Luther's Reflection

I went to my room and had a shower. I changed into a cream blouse and a black flare skirt. I was starving and hurriedly went to the kitchen to get my breakfast. My food as well as that of all the staff in the house is prepared by the cook called Naomi, a chubby short woman in her late thirties.

I walked back to my room and gobbled up my breakfast of grilled chicken sandwich and a cup of coffee. I took my medication and lay on my bed. I stared at the ceiling as my mind drifted back to the dialogue I had with the Alpha as well as the way he was shamelessly trying to seduce me.

I still found it hard to believe all that the Alpha said to me and it seems like a dream but the reality is staring me in the face. Why should a father and his son want to date me at the same time? Am I the only pretty young lady in the pack? I asked myself for the umpteenth time. At least the Alpha's advances are kind of reasonable compared to what his son did to me. The Alpha was decent enough not to have carn