changed his mind. I expected him to snap, to say it was all a joke before he attacked me but again my body, my wolf wouldn't allow me to. Surprisingly she was quiet, as if she was contemplating what was going on and why she suddenly felt almost at peace with herself. What was going on? When he didn't make a move to stop me I breathed in deeply, the heavenly scent filling my senses as I nearly moaned at the aroma coming off the food. While his cooking was nice, it being the first full meal I had ever been given, I found his own natural scent smelt better. It was musky and masculine, making it clear that he was an powerful alpha who meant business. Again I found myself wondering why he was being so nice to me, my body accepting it but my mind was whirling due to never having been treated like this before. Even if it was a joke before he attacked, it would be a nice memory before everything went black I thought."Please eat sweetheart" he breathed with a smile, watching my movements as he did so. He hadn't stopped staring at me, his amazing hazel eyes which looked so much like caramel. I was shocked to find that there wasn't that much different between the colors of our eyes, mine just slightly more vibrant making them look amber. It soothed me, knowing how gorgeous his eyes were…I rapidly shook my head at the thought as soon as it had crossed my mind, feeling shame and self—loathing set in as I realized that such an alpha would never look at me in that way. I was put on this earth to be unloved and hated, I had gotten used to it by now and I knew that nothing was going to change that. He will have his fun with me, trying to raise my hopes of something better from life before taking it away from me when he was bored.  Taking a shaky breath I continued to stare at him, not being able to help myself as I did so. What did such a beautiful and handsome man want with me? I could tell he looked to be a few years older than me, maybe 18 or so. I wondered how long he had been an alpha for, the Jewel Pack was very well—known and feared due to the impressive leadership and I suddenly felt incredibly inadequate as I sat in his presence. Why wasn't I dead?Slowly I put the small amount of omelette I had on my fork into my mouth, feeling my lips wrap around the cool metal as I took a bite. It was delicious, it was a shame my body wouldn't be able to take a lot of it.Due to being starved for as long as I have your body can no longer accept large amounts of food without making you feel sick, so as I took a small bite I knew that while it tasted so good I wouldn't be able to enjoy as much of it as I would have liked to. Even so though I found myself smiling at him, something which while took a lot of effort seemed to come naturally to me as I looked away shyly. It seemed to please him though, a wide grin pulling at his lips making a strange feeling to bubble up inside my chest which had me confused."Good?" he asked, his voice husky as he seemed eager for a response. Again I found myself confused about his reaction, why did he seem to enjoy my company so much? "Thank you, but I…" I started, not wanting to seem rude or ungrateful as I looked at the plate in front of me. Why did he go through all the trouble of making me something? He was confusing me more and more as each second passed, and what was this slight pull in my chest! "Please" he breathed quietly, his tone looking near pleading as he stared at me with those incredible eyes of his. I soon found myself melting under his soft gaze, never had I been looked at with such care, with such emotion that wasn't hate or disgust. I liked it, but I knew not to get used to the feeling.

 

 

 

Chapter 10

Ooo
I soon found my bottom lip trembling, my eyes glossing over as I desperately tried to blink back my tears. Normally I just let them flow, but I didn't want to around him. Someone inside of me knew it would cause him pain or discomfort and I found that it was the last thing I wanted to do, to upset him in anyway. So I quickly diverted my gaze and focused on a picture on his wall, it surprising me since I didn't expect such a nice piece of artwork to be in his room. With that I soon found my tears subsiding as I scanned the room curiously, trying to take another bite and smiling softly when I swallowed the little slice of heaven I had started to mentally call it. He really was an amazing cook; well I had assumed that he had made it.Looking around I was stunned to find that it was the last thing I expected, instead of seeing what I expected to see in an 18 year olds room it was surprisingly homely. His walls were a light shade of green which reminded me of freshly cut grass and his floor was a plush carpet which was a midnight black. While he had a few gaming consoles and a number of other electrical devices such as a large TV and a music system, everything was incredibly neat.Looking at his furniture I took note that everything was in a dark wood, a large desk in the corner of the massive room which had a slim—line laptop on it as well as number of sheets of paperwork. It was clear he used his room as his office as well, my eyes continuing to take in the room in front of me as I continued to feel his curious and intent gaze on me. Again it didn't bother me; strangely it actually made me feel kind of safe.I suddenly couldn't help but smile when I saw that he had a large flower sitting on the windowsill in his room, my eyes trained on the bright yellow petals as I did so. I couldn't help but tilt my head to the side as I continued to take it in, my fingers twitching with the urge to touch it but I didn't dare. He may have been unusually kind to me so far, but the last thing I was going to do was push my luck. "You like flowers?" he asked as he suddenly pulled me out of my thoughts, his question catching my attention as I snapped my head in his direction before wincing at the strain it put on my neck. Uh."I love flowers" I said in an almost dreamy tone as I returned to gazing at it, suddenly feeling a whole lot more comfortable here as I slowly crossed my legs as I continued to stare at it. While the petals were a bright shade of yellow the centre was a vibrant orange, the inner part of the petals the same color as they came out from the bud. I had never seen anything like it; it was incredibly exotic as well as beautiful."It's an orange and yellow Gazania" I heard him say in that deliciously husky tone of his causing me to nod, suddenly finding my form relaxing. Flowers and plants had always seemed to have that soothing effect on me, as if it made my life seem a whole lot brighter as I stared at the attractive colors."It's beautiful" I found myself sighing dreamily, a soft smile on my lips but I still ached to touch it, to stroke the light petals in a soothing manner. I swore I heard him say 'so are you' but I knew I must have been hearing things, I was anything but beautiful. I didn't kid myself into thinking that I was, I had been reminded enough to know that I was far from pretty."Would you like a closer look?" he asked after a few seconds, again seeming eager to talk to me. I smiled widely at this, never having felt so light and airy as I looked away shyly and nodded. A blush rose to my cheeks and I heard him growl lowly, again it did nothing but sooth both me and my wolf who had started purring affectionately. She liked him I realized, she liked him a lot.I watched him closely as he hopped off the bed and walked to his window, grabbing the thin and clear glass where the one flower rested in. It was see—threw and the vase looked