Mate
~At Night
Anaya’s P.O.V.
The cold made me stiff. My long coat was torn and was unable to cover me. I was dizzy from hunger. I knew I would die if I didn't get food, but I don’t like being a beggar. I was praying for my death when I heard the sound of a child crying.
It was the voice of a three or four year old, not a newborn baby. As soon as the authorities see children, they usually take them under protection. Who was crying? Maybe he has just become homeless. His sibling or mother or father will be with him. I got up to check.
Following the voice, I walked to my left. The noise got louder from there and then someone's scream was heard on the sound of a slap.
“Shut up!!!! At this time, when you were told to make noise and cry, why did you not cry!!!! I was doing you a favor that at least you should move to a safe and secure place. However, you are very fond of seeing your mother in pain.” She slapped him again. The girl was in a nice dress and warm clothes, but after being outside for a few days, the effects of homelessness were slowly starting to show. The child she was holding was a very cute child, even though he was dirty.
I walked over to the chubby child with blue eyes and blond hair that looked to be around five years old. He was sobbing instead of making noise from his mother's beating. His mother’s eyes were fixed on her son.
“Why are you slapping this cute baby?" I asked very cautiously, at which the mother and son turned to me. They were homeless like me, but my condition was direr.
“Because he deserves to be beaten!!!!! His father forbade me to live and now his children are doing it to me. I have always thought well of both of them and both of them have decided to make my life hell.” I understand partially why these people are homeless. The hand behind this must be that of the child's father. He turned out to be so cruel that he not only expelled his wife, but also his own children. He was so cute child, whose face looked so pale and weak with grief.
Still, he's with you. He needs you. He is your child. Children need their mothers very much." My eyes were moist and my voice faltered.
As the policemen passed by, I told him to cry if he wanted to eat! And if they looked at him, he would at least be sent to a safe place but he ran away!!!!!! This evil father's son ran away!!!!! And now he asks for food. "Where can I get food?” She started to slap him again but I stopped her.
“Please don't. "I'll find the food and bring it." The woman's hands stopped when I said that.
"Please don't do anything. Take him with you. I just came." I consoled her and I moved towards the Zee club. I would never do it, but the child's tears touched me deeply.
Today was Sunday night. On a weekend night, the Zee Club would get so busy that the staff there would not even have time to scratch their heads. The restaurant downstairs was sparsely populated, but the club's raucous reputation grew so much that they often had to hire extra guards to maintain them. This was to keep the crowd under control.
I knew that there was going to be a rush in the restaurant today so that no one would know. I would bring something for the mother and child but I had to carefully go through a corner which was very narrow. However, there at least I would not have to deal with those dirty guards and drunken gangs.
There was a steel door in front of me. I opened it and went inside. I was greeted by very loud music and the noise of people talking. I put my hands on my ears and then walked towards where there was a strong smell of food. As I walked, I came to the door where a trolley was lying. Even though the hot food was covered with a cover, the smell was still coming. It was a modern trolley with a heating system inside to keep the food warm. This was the thing that drew people to the Zee club. The service here was very classy and modern. It was as if the waiter had left the tray and entered.
The first thing I noticed was that there was a delicious crispy chicken fillet with chips on the tray. Instead of going inside, I decided to reach for the tray, taking it from there.
Someone grabbed my hand tightly before I turned around. I saw that there was a tall and broad waiter who was looking at me with rage and anger. As I gazed at him, my being began to tremble.
“Bloody slut!!” I was blinded by the heavy punches. I've been hit by many people before, but this was the hand of a fighter, it even halted my breath for a moment. Someone picked me up by the hair as I thought I was going to run.
"You wanted to ruin my job! You put my job in jeopardy. Now I'm not intending to let you go." He slapped me hard in the face. A scream escaped from my mouth. I was weak, hungry and homeless. My body couldn’t fight him back. He was beating me mercilessly; no one was there to stop him. Maybe this was my last time. Maybe I was going to die. Feeling the pain all over my body, my eyes drifted into darkness and I fell to the ground.
Xavier’s P.O.V.
Mate!
It's here! I feel her! She's here right now! She is at the gathering!
I was taken aback by this unexpected circumstance.
Xavier! Find her!
Raven, my wolf, kept reminding me to do so. He stated repeatedly to me that my mate was there at the restaurant.
My heart couldn't help but start feeling disgusting. What if she is here? I was confused when to kill her. As I followed Raven down the hallway, the sensation inside of me grew stronger and stronger. Raven seemed to be trying to escape my body, I thought.
I carefully identified the visitors who had arrived by giving them a close look. Why was I so eager to see her?
“What difference it has if she is here? I will never accept her.” I reminded Raven in my mind. Raven growled at me.
Today was my fourth visit to the restaurant club, which was launched four years ago. I was talking to Chef Lewis after seeing the whole arrangement. Dressed in a white button-down shirt folded back, I came here for a meeting. Not even after 15 minutes of discussion and tour, I felt that.
Before I could approach, I heard uproar on the right even though everyone had been urged to look disciplined and professional. Chef Lewis looked red-faced and embarrassed, as my forehead was furrowed with disgust. Where was the noise coming from? Why it disturbed us?
"Sir, let me check." He apologized and rushed toward the door but I stopped him.
I put my hands in my pant pockets and walked to where the door of the restaurant, used by the waiters, was open and there were people gathered. Seeing me, everyone backed away.
"What happened?" I asked with a frown. I wanted to end my feeling by diverting my mind.
“Sir, our oyster has caught a thief who was stealing food from a trolley and now he is beating her.” Elsie, the waiter, informed me.
“But all these spectacles should have been outside. I will not tolerate this in my club." On my orders, Oyster, who almost killed the girl, was driven back.
Now a new problem? I shook my head. It's time to take this girl to the hospital. My reputation could have been questioned by a new scandal. Angrily I came in front of Oyster who was now standing politely with his head bowed.
“A scare or a punch was enough to teach a lesson. How dare you do such a thing to someone in my club?
"Alpha.” He wanted to speak but my angry look didn’t allow him to do so. Unintentionally, my eyes fell on the beaten and wounded being, and I froze. Her face was probably covered in blood, but I recognized her. How could I forget her?
At once, my look shifted from her greasy hair to her bleeding lips, leaving me with a strange feeling. As soon as I saw her blood-soaked face, my heart was strangely broken. Has he gone crazy?
I inhaled deeply. My pulse was racing. The smell of her blood was driving me crazy. I jerked my head to get rid of it but no vain. It was the strongest feelings, I felt ever.
She was dirty and her flimsy dress had long ago faded. Her clothing were ripped and frayed. Her hair, which was an unidentifiable hue, was tangled behind her back. The toes of the worn shoes were still just barely visible.
She can’t be our mate, huh Raven? I tried to convince myself but Raven was getting out of control.
How can you think about a filthy girl as your mate? She is not worth of us. She is a messy and weak girl with no wolf. If she had been in my pack, she would have been killed long ago.
“No, you can’t kill her.” Raven grunted.
"Sir??" I regained consciousness at my manager’s voice. My eyes were on her lips and cheeks, whose wounds I wanted to test, but she was a dirty thief, who slapped me this morning.
"Yes? Speak."
“What should we do with this girl? Throw her somewhere or send her to a hospital?" I looked at her and then turned my face away.
“No, I will not give anyone a chance to make a scandal about my repo question. Bring her to my first office and call Dr. Mario. I want her treated quickly! And shut the mouths of all of them and take the bastard to prison who tried to spoil my name." I ordered in a heavy tone and stepped outside. I don’t know why I did this. I could have killed her, who would have questioned me? However, I ordered her to be taken to my office for treatment, but why? Still, I was stunned.