All Chapters of Prince Alpha's Rejected Maid: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Noah felt the shock in her body before he saw it in her clear green eyes. They were turning a slight darker shade with arousal. Vanessa gaped at him without turning her head. Did he just spank her? It didn’t hurt. At all. It was the sound of his palm smarting her butt clad in her jeans that surprised her. The slight heat spread like wild fire and her mind went from registering the act to liking it. Still unsure, she danced on her toes. “Should I stop?” Noah rubbed the place where he had landed his slap. He wasn’t into pain at all. He just liked Vanessa pliant and his. And she had jumped on him without washing off Evan’s scent. She had no idea how crazy that drove him. He didn’t want to separate the two though, he cared for them both. But a reminder to her, every now and then, should work. Her feet squirmed first then the rest of her body. He could see the confusion reflected in her gaze. Noah held tight. With the eye of a distant observer. Not placating her into making a decision

“Frankly Vanessa, that information is above your pay grade.” He didn’t wait to see her reaction. Giving the animal what it wanted, he shifted into the black mass of fur he prefered as his home right now, much more than the human skin. Did he feel guilty? Yes. For cutting Vanessa off like that. But he had his reasons and they mattered more than what he felt for someone. Anyone. Especially since he couldn’t decipher what exactly was it that he felt. Her feet embedded to the ground where she stood. Had he just pulled rank on her? How could she forget? He said jump and the devotees simply asked how high. But that description didn’t fit either because she had seen him be reasonable. This was not how she had pictured the day to go. From whispering sweet nothings into her ear to putting her back in her place, two steps forward, three steps back. She let out a cry and sat down. Noah Abel was blowing hot and cold on her. If she had safe boundaries with him, she won’t overstep them right? He

Noah was dressed by the time he returned home. He had spent the day being treated for his ghastly wound at Mikhail's. And Mikhail’s father was pleasantly surprised. He and Mikhail both had a solid alibi-Evan. Evan Ryder was trusted in the house not because he had a golden halo about him. No. It's because they considered him too stupid to hold a secret. He was an extension of a machine good for execution. Evan had spread a perfect rumor among the higher ranks in their hierarchy, of rogue attack and how even adjacent territories were haunted by them. Noah felt sorry for him more times than he could count. And he loved him like a brother would. Which is why his friendship with Vanessa was immensely important for stupid jealousy to wipe away to turn it sour. He was aware of his limp, a sheet of sweat on his forehead. Another reason he didn't want to be here was his fair maiden. He laughed at that, and winced. The words they had exchanged had been far from pretty. But to his surprise, sh

"You need to clean up. I am not running you baths anymore." She sauntered to the door. The sway of her hips exaggerated. He knew it was for him. "Do I have to say please for a coffee?" The smug smile confused her. And she always made his coffee. "Why are you smiling?" She was the one alluring him this time. Wasn't she? "On a scale of one to ten, kitten. How wet are you?" He smirked. His sense of smell was a seduction arsenal now."Besides," he made a show of stretching his arms, "I am content with my mark on you." She harrumphed and walked away, his laugh making her smile all the way to her own room. Moments later Gregory Flynn was sitting across from Noah Abel, expecting to lose a surmountable time locked in battle of wills. The one that started with staring into eyes to intimidate and then some uncomfortable information spread on the distance between them to show who knew what about the other person. Apparently, Noah didn't like to waste time. Gregory's only relief was Noah d

Vanessa recoiled into herself at his stare. He was her parent, her support system, that had crashed and burned. They were close for two and half years when she was a toddler. If she hadn’t been privy to his kind, nurturing self, she wouldn’t long for it now. Instead of shutting him up, she asserted the same politeness. “I work here.” “That's the best you can do?”, his snide was ugly.“If you had taught me how to become a pathological liar, I could lie. But this is the truth. You forget, we have a debt to pay.”Gregory drew back as if she had slapped him. He didn’t want to think of the debt, he was working his way to even more powerful creatures, way up in the food chain by whose mercy, the debt would’ve been wiped off entirely. No debt to begin with. Vanessa thought the debt was monetary. It was his fault for keeping things from her. He himself was unaware of the nature or the extent of it but his instincts told him money stood no chance against the demands of repayment. ‘Noah us