The next morning when I woke up, I was alone in bed. Alpha Evan was no where to be seen. I looked out through the windows off to the side, noticing that it was day outside. Panicking a little, I lunged for the bedside clock, looking for the time. It was ten in the morning. I'd slept in. Goddess, Michel was going to skin me alive if he found out I wasn't downstairs and working. I quickly flung the covers off of me, ready to bolt towards the door when my eyes fell on the plate of food lying on the table and the small note sticking out from underneath. It was the small note that made me stop in my tracks. Hurrying towards it, I picked it up, letting my eyes skim over the neat handwriting which was without a doubt Alpha Evan's. 'Do not leave before having breakfast or I'll be upset. Also, do not worry, I've already sent the message that you will be late this morning since I kept you up till late last night - E' It was almost weird how I could picture him saying all that to
As evening rolled around, Michel called us to the kitchen again, telling us our duties. Thankfully for me, I was supposed to be washing the dishes. Which meant minimal interaction with the guests or any of the pack members. I had a feeling a certain green eyed man was responsible for the easier task I was assigned tonight. It made me smile. I happily fake limped my way deeper into the kitchen, rolling my sleeves up and readying myself for the task at hand. Unfortunately, Raymond was on serving duty tonight and I had one of the other girls, Gemma, helping me with the dishes. She was a slave, too, but even the slaves avoided talking to me unless it was absolutely necessary. From what I'd gathered over the years was that when my mother had been still alive, there had been no such thing as slavery. It was Alpha Adrian who had introduced it so he could have someone to take his anger out on whenever he felt like it. So the lowest omegas had been officially converted to slaves for the
Tentatively, I knocked on Alpha Evan's door, opening it only when I heard his deep voice telling me to come in. "Hey," I greeted him, turning around once I'd closed the door behind me and taking him in. He was wearing a deep maroon colored tuxedo with a white shirt underneath and his tie hanging loosely around his neck. The tuxedo looked tailored to perfection to fit him, accentuating the muscles that I now knew lay underneath. His hair was combed back tonight instead of the sexily disheveled look I'd grown accustomed to. It made him look sharper, more dangerous somehow. So much so, that I felt like a prey being appraised by his predator as his eyes raked over my form. I shifted from foot to foot, unsure what to say as he stared at me from his spot on the sofa. "Did you have your dinner or should I ask them to bring some food?" He finally asked, breaking the sudden awkward silence that had descended upon us. I shook my head. "I've already had some. I figured you would've eaten
"It feels like a dream," I admitted softly once both my feet were in the shoes. Alpha Evan stood up, looking down at me with the softest of smiles. "It is very much real. You did pinch yourself just now to prove it is," he pointed out, a teasing lilt to his voice. I felt my cheeks heat up in embarrassment. But could you really blame me? Never in my wildest dreams had I imagined anyone would ever do something like this for me, let alone a powerful Alpha such as him. Before I could say anything, he held up a finger, pulling his phone out of his pocket as he did so. The starting notes of 'Perfect' by Ed Sheeran filled the space between us. And then, just when I thought the night couldn't get any more surprising, he held his hand out to me. "Would you do me the honour of dancing with me, Miss?" "I don't know how to dance," I admitted, a bit embarrassed, my voice small. "It's alright. I promise I won't let you fall," he told me, still holding his hand out to me. Nodding shaki
"I'm so, so sorry you had to go through all that," I sobbed out, my vision blurring as I cried. I felt, more than saw his arms come around me and pull me into his lap, shushing me. "Why are you crying, kitten? I hate seeing you cry," I heard him say, his voice barely above a whisper. I shook my head, wiping at my face furiously. Goddess, I hated crying, too. But I felt so bad for him. He continued to shush me, rocking me back and forth gently, as you would a small child, the warmth from his body spreading to mine and comforting me in a way I'd never felt before. Slowly, I calmed down, my tears drying up. "I can't even begin to imagine the horrors you must've gone through. You had your entire childhood ripped away from you, Evan. That's so unfair," I whispered, tightening my arms around him, feeling the electricity coursing through me as it usually did when we touched, as if that would somehow help comfort him. My heart hurt as the thought of a little boy with the greenest eyes ti
All the things that Alpha Evan had told me had felt too personal for me to tell anyone else, even if it was my best friend asking. Besides, I couldn't exactly tell him the truth without revealing the fact that he was actually a hybrid. So all I could do when Raymond asked if I'd tried to find out the truth from Alpha Evan like I'd told him I would was tell him that I trusted Alpha Evan and that he wouldn't hurt me. But of course, Raymond being the over protective friend that he was, wasn't ready to listen. Which was evident in the way he pinched the bridge of his nose, let out a long suffering sigh and turned to Miss Lillian. "Am I the only one who sees how stupid she's being? Please, tell her not to go along with this hair brained scheme of his, Miss Lillian. We know next to nothing about the guy and what we do know isn't very promising. We can not just send her away with a guy like that." I took a seat at the edge of Miss Lillian's bed, letting out a sigh. Her room was the place
As I entered the kitchen, ready to plate the food I was supposed to take to Alpha Evan, a large body bumped into mine, sending me careening behind me into a pile of dishes. The ceramic fell to the floor behind me with a resounding thud, breaking into a hundreds of pieces, the sound so loud that pretty much everyone had stopped what they were doing to look at me. Both anger and embarassment rushed through me in equal measures, making my cheeks heat up. "What the hell, Melody?" Michel's voice boomed in the silence that ensued as I struggled to get up from the floor without hurting myself. My hand had only just healed from the previous incident with the broken champagne glasses and the last thing I wanted was another cut. I looked up to see who had pushed me, only to see that it was Laurent, one of the pack's gammas sneering down at me. He and Nick were the best of friends and often took turns trying to humiliate or hurt me. It was their definition of fun. I had thought that after
"Melody!" Michel's loud voice had me spinning on my spot, trying to locate him in the sea of workers surrounding me. Tonight was the last night of the Imperial Ball and all hands were on deck for it. I'd been working since morning, carrying boxes full of decoration from where the delivery truck had delivered them and taking them to the hall where the Ball was supposed to take place. The boxes were quite heavy, and it was tedious work picking them up and carrying them inside. As promised, Michel had really worked me hard today. And the worst part was, I couldn't even complain. I dropped the box I'd been carrying on the floor and began walking towards Michel once I'd spotted him. "What is it?" I asked Michel once I had reached him, expecting him to give me some other work. "Don't you know what time is it? You're supposed to take lunch to Alpha Evan," Michel stated, folding his arms across his broad chest as he glared at me. My eyes widened. Was it lunch time already? I'd been so