A Shameless Bitch

HAERA

When Alan, the Alpha prince’s supposed beta, turned the door knob to open the door and light flooded into the room, I expected it to reveal a dark ominous room–possibly with crimson walls and shady paintings as well as a fun eerie lightning of a few candles by a big king-sized bed with a dark and big shadow seated atop the bed. It’s crazy, I know. My imagination has been running wild since I was ordered to go up to the tower to serve the Alpha prince his dinner. But the entirety of my imagination came to a halt and proofed out of my brain just as it settled in it before. I didn’t know I was barely breathing–that my lungs had totally thinned and void of enough air to help me breath well–until I saw what was in the room before me was nothing but a pantry and not the Alpha prince Zachary’s room and I released a loud breath of air that suddenly gushed out. As much as I tried to hide it from the tall and intimidating second in command to the Alpha prince, it was clear that I was sca