Chapter Thirty-Six - A Trying Time

Nobody had bothered to explain to Nell what being the Alpha’s slave entailed in its entirety. She kept tugging at the short leather skirt he’d insisted she wear, relieved at least that he hadn’t objected to the notion of panties. When he’d informed her she’d be doing a lot of bending, she hadn’t anticipated being treated like a glorified waitress.

The sight of Pamela sitting on Liam’s knee and giggling was something she could have done without. He was teaching her a lesson about jealousy and no mistake. How could he do this to her, and with the pack slut of all people? Still, at least he wasn’t allowing Olivia to drape herself all over him. That would probably have been worse.

The twins were seated at opposite ends of the long dining table. It didn’t save her from having to serve Simon and he made sure to ask. The smell of the roast fowl was awful and she didn’t care for the pheromones in the air.

Maybe she was getting off lightly, but it sure didn’t feel like it. At least Deborah was