I jumped in fright the moment the door opened, but when a familiar figure strode in, I heaved a sigh of relief. It was Eve, the chief maid. Despite Nathalia’s harshness, Eve was so good to me. She was my friend.
“What have you been doing here? It’s been over 15 minutes!” she half-yelled.
“15 minutes?!” I repeated, my jaw dropping in shock. I had been drooling over the Alpha King for 15 minutes?!
Goddess!
“Anyway, Ma’am Nathalia told me to give you this,” she said, stretching out a tray that held a glass jug filled with orange juice.
Not another glass again!
I hoped I wouldn’t spill this one.
“Please, Rory, be careful this time. I know the first one wasn’t your fault, but you have to concentrate. It’s easy. Just go in, do your business, and leave,” she said sharply, caressing my cheek before patting my shoulder and urging me to go. “May the goddess be with you this time,” she prayed, placing a gentle kiss on my forehead and opening the door for me.
“I know you didn’t steal Nathalia’s-” she stopped, turning carefully to meet my gaze with a warm smile. “Even if no one believes you, I believe you,” she added. Tears welled up in my eyes at her words.
It felt good to know that someone believed me.
“Thank you for believing in me,” I whispered, giving her a faint smile before heading toward the dining hall.
“Concentrate, Aurora. Just do your business and leave,” I repeated as I walked out the door and into the dining room.
Do your business and leave.
Easy peasy, lemon squeezy!
When I reached the door of the hall, beads of sweat formed on my forehead, and anxiety cloaked me like a heavy garment.
How was I supposed to concentrate when his aura was driving me insane?!
It was everywhere in the mansion, overwhelming everyone’s presence.
Before the guards opened the door, I shut my eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly released the air while muttering a short prayer.
“Do your business and leave,” I reminded myself, repeating it over and over in my head.
I tightened my fingers around the tray and swallowed hard as I got closer to where they sat.
No fuck-ups this time.
My eyes immediately went to the Alpha King before landing on another man seated beside him. Dad, his Beta, and the Luna sat on the other side of the table, facing me.
The Alpha King, the strange man, and my mother, who wouldn’t stop trying hard to start a conversation.
Nathalia sat opposite an empty chair that had been reserved for me.
Thanks to her dirty lies, the chair remained vacant.
Their voices and fake laughter stopped the moment I stepped in and they noticed my presence. But only for two seconds.
My heart flipped twice when the Alpha King’s hazel eyes met my silver ones. I almost jumped.
Concentrate.
This was going to be harder than I thought.
I quickly tore my gaze away from him and walked to the table to do my business.
“It’s an honor having you in our midst. Honestly, I am thrilled that you accepted to give us a part of your land. I wasn’t expecting that,” my father grinned, sipping from his glass of red wine afterward.
“The pleasure is mine,” he replied coldly. From his look, I could tell that my father’s speech was boring him. He couldn’t wait to get the hell out of our pack.
If he knew the amount of sacrifice and hard work we had invested in preparing for his arrival, he would eat without leaving a crumb.
A sharp pain tore through my stomach, and I realized I hadn’t eaten in two days.
My mouth watered at the sight of the plethora of dishes that would go to waste once the Alpha King left.
If only I could have a bite of the tasty roasted chicken legs that lay lazily on the table.
I muttered a sharp prayer, hoping my stomach wouldn’t growl since werewolves’ hearing was sharp.
A chilling sensation swept through me when he locked eyes with me again. His gaze was so penetrating that my legs grew weak.
I almost forgot how to walk.
He shouldn’t have caught me staring. I hoped he wouldn’t gouge out my eyes.
I swallowed hard, placing the tray on the table, making sure it was within everyone’s reach.
Good. My business is done. Time to go.
“Wait, Aurora,” Nathalia’s annoying voice rang out, halting me in my tracks.
Slowly, I turned to meet her heavily made-up face. I scoffed inwardly when I saw her cleavage on display.
Those small boobs were practically suffocating in that dress, barely contained.
Was she trying to seduce the Alpha King?
Did I hear a change in her tone?
“Why don’t you fill King Damon’s glass with some orange juice?” she suggested excitedly. “I made it myself. I thought you might like it.” She blushed innocently, biting her red lips seductively.
“Fuck you!” I screamed at her in my mind as I dragged my feet back to the table.
“That was so thoughtful of you, honey,” the Luna commended, making me roll my eyes in disgust.
I had nothing against the Luna. She was nice to me, to some extent, and I appreciated that. But Nathalia’s act almost made me burst into laughter.
I never knew she could do anything with those lazy hands. The maids practically did everything for her, even washing her undies.
“Oh, Mother. I thought I could help with the preparations since I was bored. Being single, I have plenty of time,” she chuckled, emphasizing the word “single” while throwing seductive glances at the Alpha King, clearly trying to catch his attention.
I could tell she had a huge crush on him.
It was a shame he didn’t even notice her existence.
I picked up the jug on the table, ignoring the look on my father’s face. He didn’t question it, likely to avoid causing a scene. If only he had been around when Nathalia accused me of stealing, I wouldn’t be serving drinks like a maid.
My hands trembled as I held the jug, clenching it tight with all my strength.
His aura wasn’t helping, as it clouded my mind.
I almost staggered as his burning gaze moved over my hand, neck, and face.
“Concentrate!” I snapped at myself, but I couldn’t.
He was affecting me.
“Fuck!” I muttered silently as the filter missed the cup, and the orange juice began to spill onto the Alpha King’s shiny leather shoes.
Kill me, Moon Goddess!
Before I could embarrass myself further or ruin his fancy shoes, his large hands enveloped mine, sending sparks through me that nearly made me collapse.
“Stop,” he ordered authoritatively, taking the glass jug from me and pouring its contents into his glass himself.
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