Savannah’s POV
“Master will be here after sometime. He said you can have breakfast if you are hungry” Luina said once I sat in the dining area.
“I will wait for him” I smiled at her.
“Am I late?” a woman around mid 40 walked in with a smile.
“Mistress, she is Marga, the head of the maids in the pack. She is also incharge of the kitchen” Luina informed.
“Welcome to the pack Mistress” Marga smiled warmly. “I was on leave so I did not about your arrival”
“It’s fine,” I smiled.
“What would you like to eat?”
“What does Hardwick eat everyday?” I asked her.
She looked quite surprised but smiled again “master usually drinks coffee in the morning. He rarely has his breakfast meal”
“He skips breakfast?” I frowned. It’s not good to skip the first meal of the day. He always disappears in the morning saying he has work. But even though he has work, he couldn’t neglect his health. I shook my head.
“I will wait for him, I want to eat with him today” I said to her.
“Okay” Marga nodded her head.
“Where is he anyways? Why does he always disappear in the morning?” I frowned at Luina.
Luina had a helpless expression as she smiled “I don’t know mistress. Master does not inform us about his whereabouts or his works”
I sighed “I am sorry, I didn’t mean to pressure you” I should not have asked like this. Of course he won’t find it important to inform the maids about him. Next time I think I need to do this personally.
After almost waiting for 15 minutes Hardwick finally decided to grace us with his presence. He smiled when he saw me then kissed my temple.
“Are you waiting for me?”
I nodded and watched him sitting on the head chair. Marga again came to us with a smile.
“What would you like to have for breakfast?” She asked.
Hardwick asked me, “What do you want to eat?”
“Anything is fine, I am not picky” I shrugged.
He nodded then turned to look at Marga “bring something hot and tasty”
Marga nodded and about to go when I called her “Marga please make it two”
Marga smiled then left. Hardwick turned to me and smiled “slept well?” There was a smirk playing in his eyes.
I know what he was talking about. I will never let him know that I had a daydream about our erotic action. I shook my head.
“I heard you skip breakfast every time” I said focusing on the topic.
“I have less appetite,” he smiled.
I rolled my eyes “you are not a robot or something. Even if I know you are strong and has more power but you still need to eat to keep yourself healthy”
He chuckled “you are worried that much?” He leaned towards me while his eyes were pinning me with dominance “if I am not wrong, I would think that you have fallen for me”
I was startled with his statement. Fallen for him? Am I really? I have encountered the most painful tragedy because I have fallen for the wrong person in the past. But now the present is more promising and more different from the past. Though I am bound to Hardwick because of the mate bond and truly speaking I do care for him a lot, and there’s a kind of strong pull towards him but can those feelings be referred to as ‘love’? A love that ruined me in the past?
For some time I couldn’t reply to him. I trust Hardwick more than myself and also want to obey everything he says. But whenever I want to put myself in the love matter I don’t know why but there’s still some insecurity building inside my heart.
“You don’t have to fight,” I heard him say. I looked up and found him looking at me playfully.
“There’s no need for you to go through the internal turmoil. You are my mate, and as long as you know the fact that you are mine, that’s enough. Other thing does not matter anymore”
Suddenly guilt stabbed my heart. He is so caring and understanding. He knows my thoughts and also never tries to judge it. My eyes watered instantly. How come I ever doubt his affection and love that is shining in his eyes?
“I am yours”
I blurted out before I could stop myself. It’s like my mind and my thoughts are working together to push the words out even before my heart could permit it. Hardwick gave me his handsome smirk.
“Yes, you are mine”
We looked at each other deeply in the eyes. Forgetting about our surroundings. It felt like I was drowning inside his dominating orbs which always managed to pull me with invisible shackles.
“Master, Mistress, breakfast is served” suddenly Marga’s voice pulled us out of our own trance. I averted my gaze and looked at the empty plate on the table while Hardwick just cleared his throat and picked the coffee cup to drink. Marga served pancakes on my plate then added the delicious looking syrup on it.
“Serve me the breakfast too Marga” Hardwick said suddenly and I looked at him.
“Uh …” Marga was surprised but she still served the pancake on his plate before turning around and smiled at me.
I gave her a smiling nod before picking my spoon and fork to start eating. The morning in the Dark Forest Pack is as sweet as the pancake on my plate.