Chapter 1

Thousands of tree branches towered to varying heights above the mounds of earth that formed several beautiful hills. The wind blew quite strongly, causing some trees to move in the same direction and then return to their original position as if nothing had happened. The chirping of birds resounded, as if answering each other's song. Such a forest view had become a common thing for a 20-year-old woman named Irene Chamomile.

Her eyes were still and fixed for quite some time. Occasionally, she caught sight of a bird flying and perching behind a tree in front of her. The heat of the sun would not hinder her desire to enjoy the atmosphere that she had been enjoying for the past few months.

Since her arrival at the house on top of the hill, there wasn't much for Irene to do. In her free time, she could only spend it gazing at the same view every day. She couldn't even find a reason to feel bored because Irene had to keep looking at it, even if she didn't want to see it.

"It would be nice if I could fly freely without thinking about any burdens," murmured Irene as she gazed at the birds flying when the wind swept their balance from the branches they occupied.

For the past two hours, Irene had been sitting on a wooden chair facing the forest in front of her. There was nothing else for her to do other than to gaze at the trees there.

The sound of approaching footsteps made Irene slightly open her eyes, wondering who was walking towards her. After getting closer, the sound of footsteps finally stopped right behind her.

"I am going to the city," said a man with a deep and charming baritone voice.

Just by hearing his voice, Irene already knew who the man was who had just approached and spoken to her.

Irene's previously calm gaze now tensed up again. The woman turned around, looking at the man who was still in the same position, with her pupils dilating. Despite living in the same house as the owner of the baritone voice for 6 months, Irene's heart always felt like it would leap out of her chest when she faced him directly, especially hearing his voice and looking at him from a close distance.

"Okay." Irene replied shortly.

"Do you want me to leave something for you?" the man asked again.

"No, Mr. Adam. Thank you. I just want to enjoy my time here." Irene answered while trying to avoid the cold gaze of the man.

Upon hearing Irene's direct rejection, Adam immediately turned around and said nothing. Irene could only watch Adam's departure from the flat back that looked lonely from behind, until the man's figure completely disappeared from her sight.

"Why does it feel like my heart wants to stop beating when he suddenly appears like that?" thought Irene while repeatedly rubbing her chest, trying to calm down her heart that still beating quite fast.

Shortly after Adam's departure, Irene heard the sound of a car starting and moving away from the house she occupied.

Irene stood up from her seat and looked down, watching the car driven by one of Adam Hemmings' servants drive away.

"Oh, he's gone." Irene muttered to herself.

Her hand went back to her chest, which now felt tight. Somehow, every time she saw the man leave like that, ignoring her and always emotionless when facing her, Irene felt a tightness in her chest.

"Miss Irene." a woman's voice suddenly called out to her.

Irene flinched and immediately turned to the woman wearing the housemaid uniform.

"I'm sorry, did I startle you, Miss? I tried to make some noise, but it seems like you didn't hear my footsteps." she said with a regretful tone.

"It's okay. Maybe I'm not used to werewolves around here." Irene replied with a sad smile towards the woman in front of her.

The woman standing in front of her now was none other than a female werewolf and a servant of the Alpha King, Adam Hemmings.

Actually, Irene was not much different from them. It's just that Irene was asked to bear the offspring of the Alpha.

"Your lunch is ready, Miss," said the woman.

Irene glanced at the sun, which was getting higher, and she realized that lunchtime had arrived. Without answering, Irene followed the woman who led her to the dining room of the two-story house.

Although the house only had two stories, for Irene, the house was very big and could even accommodate 30 people at once. In reality, Adam only lived with four other werewolf servants, including Irene, who now served as his personal attendant. The only human servant assigned to bear offspring for Adam.

"I will set you free if you bear me a son." Adam's words continue to linger in Irene's mind and it is also what has kept Irene going until now.

In the midst of her disappointment towards her stepfather, whom she trusted since she was young and who now sold her to the Alpha, Irene was offered an intriguing offer.

Her mind continued to be agitated and thinking about unimportant things. Although now in front of her, grilled fish was served, something she had been craving for since last week. Irene's awareness, which was initially focused on Adam's words, was now diverted to the grilled fish in front of her.

"Fish?" murmured Irene as she realized her food menu.

Although during her stay here, she always had been served with meat and meat only. No other food besides meat.

"Didn't you request it last week, Miss?" asked the servant with a gaze that actually wanted to scratch Irene's face right now, but she had to restrain herself from doing so, lest she lose her life over her own actions.

"Yes, but I didn't expect to have fish in front of me," answered Irene.

"Then please enjoy it, Mis.," she replied, as if asking Irene to keep quiet, not to comment, and immediately start enjoying the dish in front of her.

Irene picked up the utensils beside her plate and began to eat the dish in front of her.

When the soft texture of the fish touched her tongue, her eyes sparkled, "Wow, this is delicious! Can all werewolf clans cook as well as this?" Irene thought and continued to enjoy her lunch without thinking about her surroundings at the moment.

Irene continued to enjoy the grilled fish in front of her and didn't care about the gaze of the other two servants who looked down on her, as if considering her inferior. Although they looked at Irene, she still held a position half a level higher than them, so they could not do as they pleased to Irene.

Irene thought to herself as she chewed on the fish in her mouth, “I will soon give birth to a baby boy as requested by the man and be free from here. But until that time comes, I will enjoy all the facilities owned by Alpha.”

Irene continued with the taste of the grilled fish that she endlessly savored.