Maxime P.O.V

It had been a few weeks since I came here and a week since I woke up and started to do my duties as the new cook. I really liked it here, there weren't any Alphas or betas bossing me around or plates already made that I just had to do again and again. I hated it when there was only one dish that I had to make for everyone because it was so boring to cook it. There wasn't any passion in it, it was only the same thing again and again. What I liked the best in cooking was to create dish by myself, so it was torture to me. Now I could do anything, and everybody would like it! I could do personalised dishes after asking people their taste and it brought me joy to see their face beaming after eating what I made. What an amazing sensation. I had yet to see the beta, but I learned that it was because he was too busy and couldn't come, it wasn't because he was too arrogant like I first thought he was.

Now with the ball that was coming he would be even more busy so I guessed our meeting would have to wait. The Alpha came to see me yesterday to announce me that he would hold a ball to try and meet his mate. I told him I wasn't bothered to do all the dishes, but he insisted that I was to be given people to help me prepare all the dishes. What a stubborn Alpha, even more stubborn than me which was a rare occurrence. I never met anyone who could make me gave up before I met him, now I could say that I wasn't the stubbornest person in the world! I was really sorry for his future mate; he would have a lot of pain in the back with a mate like Alexander.

The ball was to be held next week so I was already working on the dishes with the help of a few other pack members even though I told them not to come. I chose to do many dishes from all around the world to add a little spiciness in the buffet. After all, there would be many people attending the ball, so I had to make sure everyone got their stomach full of food that they liked. I had to look on internet to find the recipe because in my old pack it was always the same things I was cooking without diversity. Speaking of my old pack, Bartholomé and me spoke to Alex about our old prison and he decided to exterminate it. He would also look around for other omegas like us who turned rogue because of the abuse, and I was thankful to him for that, he really raised in my esteem after telling us that.

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It was now the time for the ball. I was dead tired, but it was totally worth it because we had finished doing a big buffet for the ball with food from all around the world. Each country had a dish on the table and watching the excited face of the guests was totally worth all the burns and scars on my hands. I had difficulty to close my hands and I couldn't fully open them neither but who cares, I had it worst in my old pack. At least, this time it was me who decided to do it and not my Alpha who forced me. I was proud of myself, not ashamed to have submitted. Alexander also gave me a week off, but I knew that I would surely be back before the ovens in two or three days, the time that the stiffness in my hands went away.

I just loved cooking so much!