Chapter 008

~Jessica~

His words were too clear, putting a clear and vivid image in my head.

No way I was staying any longer with his scent filling the room. The idea of choking on his scent was possible and how that wasn’t too scary but a part of me secretly wanted it.

“No! It can’t happen” I found the last strength I had in me and walked out on him before he could say anything more that was provoking.

Stupid slimy Alpha! Acting like he knows me? He best he joking..

I stood right in front of the room I came out from this morning and I’d rather stay among other maids than be anywhere closer to him even if it’s more comfortable.

I found my way down to the general maids room, this time around, ready to meet people in there as some should be done with their morning chores, I mean it was the same back at my pack.

The reminder hit me like a spiral wave,I shouldn’t have been here. Should never have to serve as a maid and not just any maid but a maid to him.

Not my first time hearing of Tristan the devil, he was one alpha every single wolf knew about whether by force or by self interest.

I knew the little things every other person knew about him. That he was never to be crossed and Infact they were very little people who had interest in doing business with him.

I never imagined I’ll ever cross paths with him. He was a tyrant, an alpha that does only what he wants to do.

I haven’t done anything worth punishing for, so I don’t understand why he is my mate. I mean it’s very rare to get a mate more than an half my age.

What exactly was the moon goddess thinking of when she did this. The size of that monster could literally tear me apart ….

Jeez! I don’t even want to picture it at all.

“Are you okay?” Her voice interrupted my thoughts and I’m glad it did as pictures were beginning to form already.

Naked Tristan, rough and form hands, hard body, oh no !

Only two days here and I’ve been seeing pictures I never thought I'd ever see.

“Yes I’m fine.” I brushed her off, giving het the opportunity to cut whatever it is off. Not like they liked me.

It just that thing of omegas hating females above them, feeling threatened and using all they can to make you feel what they feel.

“You don’t have to be so rude all the time, it was just a simple question.” She replied with the exact tone i was hoping she used first. Not that one that sounded like she cared.

“Ohh I’m sorry, should I go on jumping around and smiling that I’m held captive by your alpha?”

Her mouth open wide agape like she didn’t expect that from me.

“He’s kept you alive, you should be grateful for that first. It’s not my business or anything but I’ll tell you to be careful and watch what you say around him.” Gianna kept on talking, ignoring the look of lack of interest on my face in whatever advice she thinks she might be giving me.

“Okay thank you, I’ll keep that in mind.” I finished up, accepting whatever she was saying so I could go relax my head.

I wanted to be alone, just anywhere away from his disturbing scent.

“I’m serious, you might be hell bent on taking revenge while you might be slowly killing your self even more.” She muttered real quick then that look of indifference returned back to her face before she finally left me all alone.

What’s with people here and acting two faced all the time and the hell I didn’t need her advise at all.

Just a few more hours before that scumy thing find a way to bring me to serve him again. Or maybe minutes since he wouldn’t be able to eat his breakfast at all.

I hated everything here and one thing I was beginning to dread even more was when I laid down to sleep.

The eerie silence, feeling of darkness and loneliness as images of blood and dead bodies haunted me, urging me to pay no respect to the mate bond which was looking more like a curse now.

But the thing was inevitable, I couldn’t escape it. Sleep was my only escape route from everything going on and sleeping still only pushed me to wake up more and face the brash reality.

…..

“About time you woke up”. His voice resounded deeply, my eyes still halfway open.

Definitely a part of this stupid dream I was dreaming.

Somehow there was no blood, no dead bodies, just Tristan smirking real hard in my dream while I tried so hard to stab him several times.

My eyes twitched open for a second, the soft feel under my body as I rolled a little. I’m definitely still dreaming, that couldn’t be his voice I just heard, not his face I felt I saw closer than what I saw in my dream.

But wait, this one didn’t have a smirk on. And it’s feels so soft under where I was lying down.

No it can’t freaking be ..

“Wake up princess, I don’t know how this is possible but I can somehow hear your heartbeat and I know for a fact that it’s not the same as when you were sleeping peacefully just now.” He said as a matter of fact.

I could feel his eyes burning down my skin. I’m definitely not in the maids room.

My face scrunched up with disapproval “I told you already, don’t call me that.”

He smirked again, sinking deeper into the chair he sat in, opposite me.

I sat up on the bed, weighing my options. Thinking if I should shout again and warn him not to bring me up here again but something else told me I would just be shouting in vain.

“Stop that! Is that all you do? Just smirk all day after wiping out a whole pack?” I barked out, sitting properly on the bed, acting like I wasn’t just caught in the act, trying to pretend my way out of this.

“Pretty funny princess, I most definitely didn’t read that about you and I also didn’t see the part where you being very bold.” His eyes moved simultaneously with his face like a god as he gave me a little smile.

That smile before something bad happens.

“What do you want? Why won’t you stick to treating me like the slave you want me to be?” I quietly asked, something telling me in my guts to be a bit careful now.

“Ohh I’m doing just that, you only serve me, respond to me and you have to stay close to me.”

“You just don’t get the full concept of the slave thing but trust that you’ll get it soon enough.” His mouth moved, his voice not gentle but clear enough for me to hear all the bells ring out loud.

“Don’t make me carry you all the way here next time and after you prepare me a nice lunch you’ll go out with my beta to get something’s to wear. That maid dress isn’t doing any justice to your pretty face.” He said plainly and wasn’t damn asking for my permission.

I’ll just pretend I didn’t hear him call me pretty.

“And try your very best not to use apple this time around, it won’t kill me, I just don’t like it.” He uttered, closing the doors behind him, leaving me with orders he expects me to carry out obediently without a fight.

I scoffed “he’s joking, tell me he is.”