We were able to get the flour from the neighboring packs and came back safely. I had tried sneaking away from those damn guards, but they refused to leave my side. It was already late when we got back to the pack, my feet were sore from walking around. The packs. The other omegas were already sleeping. Immediately my back touched my small mattress. I slept off. Tomorrow is going to be a good day. And I need all the rest I could get before facing the crazy Psycho again.
I was dreaming about my house, and my life that I left behind when I felt something or someone tapping me slighting on my toes.
"Hey stop that, I'm trying to sleep, I said kicking my foots at the person touching me, but he still tapped me again this time harder.
"Get lost, I need to sleep, I have a lot of work to do for the psycho in the morning, so please fuck off, I said with sleepy eyes.
"And who is this psycho?"
What, I know that voice, this isn't Joan's voice, or any of the omegas. Wait! It's ALPHA PSYCHO!! I quickly jumped up, and there he was in his full glory glaring at me.
"I-I-i sorry alpha, I didn't know it was you, I thought it was Joan I said.
"Who is the psycho you are talking about in your dreams?! He asked
"Oh, he heard me call him a psycho, I'm in a big mess, what do I do? He's definitely going to kill me now. What have I done now.
"Speak!! Who are you calling a psycho in your dream?
A-A-Apha's it's m-m-my Friend. Yes it's my friend, she's a psycho. Yes my friend is a psycho I said shaking. He looked at me like he didn't believe what I was saying. But he didn't push further. Rather he was staring at me so intensely and I was beginning to feel uncomfortable.
"Alpha, is there something you want me to do for you?!
"Noodles, I want noodles now.
"What? Alpha it's past midnight, Elizabeth has locked up the kitchen and all the omegas are sleeping. There's no way I can cook noodles for you tonight.
"Are you refusing to cook for me?? He asked, raising his voice now, his eyes changing their colors. And I know what that means.
"No Alpha, I'm sorry, I will cook for you.
"She doesn't want to cook for me, she said she won't cook for me. Kill her. Kill her. Kill her.
"Oh no! Oh no, I'm in trouble now, he wants to kill me.
"If I kill her, who is going to cook the noodles for me?
"oh ThankGod, he's coming back to his senses, " I said to myself.
"I will wait. Once she's done cooking the noodles then I will kill her.
"What? I thought this psycho was coming to his sense? And now he's still thinking of killing me after cooking for him.
"I will rip out her intestines and have someone cook it together with the noodles after killing her. Let me wait for another minute and if she's still refusing to cook the noodles for me, then I will kill her
Noooo Alpha, I'm heading to the kitchen now, let's go, I will cook the noodles for you now. I bought the flours I said pointing at the bag of flour which I had come back with earlier. Let's go Alpha, I said grabbing one bag of flour and running out of our room not looking back to know if he was following me or not. I did not stop running till I got to the kitchen, I dropped the back of flour on the ground. Now I have to look for a way to open this damn kitchen. I need to go to Elizabeth's room to get the keys. Suddenly someone kicked the door behind me and it opened with full force. I turned back to see the psycho Alpha, without saying a word he entered the kitchen slowly Like he was being controlled by an unseen force. I followed behind, scared to think of the consequences if I delay any longer.
"Alpha please have a seat, but before I finished the statement the psycho was already sitting on one of the kitchen chairs the omegas used for dining. His eyes were still fixed on me. Hungry bastard. I cursed him in my mind. I started mixing the flour with trembling hands, mentally calculating how many ingredients I could throw into the pot without him stabbing me or breaking my neck for taking too long.
"Alpha, it will take just a little time. I have to knead the dough, cut it into strips—"
"You're wasting time talking. Make. The. Noodles."
I bit my tongue. "I'm sorry Alpha, I will continue with it now. He didn't even blink. I rolled up my sleeves and got to work like my life depended on it which, technically, it did.
I poured some water into the flour, kneaded it with all the speed and desperation of someone trying not to become stir-fried meat, then slammed the dough onto the table and started rolling.
The crazy Alpha's eyes followed my every move like a hawk eyeing a rabbit. Except this hawk looked ready to eat the rabbit and the rolling pin.
"I want the taste to be exactly as the last one you made"
"Yes, Alpha." Psycho. noodles only have one taste.
"I'm getting hungrier now, and she's still moving slow, can't she be any faster?"
Crazy man, I'm already working as fast as I could and he's still thinking I'm slow?
"After eating I will kill her for keeping me hungry this long.
"Oh God, I thought he changed his mind about killing me? Why is he still thinking about it? Can't he think about anything else aside from killing me?"
A-A-Alpha, the noodles will be ready in five minutes. I said, trying to divert his thoughts from killing me. His fingers twitched. Satisfied, he relaxed slightly in his seat, resting his chin on his palm as he watched me. Like I was on a late-night cooking show and he was the world's most terrifying judge. The broth simmered, and I started slicing the fresh noodles into long, even strands. My hands moved faster than ever. It was either that or get stabbed with a soup spoon. I tossed the noodles into the boiling pot, added chili oil, garlic paste, a little soy, dried beef shavings, and a touch of magic not literal magic, just survival instinct. A few minutes later, I placed the steaming bowl in front of him.
He leaned forward and sniffed it, then he closed his eyes, then he picked up the fork like he was about to perform a sacred ritual. Then he took one bite, then another, he moaned out so loud that I froze.
"Alpha?" Are you okay? I asked. But he didn't speak for a long moment. Just kept eating, Slurping, chewing, occasionally sighing like a man who had just tasted the heavens after crawling through hell barefoot.
"This…" he said finally, "is the best thing I have ever eaten."
I blinked. Was I hearing things? How can noodles be the best thing this psycho has ever eaten? What will happen if he tastes the other foods we have before I transmigrated to this damn place?" I know what to do, tomorrow I will make a different meal entirely, at least if he's eating different and delicious meals everyday, he won't kill me easily and that will buy me enough time to escape from here. Why is this psycho sniffing?"
"Alpha… are you okay? Are you crying?" I asked, peeking at his face. He wiped the corner of his eye casually, like nothing had happened.
"I'm sweating." He answered
"Alpha In your eyeball?"
"Shut up stupid toad."
"Yes, Alpha." I answered and quietly ran back to stand in my usual corner quietly.
He devoured the rest of the bowl in record time, then sat back like a satisfied warlord after a battle feast. I started to back away toward the door, praying he'd forget that whole kill-her-after-noodles threat.
But of course, no such luck. The universe really wants him to kill me tonight.
His head tilted toward me again, the glowing eyes narrowing.
"Is she trying to escape from me? Why is she backing away to the door side? He said in his inner voice.
I quickly ran back inside. Alpha do you need anything else? I asked.
"Yes, now that I've eaten, I should kill you." But tell me how do you want me to kill you? Should I strangle you? Or stab you with that knife over there, he said poking at the kitchen knife. If I should just separate your head from your neck right now? Which one do you prefer?
My knees buckled, oh God!
"Wait, Alpha, didn't the noodles calm you down? See? I-I-I can make another plate for you. I offered moving towards the pot still on the burner.
"hehehehe, she's really buying it. I won't kill her, she makes delicious noodles. He said in his inner voice.
This psycho is just messing with my mind.
"I will keep you alive," he finally said, sighing. "But only because no one else can cook noodles."
Relief flooded my chest like soup filling a bowl.
"Thank you, Alpha," I whispered.
"Don't thank me," he grunted, standing and brushing invisible crumbs off his clothes. "If you ever make me wait again. I will garnish the noodles with your soul."
"Y.yes Alpha
With that, he walked away without another word, disappearing into the shadows like some deranged midnight noodle phantom. But he suddenly came back.
Alpha, did you forget something?" He did not answer. He walked closer to me. Like a hunter cornering his prey.
A-A-Alpha, I-I-l, y-y-you promise not to kill me I said finally finding my voice. He ignored my question and continued walking towards me. Oh God this is it. My life is about to end. And there's no escaping it now. My back was already pressing the walls and my eyes tightly closed. I'm now expecting the worst to happen. When I felt a warm kiss on my forehead.