Alpha Nathan has taken everything from me, he took my innocence, my dignity, and everything I had always preserved.He has made me a mediocrity, and I hate him so much for that. I despise him with all my life and wish the worst for him. I thought as I creased my brows at the thought of it.But more than ever my instincts told me that he specifically did this for me.I was the main reason why he went as far as looking for Madelyn in other to punish her, and this made me quite elated.Maybe he cared for me enough to want to take justice for me. Having to know that Nathan showed me some kindness, meant alot to me.I despised him, and resented him, all because he had done nothing other than to punish me, and cause me nothing but pains. But after getting to witness how he fought for me, and served me justice.I developed a little bit of likeness for him. I thought of it to be the best idea if I went my way into thanking him for what he did for me.I was certain that would be Much of a bette
Claire's POVIt was now a week ever since the beta had apologized to me, and the head maid and Joyce do apologize as well.And all of this felt so good to me, I was now having a different feeling and treatments in this pack.I felt more like a Luna than a servant. I was treated with so much respect that for a while I wondered what was going on. I loved this feeling but that didn't stop me from wondering.Will it stay like this forever, will be loved genuinely and respected in the pack? All of this thoughts invaded my mind at once, and for a while i was lost in thoughts.I heard a knock on my door, and I gave whoever it was the permission to walk in. I saw no reason why they should have to knock before getting into my room.I was nothing other than a servant and a slave to the alpha. And so the respect wasn't needed. I took my gaze to meet the figure that approached me.It was Joyce. She had walked in with a tray in her hands that contained food in it, I wasn't surprised to see it. This
Chapter 27NEXT DAYI was now fully back to my feet, and I think I was over with the kind treatments, I was filled already, and taking any more of it will only get me lazy. I needed to work. I was only a servant and all of this treatments were not needed.I moved to the kitchen and begun my normal routine for chores."Greetings Mrs Lara." I said in a more respectful tune as she took her gaze to me."Ohh dear Claire, what are you doing here? I think you should still have some rest." Lara the head maid said as I shook off my head."I'm done now, and feel healthy enough to take in some work." I argued."Are you sure?" She asked as I gave a nod."I had no other option than to heal fast, owing to the fact that you treated me with so much care." I said to the head maid as she released a smile."All I did was to compensate for all the ill treatments I showed towards you, and it's also an act of me apologizing to you, I am fully aware that what we did to you, were not in a way right." Lara el
Nathan noticed that Claire was speaking with Harrison and felt a surge of jealousy. He waited until he could speak to Claire privately about it. Later that night, Claire knocked on Nathan's door. Nathan instructed her to come into his room and pour him a cup of tea. He noticed that she seemed nervous, but he didn't care. He commanded her to stand in front of him while he sipped his tea staring at her with a mean gaze. Claire was scared wondering why he was staring at her with a mean gaze. Her hands were trembling in fear as to what he was thinking. Once he had finished his tea, Nathan stood up and walked over to her. "You know, Claire," he said, "I couldn't help but notice you talking to Harrison earlier. You seemed pretty cozy with him." He said with jealousy in his voice. He was pissed seeing her talking with another man. Claire looked up at Nathan, her eyes wide with surprise. "What do you mean?" she asked. "I have told you countless times to stay away from Harrison. I don't lik
Claire's POVAs I lay there, my mind wandered back to the Alpha once again. I don't understand why I can't bring myself to hate him, even after all the hurt he's caused me. "Why can't I just hate him like I'm supposed to?" I ask myself.I know that he hurt me because my parents hurt him so deeply. But that knowledge doesn't make my pain any less real. "It's not fair," I think to myself. "Why should I have to suffer for something my parents did?"Despite all of this, I can't help but feel a strange sense of compassion for the Alpha. "He must be hurting so much," I reason. "Maybe if I can understand him better, I can find a way to forgive him."The idea of forgiving the Alpha fills me with both fear and hope. "Can I forgive someone who's caused me so much pain?" I wonder. "Do I even have the strength to do that?"As I tried to stand up from the Alpha's bed, I winced in pain, feeling sore and tender between my legs. The Alpha had been rough with me during our latest encounter, and the ph
Claire's POVThe older woman offered to help me out by giving me some medicine to help me sleep. I gratefully accepted and settled into bed, hoping for a peaceful night's rest.But it wasn't meant to be. I woke up screaming from a terrible nightmare, the other girls in the room jolting awake in confusion and fear. Joyce,rushed over to me, concern etched on her face."What's wrong, Claire?" she asked."I...I had a bad dream," I managed to say, shivering from the residual fear.The other girls grumbled, clearly annoyed that my outburst had woken them up. I felt terrible, knowing that I had disrupted their sleep. I apologized profusely, but I could tell that they weren't entirely convinced.Eventually, everyone settled back into bed, but I was still wide awake. The images from my nightmare kept replaying in my mind, making it impossible for me to relax. I tossed and turned for what felt like hours, but sleep just wouldn't come.The next day, I woke up feeling exhausted and drained. I kne
Velma, my former sexual partner, walked into my room unannounced. It had been months since we had last seen each other, and I couldn't help but notice that she looked different. Her hair was dyed a bright shade of red, her makeup was heavy and excessive, and her clothing seemed to be more revealing than I remembered.Despite my discomfort, I tried my best to remain polite and carry on a conversation with her. She greeted me warmly and began to make small talk, but her intentions soon became clear. Velma started to flirt and touch me seductively, clearly hoping to reignite our sexual relationship.I couldn't bring myself to reciprocate her advances. The sight of her, with her fake appearance and overly revealing clothing, only served to disgust me. Nevertheless, Velma persisted, and before long she was kneeling before me and undoing my belt.Just as things were heating up, Claire walked in without knocking and was visibly shocked and dropped the tray she was holding. The sound of the t
Velma, my former sexual partner, walked into my room unannounced. It had been months since we had last seen each other, and I couldn't help but notice that she looked different. Her hair was dyed a bright shade of red, her makeup was heavy and excessive, and her clothing seemed to be more revealing than I remembered. Despite my discomfort, I tried my best to remain polite and carry on a conversation with her. She greeted me warmly and began to make small talk, but her intentions soon became clear. Velma started to flirt and touch me seductively, clearly hoping to reignite our sexual relationship. I couldn't bring myself to reciprocate her advances. The sight of her, with her fake appearance and overly revealing clothing, only served to disgust me. Nevertheless, Velma persisted, and before long she was kneeling before me and undoing my belt. Just as things were heating up, Claire walked in without knocking and was visibly shocked and dropped the tray she was holding. The sound of the