Chapter 10: His pole

“Is that all of them?” Ivorie asked as she glanced at the list in her hand. She counted the maids that were lined up before her and saw that it consisted with the number on the list.

“Now, according to the list, you all are well performing servants in the castle.” She said as she marched between them.

“But I'm not selecting the best maid as my handmaid. I have to test you first.”

She went on to explain the test to them. They were separated into different tasks.

After hours of giving them tasks, she finally found her handmaid. The latter had passed all the tasks given by their Luna and Ivorie saw that she had passion for her duty.

“What is your name?” Ivorie asked her new handmaid.

“Grace, Luna.” She answered with a respectful bow.

Together, they went back to Ivorie's bedroom.

“Grace, I need my hair brushed and packed neatly. We're going to the garden.” She told the handmaid as she walked into her closet. She came out later now dressed in an apron gown.

By then, Grace had already prepared the brush and Ivorie's seat. As soon as the Luna sat down, the handmaid began to brush her hair.

After a while, she plaited the hair into braids before packing the braids together into a pretty bun.

“All done, Luna.” She announced and packed the equipment, keeping them in Ivorie's drawer.

They both left the room for the garden, but met it different. A door had also been constructed at the entrance and the key was with the guard stationed to guard it. Beta Estan stood with the guard, discussing but stopped when he saw her.

“Good day Luna Ivorie. I was just about to come meet you. The garden is now yours for your personal use, you can plant any flower of your choice. And the door, it's to keep others from moving in and out at will.” Having said that, Estan bowed slightly and left hurriedly, obviously trying to escape questions.

“Who……” She was about to say something but stopped as he hurried off.

Just wow! What could have prompted him to do all this for her? He couldn't have had such authority to order for this even as the beta right?

The happiness she felt wouldn't let her think about random things, so she shrugged it off and happily surveyed her new garden.

But she kind of felt bad, she wished it was Regan who gifted it to her instead…. Wait.. What was that? What was she thinking? Who was she even kidding? That would be impossible.

But then, what difference does it make if it were Regan?

She scolded herself mentally and went into the garden with her maid, Grace.

There, they only planted some new flowers and watered the already planted ones.

After a few hours of work, Ivorie returned with Grace back to her bedroom.

Now she must take another shower. Grace helped her undress and put on a clean robe and tried going with her to the bathing room.

“You should go and take your bath too,” Ivorie said to the handmaid.

“That isn't necessary, Luna. I can have my bath later.” She objected, head bent.

“No, have it now. You would feel uncomfortable with all that dirt on you, and might even stink after sweating this much.” Ivorie cajoled.

The handmaid remained silent for a moment. She then dropped the bar soaps in the tray beside her and walked out of the room.

The Luna had her bath silently. She was busy squeezing her hair of water when she noticed a ripple in the water at the other end of the bathtub.

Her brows furrowed as she stared at that particular place. ‘Is someone else in the shower with me?’ Ivorie asked herself in thought.

She looked closer at the spot and saw that the ripple was growing.

It must be something else, who would dare sneak into the Luna's bath?

She stood up in the water and walked to the direction of the ripple. The water only got to her waist level and her entire upper body was exposed.

Just as she neared the rippling area, she spotted someone resting at the other end of the wall.

“Hey, what are you doing?” She asked, anger fueling in her.

The person didn't answer and this got her angrier. She walked closer to the person only for her to see Regan sitting quietly in the bathtub.

Ivorie was shocked, she almost fell back into the water. His eyes were closed and he seemed to be sleeping.

“Why is he sleeping in the bath?” She asked herself, slowly walking towards him.

As she got closer to him, she couldn't help but admire his exposed body part. His chest was wide and swollen, his taut nipples giving it more beauty. The water made his body glint under the little sun rays that sipped into the room through the slightly opened window.

As she closed in on him, he still didn't open his eyes. She decided to wake him up by herself.

Just as she was about to touch him, his eyes snapped open and a growl escaped from his lips.

This action made Ivorie startled and she jumped back. She lost balance and immediately fell forward, right into Regan's arms.

The latter caught her by the waist and shoulder, turning her around so that he was on top of her.

Ivorie who had shut her eyes opened them slowly, her gaze met Regan's and she stared into his dark blue eyes. No, Ivorie noted, one of his eyes was dark blue while the other was actually a deep red colour. He had different eye colours!

She was dazzled by this feature that she had forgotten how tight and close Regan was holding while they were both completely naked.

“Are you going to keep staring or you tell me why you were sneaking up on me?” The Alpha smirked.

As if waking up from a nightmare, their position instantly dawned on Ivorie and she pushed her husband off while screaming.

She backed away from him, suddenly feeling insecure and her hands wrapped around her breasts.

“No need to hide anything, wife. I already saw everything while you snuck up on me.” Regan said as he rested his back on the wall.

Ivorie's face flushed as she glowered. “Why didn't you tell me you were here?” She asked in an angry tone.

“Why should I?” He asked in response. “This bathtub belongs to both of us, wife. Alpha and Luna.”

“I don't want it that way, I want my own personal bath.” She demanded stubbornly.

A smirk curled up Regan's lips. “What do you want everyone to think? The Luna doesn't feel comfortable sharing a bath with her husband?”

“I don't care what everyone says.” She maintained defiantly.

“Why are you making a fuse over something so trivial?” Regan asked, genuinely confused. “Is this your first time sharing a bath with an opposite gender?”

“No!” Ivorie lied, “I’ve shared baths with men so many times.”

“Oh so you are admitting that you’ve been with so many men.” Regan said with a smirk.

“No, that is…argh, I'm leaving!” Ivorie barked with frustration.

It was then she realised that that too was a difficult thing to do in this situation.

She couldn't swim across the bath because…she couldn't swim. And if she stands to walk, she would be exposing a great portion of her body to this husband of hers.

She grunted angrily as she tried to push herself in the water. She cautiously moved past Regan's front, hoping she wouldn't fall.

But luck wasn't on her side that afternoon, she lost balance in the water and tilted to the side. She couldn't use her hands to balance herself as she was using them to cover her breasts, so she fell right into the water.

As she struggled to get out, she saw a long pole in front of her.

She immediately grabbed the pole for support but felt the pole twitch. She looked down immediately but gasped as she realised that the pole looked funny. 'Wait, Is that Regan's... '