Chapter 3 the kitchen

Chapter 3

I fell asleep while the old man treated me. I didn't see the bandaged thigh I expected the morning I woke up. I wondered why my thigh was not bandaged and...

I don't feel any pain in my thigh where I was injured because of what happened last night. I removed the blanket that was on my body and was surprised to see that there was no sign of a wound there. What happened there? Why did it suddenly disappear? What kind of medicine did they use to cause this to happen to my wound?

My mind was full of questions that were immediately stopped because of a man who spoke.

Norman...

For some unknown reason, my heart beat faster when I witnessed this.

"You're not someone special here, you go and cook for breakfast." He said coldly making me gulp. He was scary unlike Theo who's kinda... I don't know. Are they two brothers?

Even though I was still wondering how the wound on my thigh disappeared, I just ignored it and followed his order to cook breakfast for the two of them.

I don't know what I'm going to cook, so I'll do whatever I can with the ingredients in the fridge.

I got some chicken meat and started working.

"I shouldn't have bought that girl, Norman. She mòans like a freaking goat. I hate it so much." I heard Theo's voice approaching the kitchen. The two of them are Norman.

"Yeah, whatever. Next time, choose wisely." Norman gave Theo a bored answer.

They entered the kitchen where I was working. They fell silent when they saw me. I watched the two sit down and realized that they both looked alike. Siblings or twins? They are twins because their faces are similar. Only expression and hair are different between the two of them. The rest is the same for both.

The two of them talked again and it was as if there was no point if someone else could hear the two of them.

"We already have our mate, Theo. There's no way-"

"Maybe a second chance mate? I've heard of that before. It's possible for the goddess to give another mate to a werewolf."

Werewolves?

"It's not because Shantal is gone that we're going to replace her, Theo! I won't accept anyone as my mate because I already have one and that's Shantal!" He slammed his hand down on the table which made a loud noise in the house.

"Then how?"

"How what?"

"How can we prove that he's not our mate?" Theo. I just worked quietly.

"I told you I'm gonna talk to Wecca and... I also plotted another plan."

The two were silent for a moment before Theo spoke.

"Oh no, you won't do it Norman! Remember what happened to Shantal when we did that!"

"I don't give a single fûck on what's going to happen to him. I don't and won't care."

Who are the two him referring to? Who are these two talking about? I couldn't help but be curious.

"Fûck, I'm hungry! Make that fast!" Norman yelled at me which surprised me. I nodded again and again and was confused by what I was doing.

When I finished what I was doing, I immediately prepared it on the table for them to eat.

"Now go away, your face really irritates me."

Norman gave me an evil look that I swallowed. I slowly nodded and immediately left there. I felt Theo's gaze from behind me.

"Don't be so rude, Norman. You're scaring the cute boy in the house." I turned around and he gave me a wink that embarrassed me.

I immediately avoided looking at him and completely left because I felt like I was going to have a heart attack because of the two of them.

"Next time, don't wander around at night so we don't both get hurt and lose our jobs. Do you know that Sir Norman scolded me because you wandered around at night!"

I bowed while listening to the sermons of the old housekeeper. He has been talking to me for a while now and I think he never runs out of things to say to me. I don't have the ability to answer him right away.

If I write it irritates me even more.

"The only good thing about you is that you are quiet and good at cooking! You really have a headache even though you haven't been here for a week!"

But I was not affected by what he was telling me. Because it just doesn't seem to me. I've heard worse than that.

"Later in the evening, you will only cook a little, just for the two of us. The twins will not come home because they will be attending a friend's birthday party. And go to bed right after you eat! And wander around in the middle of the night. Is that clear? ?!"

I nodded slowly.

"Hmph!" Ismid before abandoning me forever. I held my breath. I also breathed a sigh of relief because it was finally over with me.

That day I did nothing but lock myself in my room. I only went out when it was lunch time.

I heated the food earlier. It can still be eaten. The old man didn't complain that I only heated up our dish.

After eating, I volunteered to wash the plates. She immediately said yes and ran towards the TV to watch another show.

From time to time I could hear her laughing and clapping while she was watching and I was washing. I just ignored his noise and continued with my work.

After I finished what I was doing, I immediately returned to my room. Took the bag and checked if I had any notebooks left. There are many more. It may not be used up right away, but it still depends on how much I can write in a day.

I don't think I can live properly if I don't have my notebooks and ballpoint pens with me. This is my way of communication. I can't survive without them in my bag or pocket. These things had been a huge help to me since I lost my ability to speak when I was just a kid...

When the night came I cooked a little dish because as the old man replied to me the brothers would not come home early because they were supposed to be attending a party.

I cooked vegetables but before that I asked the old man if he ate vegetables and what vegetables we were going to eat. He said nothing so I just followed what he wanted and maybe he will scold me again.

While I was cooking, I would occasionally get a headache that made me cry. Why is my head hurting now when I'm not doing anything else today? Or maybe I overslept so my head hurts.

I just felt a little pain. After a while it also disappeared.

While we were eating around seven o'clock, my headache returned. I feel so dizzy and nauseous that I can't think properly. Because of the feeling I lost my appetite.

"What! That boy, when he left food!"

I just ignored him and went straight to my room to calm myself down because of the attraction I felt in my head. I quickly laid down on the bed and covered myself with my blanket while massaging my head softly and gently.

I tried to sleep and I'm glad I did. But then I woke up again because of the pain again. I searched for my phone and saw that the time was already 11:41 pm.

As time went on, my chest began to tighten. I pressed my hands on it and tried to calm myself down. But it wasn't helping me. The pain is getting worse every second I'm trying to breathe.

I'm losing air! The pain in my head and chest came together making me release a loud scream.

What's happening to me? I'm not stupid to think that I'm getting sick or what! I'm pretty sure this is something else. The pain is new to me, I haven't felt this in my entire life of living.

It's like my head is splitting in so much pain. And it feels like my chest is being crushed by the pain. The two illnesses came together that almost killed me that night.

Then all of a sudden, blood came out of my mouth.

"This is a bad idea, Norman."

"No it's not,"

I rolled my eyes at him.

"We're here to prove if he's really our new mate."

I scoffed and glared at him.

"You're just being in denial, Norman. It's so obvious that he's our-"

"Do you not love Shantal anymore to seek another one?" He asked me an angry question that silenced me for a while. Every time he mentions her name, I stop for a few seconds.

I loved Shantal so much. She's the only woman who stayed with us when we had nothing, when the pack abandoned us years ago. I'm so grateful when we found out that she's our mate. She's kind and very beautiful. She's our everything before.

But her life ended immediately. She was killed by humans... Without us knowing. We just felt how our bond was cut off.

Those times were the worst time of our lives. Because of her death, we almost followed her too. The pain was too much before I couldn't handle it. The pain that almost killed me. I can't accept her death before. It's hard for me and Norman.

I recovered immediately, "It's not me who has another woman days after Shantal's death. I respected her passing while you didn't." I strongly promised him. Anger grew more and more on his face.

I understand him though. He did find different women after Shantal's death to avoid the pain. He witnessed how messed up I am when that happened and he didn't want to suffer too much. So he had fun while I suffered in the corner.

"I loved her, Theo!"

"I didn't say you didn't love her! We both did!"

"And I want to forget the pain, Theo." He looked away after you said that.

"Then just accept the fact that the little boy is our second chance mate. I know you can feel it, Norman. Don't deny it." He looked at me while breathing heavily.

"Shantal is long gone and I already accepted it, Norman. The goddess gave us another chance to be happy. To be with someone else."

His face was wrinkled.

"How can I be happy if I will have a boy mate, Theo?! I'm not even into guys, fûck!"

He tweaked himself as if his problem was really big. I sighed.

"Then let's find out together how this works-"

"If I'm going to fall for a man for the rest of my life, might as well enjoy this night, huh?" My twin's face is now mischievous. I groaned.

"Norman-"

"I will enjoy my last night with a woman, Theo and you can't stop me. You can join me if you want."

"That would be cheating already-"

"We still haven't bonded with him so it's not."

"But it will hurt him, Norman!" I yelled at him. He stopped walking away from me and looked at me.

"Then we will comfort the mute boy in the morning,"

Mute. He's really using it to our mate, huh? The boy is indeed mute. I can't believe it. It would be hard for us to communicate. Should we learn sign language? Or buy dozens of notebooks and ballpens. This is insane.

I groaned loudly and followed him.

He smirked at me while I glared at him. Asshole.

"I thought you wouldn't join me?" He crossed his arms and mocked me even more.

"Just make sure I won't regret this night, Norman. Find a decent woman this time to fûck."

"You wanna fuck, huh?"

"I want to release my stress to someone right now."

"We have to take this then,"

He handed me the white medicine. Yeah, if we drink this, we can't feel our mates feeling but I'm afraid to say that... he can feel us. We are the only ones who will never know how he feels.

"Don't you dare back off, Theo."

I smirked at him.

"Oh I won't, Norman. Wanna have a bet?" We are both smiling now.

"Whoever exits first, will have a punishment." I smirked even more.

He frowned. "And what would that be?"

"He will be the one to do the replay to our mate," he paled because of what he heard.

"That's not a punishment,"

Trying to escape, Norman?

"Oh it is, we both don't know how to do it with a boy so both of us will suffer this one."

"Fuck you, Theo!"

"Thank you, Norman." I smirked at him and started walking down the grand staircase of a friend's mansion. Many women are out there because this is a birthday party. Everyone is invited.

I don't know why but that night made me forget about the mute boy in the house. All I can think about right now is pleasure. To Be Continued...