CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

The rest of the maids continue their chores without saying a word to each other, even though some grumble and glare at Naya.

They finished doing their chores faster.

They stayed quietly at the kitchen not saying a word to themselves whilst waiting for Catherine.

Catherine opened the kitchen door and entered. She smiled at them when she realized they were done.

"Now, this was what I expected, not the other way round," she said with a smile.

"We need to prepare something fast for the Alpha. I will do the cooking while the rest of you will just be giving me the ingredients I need," she stated.

"Yes ma'am," they muttered.

Naya shifted closer to Catherine searching for the perfect way to ask her about Enola.

Catherine turned towards Naya, who was lost in thought.

"Get me salt," she said to her.

Naya kept standing without moving or acting like she is the one she is referring to.

"Are you listening to me?" Catherine tapped her.

"Hmm, yeah ma'am," Naya stuttered.

She jerked out of her reverie