ログインWILLOW'S POVI pick up my basket from the floor to leave.“And where do you think you are going with that?”“Did you suddenly go blind? Or are you just slow?”“There’s no machine for you to use.”“I see six machines and five of you. That leaves one for me.”“I’m already using two.”“You can’t use two when I need one.” She folds her arms over her breasts and shoots me a daring look.“Says whom?” I push her aside, making her stumble behind me and walk over to the free machine. The machine closest to it is spinning and I presume that’s hers. I can feel each and everyone of their eyes boring holes into various parts of my body as I place my laundry basket on the machine to start sorting my laundry.“Didn’t you hear what I just said? I’m using both machines, so leave!” Joana insists as she comes over to meet me again. I hate the sound of her voice. It’s like the sound a mosquito makes once the light in the room gets switched off.“Not anymore.” My attention is focused on the laundry I’m tr
WILLOW’S POVOne more thing that impresses me about the servant quarters and living arrangements is the fact that each floor of the building has not only got its own bathroom, but laundry room as well and there’s also a roaster that has to be followed so that there are no clashes in the laundry room when people want to do their laundry. Only six people are allowed to do laundry at a time, since there are six laundry machines in the room and they are responsible for keeping it clean and spotless on that day.Alpha Killian might be an asshole, but there's no doubt that he loves his people regardless of what they do for a living and he makes sure they are all comfortable wherever they are. He’s a kind leader.“Look who we have here.” A voice chimes the moment I step into the laundry room. I stop in my tracks and look around and as expected, there are five girls in the room. They have abandoned their tasks and are now shooting me angry, disgusted glares.“The boyfriend snatcher. I can’t b
WILLOW’S POV“My Lord, Miss Eleanor is here to see you.”“Eleanor?” I ask in surprise, looking up to meet my secretary’s gaze.“Yes, My Lord.”I lean against my seat, sighing in frustration as I contemplate whether to approve for her to come on or send her away. What could Eleanor possibly want to discuss with me that has her coming all the way here? I cannot think of a single important thing she might want to report to me.“Send her in” I give in after a long moment of contemplating. It’s better I get this over with right now. My secretary leaves the office and I sit upright to wait for Eleanor who walks in moments later, looking like she has the entire weight of the world on her shoulders.“Good day, My Lord.” She greets with a low bow, but I say nothing. I keep my gaze transfixed on her as she walks over to my work space and takes a seat on the chair across from mine on the table.Her downcast expression now has me eager to hear what she’s here to say.“Why aren’t you saying anythi
WILLOW’S POVI don’t need to be told to know that this was Maddy’s doing. The question I keep asking myself is how she got access to Ma’am Katherine’s phone to text me. I couldn’t see her doing something like this even in my wildest imagination, that’s why I never suspected the text messages, even though the red flags were very visible.Now that I think about it, Ma’am Katherine would never send me on an errand to the male servants’ quarters when she knows it’s out of bounds for us females. The text from her number completely fooled me and now I’m in deep shit. Once this goes out, no one would want to hear my side of the story. The whore allegations they have against me will worsen and it’s no doubt that Shirley will come for me.Just then, the room door bursts open and Maddy steps in with the brightest smile on her face. My heart runs up to my throat when Shirley storms in after her and marches over to my bed to meet me.“You greedy whore, how dare you make sexual advances at my boyf
WILLOW'S POVThere’s an uproar of laughter and shocked exclamations from the guys in the room as Josh takes out the next item from the box, which happens to be a bra. Pink plastic handcuffs and ankle shackles follow and the room just keeps getting louder and louder with each item that is being pulled out.That’s when it dawns on me that this is a set up.“There’s a note as well.” Josh announces, looking very proud and amused as he takes out the note and opens it to read. “Just one night with me and you’ll understand why the Alpha King won’t go to sleep if he doesn’t get a taste of me. Looking forward to our first night together. Love. Willow A. Campbell.”I can feel my whole world crashing down around me. The guys are screaming and roaring with laughter while Josh is staring at me like he just won the lottery.“No…” I start to deny it, vigorously shaking my head. “I did not write that. I didn’t put these items in this box either.”“Wow!” The moron exclaims, staring at me, completely b
WILLOW’S POVFEW DAYS LATERWith the way my combat training is going, I think I’m going to be eligible to enroll in the military soon. Maybe I’m meant to be a soldier, and not a doctor. At first, I was confused as to why it was so easy for me to quickly master the fighting techniques Gamma Axel teaches me, then I remembered I have Alpha blood flowing in my veins. I am the first-born child of an Alpha which makes me a rightful heir, so it’s only normal that my Lycan abilities are heightened compared to an average Lycan’s or werewolf’s. It's just a matter of time before I become an expert fighter.A message notification chimes in my phone, dragging me out of my thoughts and I’m not surprised to see that it’s a message from Ma’am Katherine. It reads:“Willow, have you returned from your training?”I sit upright on the bed and type back: “Yes Ma’am.”“I’d love for you to run an errand for me. Can you do that?”“Of course, Ma’am, I can.”“Alright. I’m going to send over a parcel for you to
CHAPTER FORTY-THREEWILLOW’S POVMy brain is still reeling from the shock of what just happened as I stare at the closed door in front of me. When Katherine told me my roommate was well mannered, I didn’t expect that she would like me immediately, but I anticipated having a cordial roommate relatio
CHAPTER FORTY-TWOWILLOW’S POVOne time, I brought a cow into the living room and introduced it to everyone as Molly, my new friend. That was about ten years ago, but I can still vividly recall the mortified look on my father’s face as I made my silly introduction. He wasn’t impressed at all. That’
CHAPTER FORTY-ONEWILLOW’S POVI release a ragged breath with my eyes shut close as I try to assimilate the meaning of his words. He has gone silent and even with my eyes closed, I can tell he’s looking at me because I can feel the heat of his stare all over my face.He’s made arrangements to have
WILLOW’S POV“Willow, hello…” He calls as he snaps his fingers and that drags my attention from his crouch to his upper body. “Look up here.” He instructs and my face goes pale with embarrassment when I realize that he’s trying to divert my gaze from his crouch. I quickly avert my gaze from him and







