The Cycle Continues

Zeta's POV

The torment from the Queen and her co-wives caused me to fall sick lately. They sought every opportunity to make sure that I was downcast.

I have become a recluse in my own home, at least what should be called my home.

The painful part was that they behaved well when Darius was around, and when he turned his back, resumed their torments.

" Ma'am, please take heart. Why don't you report to the Alpha?" Jen inquired.

It was a good suggestion but how long would it last? I have to get victory myself, he wouldn't always be around.

" Some battles are better won without help." I said, and she stared at me. I was sure that she had a lot on her mind but she decided not to say them. I was grateful for that.

Not very long, I waltzed downstairs. I would not be treated like a slave in this house. Neither would I allow myself to be brow beaten.

" Make me some spaghetti." I told the head chef.

" Um..." He said, and I have him a commanding stare that shut whatever excuse he was about to gi