As the door opened, Cynthia peeked through. "Just wanted to make sure you were okay."The door was shut back and Irish let out a sigh of relief.She safely tucked away the map in her closet went to the bed, covered herself with it, and went to sleep.The next morning, Irish woke and sat up on her bed. Stretching and yawning tiredly, she shut the curtains close. The sunlight was sifting through them. She yawned again. The pregnancy was taking a toll on her, making her feel tired and dizzy most of the time.She slid down the bed, then went into the restroom to do her morning business.When she was done, she donned in new set of clothes. She went for a pair of pants and a nice pink top. She slipped on her sandals while deciding to go downstairs.Strangely enough, she was suddenly craving orange juice.Looking around the room, Irish wondered why Cynthia wasn't in the room. She'd usually come there to get her odds and ends, just as Adrian had put in her job description.But today, neither
When Adrian saw how uneasy his wife appeared, he instantly figured something was fishy."There! Our mate's right!" Orion cried within Adrian but he managed to put him at the back of his mind.With an angry expression on his face, he said to Irish. "This conversation is over. Get into your room. You have no right to argue with your mistress here!" Feeling hurt, Irish passed a hand around her frame as she rubbed her arms in comfort.Adrian knew she was right, yet he wouldn't admit that his precious wife was wrong.She knew within her that Adrian must have been convinced within him that if he checked the cameras, he wouldn't find her guilty.But she was determined not to leave the kitchen without putting up a fight."Adrian, your wife...your innocent wife tried to choke me. What would happen to me if I died? Oh, I know no one would care, not you, not my father, not anyone!"Irish sniveled, her nose flaring as angry tears gushed down her cheeks.She wanted so much to release the pent-up
"Wake up, fine lady. Alpha has ordered you to come have breakfast with them." Irish woke up the next morning to the sound of Cynthia's voice.She stretched her arms, shutting her eyes from the brightness of the morning sun which was peering through the window.Cynthia drawled, "Wake...up." "I'm already awake." Irish said in a complaining voice, then sat up on the bed.She didn't like being woken up, even if she slept more now that she was pregnant.Irish folded her arms in protest while focusing her gaze on Cynthia."I didn't see you yesterday. You know, I'm not saying I missed you but...," Irish gave Cynthia a knowing look and they both fell into a peal of laughter."Come on, get out of that bed and go have breakfast.""And I'm telling you I won't unless you tell me where you went yesterday." Irish watched her body movements. They were slower than before and she put on clothing which covered most parts of her body.Cynthia sucked in a deep breath. "Okay, I was away because I was sic
Adrian looked conflicted for a while, his eyes narrowing into slits."Do what ever my wife says." He sighed non-chalantly and got up.Irish's mouth hung open as he got up, placed his phone beside his right ear, began speaking with someone and then left."Darling, I'll see you in a while." He pecked Ashley on her cheeks.His eyes which were emotionless, held Irish's for a second and she could swear he didn't mean to kiss her.But who was she deceiving?The moment Adrian left, Ashley wrinkled her nose at Irish, "Get me pepper. The food's too cold."Getting the pepper, Irish handed it over. She watched Ashley put so much raw pepper in the food in front of her."Take it. Finish every damn thing on that plate." Ashley ordered, curling her lips in a smirk.With shaky hands, Irish collected the plate. She was normally allergic to spicy food, and now, Ashley wanted to feed her with something spicy while she was pregnant.Instead of eating, Irish smirked last minute. Moving swiftly, she poure
A storm brewed in Adrian's eyes as he raised his hands, and set out to punch his brother's guts."Get your hands off him. He saved me from Ashley's wrath!" Chest heaving, Irish yelled, her fist tightening as she pushed and punched Adrian with all her might.Seeing her so upset, Adrian loosened his hold on Alan's neck, his red iris flashing the usual brown.Smoothening out his clothes, he turned to a frowning Irish, "Are you okay?""Why would you fight him when he was the only one who took my side?"Ignoring her question, he faced Alan, his features becoming more relaxed than when he first came in."You won't be getting as close as 2 meters to her," his Alpha Aura radiated as he spoke and he fixed a sharp gaze on Alan."Brother or not, she is mine. Mine to warm.""Hey come on. We can't just fight over her. I'll get going now. You better thank me or you would have met her dead right now."Alan snapped.As he walked away, he tossed the towel to Adrian.Turning to Irish, Adrian blurted, "
"You fucking bought a lady, bringing her home only to discover she was your mate? How does that even work?" Alan asked, his arms crossed over his chest as he paced back and forth in the room with raised brows."Well, I didn't know how that happened." Adrian shrugged in answer.Suddenly stopping in his tracks, Alan turned to face Adrian. "Wait a minute, what about Ashley, what are you going to do with her," Alan said to him, his tone taunting."What do you mean what am I gonna do with her?""Well, if you must get the point. Your mate is in danger because Ashley might not let her live. There's a competition for power here." Alan cleared his throat."And if care is not taken, you might lose the both." Alan avoided eye contact with Adrian.Adrian went to stand closer to Alan. "There's a more serious situation I'm worried about though.""What's the matter?" Alan asked, Adrian hardly worried about anything, so he thought it must be important."I suspect something very strange is up with Iri
Adrian didn't panic, his face expressionless. "Send more men to protect the borders. Nothing must go wrong. Make sure there are no casualties for women and children."He said, thinning out his lips in a cruel smirk.Dialing Alan's number, Adrian spoke into the receiver."Alan. Get me the names and locations of everyone your damn technology suspects is against this pack."Surprisingly, Alan chuckled. "Now you believe me, huh?" His tone was mocking, but Adrian turned a blind eye. Alan was not standing in front of him, or he would have gotten a punch in the guts.At that moment, Adrian began walking towards his veranda which overlooked the garden as he made to leave the house through a secret back door.He had to get to the borders and fight off rogues and oppositions, even if he knew well that his soldiers were well-trained and could handle it in his absence.As he passed by, he caught sight of Irish and halted in his steps. He was simply enthralled by her beauty. Her mesmerizing honey-
Shoulders tensing, Irish froze, her mind reeling with questions while imagining the worst-case scenarios.Did Ashley just hear her say she wanted to escape?Was Nora going to be punished for hiding her identity?Walking towards them, Ashley went to stand beside them. "Need I remind you that you both are nothing but servants?" Ashley's yelling voice dripped with malice and disdain.Pointing at the mansion, she yelled."Fucking get back to work!" Her voice was full of authority.Irish's eyes moved to Nora's hand which was already crossed behind her. That was when she realized that Nora was hiding the mask right behind her."I'll get to work now." Nora excused herself, hastily leaving the place and entering the mansion.Then, it dawned on Irish that Ashley couldn't simply recognize the faces of all the servants in the house, and so, she had mistaken Nora's face for another.Letting out a breath of relief, Irish made to leave the place when Ashley held her by the arm pulling her back."Yo