Semua Bab Alpha's Pure Blood Mate: The Forsaken: Bab 51 - Bab 60

I stood in front of the door, hoping and praying to the moon goddess that Miss Eleanor wouldn't find fault with the pastries this time. I said a few words of prayers before I knocked and entered."Here, Miss," I said as I served the tarts."Don't tell me they prepared this down too?" She asked with raised brows."This is a fresh batch." I replied."No fun!" She whined, tossing her phone away.What did she mean by no fun? This woman was obviously messing around with me."Bring it closer to me," she commanded and I did as I was told. Luckily, she didn't reject it or send me back, but she ate the whole thing. She got a call and she frowned as soon as she saw the caller ID."What?" She replied in the harshest of tones I had ever heard her use.They talked for a while and she frowned through out the conversation."Do whatever you want. I'm not coming back. Bye!" And she hanged up. I didn't dare ask her who it was but seems like she wanted to vent so she told me anyway."That Travis is seri

I listened to Gina's words, and I felt like killing that so called Luka Lane. He needed to be dragged around naked, before getting burnt."He's so horrible." Anne sobbed."True. But remember, this has nothing to do with us. Alpha Luka Lane is a high ranked Alpha and it's our duty to serve him. Do you girls understand?" Gina said warningly.I understood what she meant, but I couldn't help but despise the man.It was morning and breakfast had been served. Leigh didn't join us this time and Eleanor didn't seem to mind either. She kept glancing at me, and smiling sheepishly. I wondered what she was thinking about.Today, she seemed like she was in a good mood and didn't order me around like usual. She just took me out to shop for new clothes. She hadn't even worn all that she brought but now she felt like she needed a change of wardrobe. In her words, 'a woman needs new clothes every week'She dragged me round the mall because she didn't seem to like anything on display. I was tired and s

I paced back and forth in the room in anticipation for Nicolas call. My phone chimed and I checked it immediately, but it was a spam message. I sighed restlessly as I saw the message."Stupid people. Don't know when to send messages." I grumbled as I continued pacing. It was almost two hours and Nicolas hasn't gotten back to me. Why was he so slow in finding information.My phone rang and I picked up immediately."So what's the news?" I said immediately."Take a chill pill man, I haven't even breathed. And do you know how hard it was to dig this up?""Why was it hard? It's just finding out a few details." I said and he chuckled."Well, this few details seems to have been purposely covered up to prevent any news from spreading." He said."So what did you find out?" He kept mute before speaking."So from my investigation, Archie Addams and Miss Iris seems to have had a romantic past." He said and I clenched my fist trying to still give the benefit of the doubt."So what happened to them

~ Iris POV ~ I walked back to my room, my heart heavy with guilt and confusion. I couldn't shake off the look Leigh had given me when he saw Chad and I. There was a mix of hurt, anger, and disappointment in his eyes. I felt like I had betrayed him, even though I knew I hadn't done anything wrong. As I entered my room, I let out a deep sigh and collapsed onto my bed. Why did I still have feelings for Leigh? I had already rejected him, and he was engaged to someone else. I even thought that I had been able to condition my heart to not think about him. But seeing him today, looking so hurt and angry... it brought all my emotions flooding back. I scurried to my drawer and brought out the handkerchief he had given me when we first met. I had hidden it away, hoping that if I didn't see it, then I would stop thinking about him, but it wasn't working. I caressed the T emblem on it, it felt warm but his smell no longer lingered on this piece of clothing. Now it just smelled like old clothe

"Move your lazy asses, we have a ball to plan!" A senior servant yelled and clapping her hands together to get everyone's attention. "Pack Master wants this to be a night to remember, so let's get to work! And mistakes would not be tolerated or Miss Felice would be sure to kick you out." She warned.The other servants scurried into action, each knowing their tasks. Clara, a young and nimble servant who was part of the new recruits, began arranging the silverware and fine china in the dining hall. "Tara, have you polished the candelabras?" she asked a fellow servant."Not yet, I couldn't find them. The older servants would search for them.""We need to get it done quickly or we would be yelled at." She said worried.Meanwhile, in the kitchen, The senior kitchen servant was barking orders at the kitchen staff. "More flour, Anne! We need to make sure those pastries are light as air. And don't forget to add the sugar!""I'm going to die!" Anne whined as usual as she struggled to keep up.