Days turned into a week, then if Bellatrix’s ever fading concept of time was correct, she’d been living with Hermione for close to a month. They had a schedule, Breakfast, Alpha would eat first, draining Bellatrix of some of her sweet omega blood, then Bellatrix was to eat from her bowl whatever cakes, treats, or other human foods it amused Hermione to watch her consume, and then she got her real meal, she would please Hermione orally.