It's the early hours of the morning. While others are still sleeping, I am right here in the kitchen washing the dishes and trying to make breakfast before the morning sun rises. My eyes are red from lack of sleep, I slept late and woke up early. It is just like a daily habit for me when I am not a maid, or perhaps I am. My wolf yawned from exhaustion, I do virtually everything in the house. As a werewolf, we are not supposed to get tired but my wolf is weak. I don't have enough wolf power like the rest of the werewolves, I haven't summed up why it is like that for me. My parents died when I was barely 5 and since then, I moved in with my uncle and his family who is a beta just like my mum because they were siblings while my Dad was an omega. In the face of everyone, my uncle and his wife treat me like their daughter but it's never like that when we are in the house.They hit me, send me on difficult errands. I cook, and clean and yet, they are never satisfied with anything I do.
During that time they were having breakfast in the kitchen, I chose to remain in my room to avoid bumping into any of them when they were leaving the kitchen The sharp pain in my abdomen brought me back to reality once again. I sat back on the floor and lifted up my shirt to see the burn on my stomach. I took an herbal disinfectant I stole from the kitchen a few days back and applied it to the burn on my stomach.It will take time before the wound heals and there are lots of scars on my body. I am glad I get healed after everything because I am a werewolf even though it takes time. Although the scars have never gotten healed with the pain. No matter how much I treat a wound after they've hurt me, it will leave a scar as if it's telling me not to ever forget the incident. I don't know if it's like that for other wolves. I scoured the sweat on my forehead, once again relaxing my back on the wall with my eyes closed to suck in the pain. My eyes jerked open the instant I heard my na
For a moment, I wondered what they were conversing about and why they kept belaboring my name and that of Alpha Damon. My ugly luck booted in as I tripped on a little stone on my path, the sound of my body hitting the ground brought their attention to me. I cussed silently as the door swung open in my face. There at the door were Karen and Lucia, my uncle's wife staring at me with disgust and resentment. I abruptly stood up on my feet without being told. "What are you doing?" Lucia asked with her hand folded on her chest. "You were not eavesdropping on us right?" Karen chipped in. I precipitously shook my head in denial, I didn't want my hair to be pulled out like the last time. "I thought something important was happening outside, you just succeeded in ruining my mood but I am excited that you are leaving" Karen added, the smile on her face broadened. Karen excitedly exited the door, leaving me in confusion. Are they planning on throwing me out of here? The thought of that mad
I staggered backward while still shuddering my head. Now I understand why they were mentioning my name and that of Alpha Damon a few hours ago. The sudden deafening silence in the room created a sense of foreboding in me. Alpha Damon used to be a sweet, loving and someone who cares deeply for his subjects but everything changed three years ago when he lost his mate, the Luna. He became deeply cold-hearted and heartless and will never forgive anyone for making a simple mistake.No one dares to say anything bad about him without having to face the impacts. He kills at his will, he doesn't care about anyone else but himself. The thought of working under someone like that brought nothing but fear into me. Alpha Damon is someone who takes pleasure in hurting others. He is unfeeling, unemotional, callous and cruel. I feel like I would go through hell there than here. Even with everything my uncle and his family are making me go through, it will be better than being an underdog to Alph
I stood there rooted at one spot, staring at Alpha Damon like I had seen a ghost. What I heard about him is nothing like him. He precisely said it, he wants me to be his mistress! But why? I thought he would take me away and turn me into a slave whom he could slay at his will. "Are you not going to say something? Will you prefer being a maid instead?" he probed. As extensively as any female wolf doesn't want to come close to Alpha Damon because of how ruthless he is, no one will turn down the request to be his mistress. To us, being his mistress is comparable to being the Luna of the Sea Moon Pack since there is no one presently occupying the seat. I am scared of this well-built man standing in front of me, becoming his mistress comes with a lot of detriments. It will mean that I will do whatever he wants me to, my body will become his and because of that, I will answer his call whenever he wants me without daring to refute him. "If you do not want to be my mistress, you will b
Alpha Damon took hold of my hand. Rather than going back to get my things from my uncle's house, he took me to the tower with him. "My things" I murmured thinking he wouldn't pay attention to it but he did. "Trash them, I will equip you with whatever you want" he reacted. I can't negate it, he sounded cool after enunciating that and that single statement was enough to make my heart flutter. The fact that he was grasping my hand diverted my attention from seeing how the world looked like for the first time, I was too flustered.It took us at most thirty minutes to arrive at the tower by foot. I was already exhausted from that diminutive walk because it was my first time. My mouth went wide at how big the tower was, I couldn't help but dreamily look around. Just for that moment, my worries died down as I mopped around like a lost pup. The interiors of the tower were beautifully designed with gold, it looks spacious, uncluttered and welcoming. It was crammed with people who were di
My eyes twinkled rapidly and lowered my gaze in mortification but I was compelled to dart at him again when his hands fell on my flanks, his face closely bumped into mine. My face turned scarlet red at his words and how enormously he was staring at me.His labored breath slowly aerify my neck, he placed his right hand on my back negligibly closing his eyes. "I can't get enough of your scent" he mumbled. Alpha Damon kept talking of my scent, I don't know why he has been stretching the point when I can't perceive anything. Karen invariably told me that I stink, so why has he been accentuating my scent? What's so special about it? What's the use when I am a nobody.To think that I haggled with Alpha Damon on how long I would stay as his mistress when he bought me was clearly absurd. He can do whatever he wants with me and let me go whenever he wishes, I am only a commodity he purchased. I was astounded at how fast he was at how he pushed me down on the bed. He held my hand down and
DAMONI stood under the unshaded sun and tapped my leg impratiently on the floor. I will wait for two more minutes, if she is not here then, I'd punish Olivia for keeping me waiting. I walked around the suburbia of the tower, admiring the beauty of the aesthetics. People think of me as a cold and heartless Alpha and I couldn't agree less. Everyone lives with their own pain and what happened three years ago turned me into a cold and unfeeling Alpha. For the first time in three years, Olivia is the first female I have proposed to be my mistress. It has been a long time, now is the time to get over my past although it won't change me back to the way I used to be. I feel like someone who was thrown into shackles and manacles for a long time. I am surrounded by nightmares that appear in broad daylight. Keeping people away has been the only way I have survived over the years but the sight of Olivia and the way she scents made me think otherwise. Olivia