9.2: It's Complicated!

Dina's POV

Although today had been a complete disaster, I sort of liked laundry day. It was just filling the washing machine and the dryer, alternatively, and hanging everything else up. In between, I could study, which I did a lot these days. And I found myself being very productive…

The doorbell brought me out of my thoughts. I frowned, wondering who it might be. Michael didn’t use the bell (the guy barely knew how to knock!) and the mailman just dropped off his package at the door. I think he was scared of the alpha, which really wasn’t all that surprising: Alpha Stone was one seriously scary guy…

I opened it and, to my surprise, there was a young, pretty blond with huge blue eyes smiling brightly at me. She looked small and innocent but for some reason, had my wolf instantly on alert.

“Hey!” she beamed and held out a hand to me. “I don’t think we’ve met. I’m Angela, Michael’s sister.”

“Oh, hi!” I said, slightly surprised, and took her hand. Because it is the polite thing to do, I told my wolf, who was growling at the interaction. “I didn’t know the alpha was expecting guests---”

“He doesn’t,” she cut me off--- and invited herself in. Brat, I mentally growled but didn’t say it out loud. If she was Michael’s sister, she was probably here all the time, right? Although, I couldn’t remember him having a sister named Angela. Perhaps another recent addition? “I came by to see you,” she continued, as if this was totally normal for her, and turned to me. “You’re really the maid?”

“I really am,” I replied, trying to remain polite, and closing the door behind her. But my wolf was on edge for some reason. Oh, I definitely could take this girl on, I wasn't worried about that. But I couldn’t help but feel like there was something off about her, that made her even more dangerous than a rogue…

“Where’s your outfit?” she asked, her scrutinizing gaze roaming over my day-to-day outfit - jeans and a T-shirt. My jaw dropped. Was this girl for real? Or just hadn’t realized we’d left the Stone Age some time ago?

“Are you serious?” I asked, my eyes wide in surprise. She shrugged sheepishly. Apparently, she was! "I have some dignity, you know!" I couldn't help but growl out.

“Then you definitely don’t know about the rumors going around here,” she started and crossed her arms in defiance. Erm, yes I did! I hadn't stayed here long when the rumors had begun.

Alpha Whore!

Gold Digger.

Power-hungry Bitch...

I didn't care what they said, because sooner or later they'd realize that if I was actually sleeping with Alpha Stone, his scent would be all over me. And from what people LOVED to remind me, I wasn't his type! He liked women with fuller figures, taller, and more athletic. I was short and skinny and my breasts barely filled anyone's hands. Plus, he apparently had a thing for brunettes, and with my raven black hair, I wasn't even in the run. Which made me wonder why all these bitches really felt the need to put me down so much if I wasn't even competition...

I mentally scoffed and rolled my eyes. I may be kind and sweet, but I wasn't a freaking pushover. If they had a problem with me, they could take it up with the alpha. Surprisingly, no one ever did.

Cowardly bitches!

“I never cared much about rumors,” I gripped, before I grabbed the laundry basket with the alpha’s dry and folded clothes, and went upstairs. Much to my surprise and annoyance, Angela followed me. My wolf didn’t like it, and I ended up being so focused on her, I miss the last step and went diving into the loft.

“Oh, bloody hell!” I growled, fighting to regain my balance. Which I did, but my grip on the basket was slipping...

Fucking fantastic!

“You alright?” I heard behind me--- and I wanted to curse at her since somehow this was all her fault!

“Yeah, I’m just a bit clumsy,” I said, trying to get a better grip, using my hurt foot to hold up the basket. It was no use and, while it frustrated me, I knew when to admit to defeat. I groaned and turned to Angela: “Would you mind opening the door?”

“To Levi’s room?!” she exclaimed, as if I'd asked her to sacrifice her firstborn or something...

“Just open it!” I snapped in frustration and she finally did what I told her. I pushed passed her and dropped the basket on the bed before I dropped it. Well, that was one less disaster waiting to happen…

I stretched my sore back. I remember the first time I came in here. My pulse was reaching about a million beats per second. I’d waited until the alpha was home so I could ask him if he expected me to do his laundry as well.

“That’s what a maid does, isn’t it?” he had replied dryly, before grinning widely at my red cheeks. "I'll buy you some gloves if that'll make you feel better." He had and I smiled at the strange memory, while I took in a deep breath. His scent of wood and rain, mixed in with the scent of coffee, tickled my nose. Obviously, it was strongest in his room and office and I’d found it strangely calming. Perhaps it was because my wolf sensed that this was someone stronger than her and she respected that. Wolves rarely respected anything other than strength and power, which was why it was always the strongest leading a pack, regardless if you had an alpha wolf or not...

"You just go in?" I heard Angela ask from the door and I mentally groaned, wishing she could leave already. If she wanted to see Alpha Stone or Michael she had to come back later. Besides, the alpha always insisted that his privacy was kept private. Yet it felt wrong kicking her out if she was family. that made me the outsider here, not her...

“It’s not like it’s the first time I'm in here,” I sighed and walked over to the window.

“The rumors are true,” she gasped, mortified, and I quickly realized she'd jumped to the wrong conclusion.

“I air the rooms,” I snapped, proving my point by closing the windows I’d opened that morning. “I do the laundry, fix dinner, buy the groceries, and--- What are you doing?!”

I turned around to find her going through one of his drawers!

“Snooping,” she replied shamelessly and with a little smirk on her face.

I gaped in shock and for once, I agreed with my wolf.

Bitch had gone too far!

“Get the fuck out!” I growled, feeling my wolf wanting to push forward. She felt protective of the alpha and was ready to show this girl her place. The bloody and messy wolf-way. I marched up to her, grabbed her hand, and practically hauled her ass out of there. She tried to whine, but I cut her off before even the first words left her lips.

“This is Alpha Stone’s private home,” I warned, sticking a finger into her face. “His private things and his private life! How dare you go through his stuff without his permission?”

“Sorry,” she practically whimpered, looking like she was ready to cry. “I didn’t think you’d get all defensive like that.”

Serves her right, my wolf growled into my mind and I mentally shook my head at my wolf. Well, at least I could honestly say that there wasn't a job she didn't take seriously...

Crazy wolf…

I, however, felt a slight notch of compassion for the poor creature. I mean, my wolf could probably eat hers for snacks, but I didn’t want to be a bitch about it.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” I sighed and folded my hands in front of my chest, still glaring down at her. “But you shouldn’t go snooping into his stuff, just because you can.”

She nodded obediently and I walked her downstairs. I know I didn’t have a right to judge, but I was really starting to dislike this girl. I wanted her out of the house and I was pretty sure that Alpha Stone didn’t want her here either. What kind of sister went through her brother's stuff?

Adopted brother, but still...

Then again: if she really was Michael’s sister, she probably had more right to be here than I did.

“So,” Angela said innocently, but the way she looked at me made me feel like I was being interrogated. “Why are you here?”

I mentally groaned. I wanted to grab her neck and throw her out the front door. I can help with that, my wolf quickly offered. I grinned at the imagery.

“It’s complicated,” I replied instead, and went back to the kitchen. 17.10. I needed to get dinner ready.

“Oh?” Angela accused and dragged out the ‘o’ for special effect. Well, at least now I knew her real reason for being here: because of all the juicy rumors going around about me and Alpha Stone.

Yeah, imagine that!

“I’m not in a relationship with Alpha Stone in ANY way, so drop it!” I groaned, annoyed. “It’s my life that’s complicated.”

“How so?” she continued. I sighed. OK, now she was getting under my skin.

Deep breaths and happy thoughts, I chanted inside my head, hoping to calm my wolf, who was growling at her and wanted to give this girl a much-needed spanking.

“It’s complicated,” I repeated and turned to face her. “And I think you should leave now. I have things to do.”

“Are you always this friendly?” she scoffed, as if I’d just offended her. I gritted my teeth. This girl should see me really unfriendly.

“This is the friendliest I get,” I replied coldly.

“Is it true that you used to date Michael?” she continued anyway.

“Yes,” I sighed. Deep breaths and happy thoughts!

“And you and Levi?”

“You mean Alpha Stone?” I deadpanned, making it clear that I was having it with her inappropriate prying. “I don’t think I’ve ever met him until he hired me. Anything else?”

“No,” she said and, as on cue, leaped for the front door. “Well, it was nice meeting you.”

“Sure,” I sneered as the door closed. My wolf scoffed. And for once, I agreed.

Not strange at all…