CHAPTER4

Aurora pov.

While washing the dishes, I couldn't help but think, "I still can't get my mind around the fact that the beast I saw in the Alpha's room is the Alpha himself."

"Am I the dumb one for even going so far as to almost beat him with a stick?” If I'm sent out of this house right now, what will happen to me? I definitely should use more caution around here. But why was he not human and why did he look like that? Why is he covering himself too? I couldn't stop thinking about all of these things; I had no idea that I had been caught in my own thoughts for up to hours in the kitchen simply washing dishes.

Meanwhile, I was in charge of cleaning Alpha Alex's room in the interim. Everyone would rather avoid him at all costs since they find him to be frightening. However, I don't mind the labor. It keeps me somewhat occupied.

Later that evening, I was instructed to go to a neighboring grocery store to pick up some food. However, on my way back, I stumbled into a club and couldn't resist going inside. I'm not sure why I did it, and I even felt guilty about it after seeing my mate kissing someone else. I cried as I hurried back to the mansion,my wolf Rora and I were very depressed. I chose to act as though nothing had happened.

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I made breakfast and served everyone the following morning, and then I made the decision to clean the Alpha's room because it was so messy.

I entered, but I didn't run into him.

"Let me tidy up right away and get out of here before he discovers me here," I told myself.

After I closed the room door, I dragged a chair and stood on it to try to clear the cobwebs. Just as I was about to fall to the ground with a squeak, I lost my balance on the chair and was saved by muscular arms.

As the door opened halfway and a girl fell out from behind it, Alex, on the other hand, was frightened.

"What was she doing here now? I thought I saw her yesterday night shading tears and she ran off when she saw me," he said, realizing that the girl was Aurora. She appears to be feeling better today," I mused to myself. She was closing her eyes as though she was bracing herself for the blow when she hit the floor. I was drawn to her lips and her immaculate skin.

A grimace with pink lips shaped like a bow is tightly closed.

"They reminded me of my mate's lips," I said to myself.

but dismissed that notion right away.

What's wrong with you? He chastised himself, "You are seeing your mate in every girl you are looking at."

When I was free of the anguish, I cautiously opened my eyes. Then I noticed his ferocious gaze fixed on me. Then I understood that I had been captured by the Alpha. 

"I constantly feel so awkward," I chastised myself.

I uttered "Mr Alpha Alex" with terror.

I saw Alex's mind wasn't here at all, and my frightened whisper snapped him out of his reverie.

"I really apologize, Mr. Alpha Alex. I had no idea you would return so quickly. "I am…” He scowled at me to stop my frantic digression.

"I require coffee," he stated in a stern, frigid voice.

"All right," I said in a quiet reply, then quickly exited the room to go get him some coffee.

But just as I was ready to leave the room, I realized that the chair was still in the way. Instead of bothering to move it at that point, I immediately left his room.

"Just watch out for myself the next time; the way I'm acting, they'll kick me out of their mansion one day, and then I'll learn to be sensible." I scolded myself.

Even though I had made the coffee, I was afraid to enter his room once more. But no one is ready to replace me. Taking a deep breath, I entered the room to offer him his coffee.

He was using his laptop while seated on the balcony, as I observed.

I approached him in silence and said, "Sir, your coffee." He was staring at the files on his laptop when he abruptly turned to grab the coffee and unintentionally glanced at my face.

"You, are you now the new maid that will be bringing in my coffee and food?" He gave me a scolding look.

I gave him a wide-eyed stare.

I worriedly wondered, "How can I tell this beast of a man that it's me?"

Are you really that stupid? Are you unable to hear? "I asked you a question," he growled at my awkward behavior. 

"Sir, it's me," I muttered.

"What?" He enquired once more.

I was starting to lose patients. I wouldn't want to work as a maid for anyone if it weren't for the fact that I have nowhere else to go and was spared by the people here.

"It's me, sir, I said. I'm your new maid, and I'll make your meals, tidy your room, and get your coffee. I yelled at him.

My response astonished him. The way I responded to him startled him even more.

"How dare you?" He made me feel threatened. I attempted to hide my error after realizing it.

"The first time, you didn't hear me. Just saying it louder the second time, that's all. I spoke in a shy, naive manner.

She explains everything, but Alex is not easily duped. Had it not been for her coffee, he would have sent her away long ago. He also recalled her desire to hit him with a stick, so he chose to make her feel bad about what she said to him.

"So, you are the one who takes care of my things?" With a lazy question, he asked.

I was wary of him because of something in his tone.

"What is he up to?" With concern, I thought.

"Yes, sir," was my timid response to him.

"Hmm, is that so, then take all my suits, wash and iron them one by one" . He gave me guidance.

"Knowing he was up to no good, I stood there dumbfounded. He has a closet the size of my room, like seriously he is extremely well-suited. How do I iron every one of them?" With horror, I thought.

Intentionally making me hurry, he said, "Hurry up, I need them by this evening."

I snapped back to reality right away.

Performing the task he requested of me, I silently cursed him.

I was racing up to his room at 8 o'clock pm because I couldn't finish early enough. I saw his door open so I went in silently and put his suits in the closet. As I was about to leave, I saw him lying on the bed but this time he was also changing to human form. I thought I was imagining things then all of a sudden I lost consciousness.