I gave each of them a look as I thought about how best to evade this.
Should I just run back to my room, and pretend I didn't hear him?
I look at his balled fist.
Swallowing a little, I coughed nervously. My eyes went to the other rogues watching us with such a familiar glint in their eyes.
They look as if they understand what's going on, and worse of all, they find it amusing and such.
You can do this, Mek. You can do this.
Don't allow them to put you down. You can do this.
I give myself the clique prep talk before I took the first step toward them. Swallowing deeply, I decided to get things over with.
It's just an introduction, and nothing can go wrong with it. Nothing whatsoever can.
All I need to do is act like I normally do, and things will be okay. I don't need to fear anything.
Just comport yourself.
The Rogue Alpha smirked when he saw me take the first step toward him. His mouth widely spread in a smile when I came to a stop next to him.
I only stood next to him, not because I wanted to stand next to him, or anything of that sort. I only did that because he seems to be the least harmful one among them.
The Devil you know, is said to be much better than the angel you don't know.
In this context, I'm choosing the devil I'm familiar with, over the angels I just met.
"This is Mek," he told the males around the table. "And these are, Jak, Lip, Axe and Dag." He gestured to each of them as he did the introduction, making sure to call out their names in such a way I won't claim I heard none.
"You are all welcome." I smile at the rogues, who were all looking at me in expectancy.
Watching them, you might think there's something they are all expecting me to do or say.
And it turned out they were waiting for my approval of their presence.
They all nodded their thanks while gazing at the rogue Alpha, whose face has gone back to frowning.
"Now the introduction has been done, and things are taken care of, can we proceed to the next thing on our agenda?" He spoke up.
"Of course." The others nodded.
Watching their interactions now, and comparing them to the ones they had when my presence hasn't been made known to them, it's not difficult to note that the rogue Alpha is far superior as they are.
Though subtle, it might be, I'm aware of the fact they are all afraid of the Rogue Alpha.
"Get the food for us." He commands.
"Pardon?" I turn my attention to him, "were you talking to me?"
"Who else? Get the food we prepared, and serve it to us." He commands, making it sound as if I'm his maidservant, and he, my master.
" Why should I get the food for you? Should you want to have a meal, why don't you get it with your hands?
Must you ask me to do everything for you?" I narrow my eyes at him.
" Go into the kitchen and get the food, else you might not like the punishment I'll mete on you." He threatened.
Balling his hands into fists, he looks as if he's not too far from spanking me again.
And that right there isn't what I want. In no way, will I willingly allow him to spank me, not when I can evade that humiliating punishment?
Giving him a look that would have frozen a mere man, I walk into the kitchen, but not before giving the males around a stink eye.
I dished the meal and served it to them.
"Thank you." They each smiled at me as I dropped their food in front of them, but the rogue didn't say anything. All he did was glare at me as if I'm doing anything wrong.
While I'm quite certain I did nothing in that context.
Aside from dishing out the food, there's nothing else I did that could have warranted the dark look he sends my way whenever I lock eyes with him.
Through with my job, I walk back to him, already having decided to take my meal when they are through with theirs.
Something I decided not only based on the fact there's no extra chair around, but it's something to do with my wolves not wanting to have anything to do with rogues.
Having a meal with one rogue is understandable, but the Same can't be said for having a meal with more than two rogues.
"Do you need anything more? If there's none, I can return to my…."
"Let's eat." He said in that same clipped voice. The same tone he makes use of when he's angry.
" Pardon?" I blink at him in question.
Looking around the table, I noticed something. None of the rogues sitting with him has started eating.
They all have their eyes fixed on the Rogue Alpha, as if waiting for his permission before they start eating.
"Come and sit," he pats his lap.
"I won't." I stubbornly fold my arms, a glare levelled at him to tell him exactly how I feel about his request, which is obnoxious to me.
"I don't think you want to know what might happen should I get to repeat myself?" Raising a brow at me, he tilts his head as if silently threatening me.
"And pray to tell what will happen? You'll spank me when they are gone?" I snap at him.
My words caused the males sitting with him to cough, but I paid them no heed.
"That's what you will do, isn't it? Bring it on then." I should get spanked by him and endure the humiliation alone, than getting spanked in the presence of others.
That one is a disgrace, I don't think I can live with it.
"And who said I'll spank you when they're gone?" He smiled, as if sharing an amusing secret. " Should you question my authority, I will have you spanked on this table, in front of others."