Reincarnated as My Alpha Bully

(RHEA'S POV)The morning shift that came into a rush, started with a sharp pain that shocked every viber of my being.“Ugh… Oh crap!” I stumbled sideways, grabbing into the cleaning cart next to me and the both of us were almost sliding out of control.Bless the Goddess the cart didn’t move away too far .The mannor’s sleek walls were preventing it from going away. Still, I found myself sliding to the floor, my body folding in on itself.I swear this morning was simply hating on me."What's happening?" I murmured, confusion mingling with the sudden burst of pain.It felt like a swarm of angry hedgehogs had taken residence within me, pricking and prodding with relentless fervor. I lay there, helpless, as the fiery agony danced beneath my skin.Yesterday, I got my money robbed. I spent the rest of my night thinking on how to get it back and secured it even more. I was determined of leaving Nightspire Pack, the place that had been nothing but harassment for me.But now, I felt in fear and

(RHEA'S POV)"Rhea Stirling... I should've ended you years ago, the moment you soaked me in the garden," Atlas's voice seethed with fury as his grip tightened around my throat.My thoughts raced as he lifted me off the ground, my feet scrambling for traction on the scorching courtyard floor. Breath became a luxury, his iron grip constricting my windpipe. Each gasp for air felt futile, my strength draining rapidly. My hands, once fiercely resisting, eventually hung limp as darkness encroached, stars flickering in my dimming vision.Just as consciousness threatened to slip away, a sudden interruption pierced the tension."Atlas! The Ragnoraks are here!"Atlas' grip instantly slackened. I collapsed onto the unforgivingly hot and coarse ground, gasping for air and coughing, my lungs ablaze with relief. Though dizziness threatened to overwhelm me, I summoned the strength to steady myself, thankful for the unexpected reprieve.Thank the Moon Goddess for granting me another chance at life!At

(RHEA'S POV)"Alpha, did you request a cleanup?" I asked, trying to sound as professional as ever after knocking on the door.There was a moment of silence, tension mounting as I awaited a response. Finally, the permission came."Come in."Oh, thank the Goddess!I almost backed out the moment scent of thick recent intimacy blowing my face the moment I opened Atlas' room. I braced myself against its potency, steeling my resolve to remain composed.Entering Atlas' room, I kept my gaze low, hiding the exhaustion that threatened to overwhelm me. I wheeled in the cleaning cart I had "borrowed" from a fellow servant. As I ran away from the swimming pool area, I switched jobs with him with a promise of a dessert from the banquet in return.Was I allowed to keep any leftovers from the banquet? Well, not really. But that would be a problem for another time!"Clean everything," Atlas's commanded, snapping me out of my dazed state.With calculated movement, I began taking a trash-bag and collecte

(RHEA'S POV)Back in the kitchen, I felt the buzz of energy coursing through me after a speedy shower at Atlas’ place. I tasted the starters after the head cook gave me a nod and reported that they were satisfactory."Thought you bailed from the kitchen, Stirling!" the head cook teased, his sass as hot as the stove. I grinned, used to his blunt banter, and kept it short with a nod."Just go back to the old maid, or she'll chew me alive for keepin you here too long!" He waved me off, sending me straight to the head maid.Thankful for the quick chat, I bobbed a quick goodbye and leave to the banquet hall.As I hurried through the corridors, I marveled at my own vigor. Funny how hooking up with Atlas didn’t leave me drained, but instead energized.My cheeks warmed at the memory, and I shook it off.'Focus, Rhea,' I told myself, slipping into the banquet hall for final preparation.--The banquet hall soon buzzed with activities. A whirl of voices and clinking glasses filling the air. Gues

(RHEA'S POV)"Ugh…." I grunted, feeling like my insides were being twisted into knots. Tied to the arbor, the sun beat down on me, mingling with the ache in my heart. The plants around me seemed indifferent witnesses to my distress, their leaves rustling softly in the breeze.Every wave of pain felt like a stab, sharp and relentless. I clenched my jaw, trying to hold myself together as the pain threatened to overwhelm me. It was like I was being torn apart from the inside out.As if on cue, screams from inside the ballroom hall shattered the garden's tranquility. Everyone's attention shifted to the chaos unfolding inside. Some froze, their expressions a mix of fear and uncertainty, while others dashed inside, eager to uncover the cause of the uproar.As the tension thickened, I knew I had to move quickly. Drawing on my wolf strength, I focused on breaking free from the plant bindings. The clatter of dishes from the ballroom heightened my anxiety, and seeing people flee only fueled my d