Mima's POV
A maid had come into the room moments later. She made no move to talk to me or even say anything. All she did was unlock my chains and gave it to the guards that she came with.
She then placed some clothes on the bedside table and some food that she had brought with her and left.
Is this my new life now? Is there anything I could do to escape from here? Do I just have to accept this as my fate?
I attempted to get up from the bed to at least wash off the grime and dust on my body and caked up blood but I hadn't made it to the bathroom doors when the doors burst open and the tall blonde from earlier strutted in.
“Well, I never thought Dylan would have found his mate.” She said with little to no emotion on her face.
She didn't say anything and I couldn't decipher her mood.
Before I could open my mouth to talk, she grabbed me by the ponytail my hair was thrown into and pulled me backwards. My scalp stung from the pull.
“Now, I'm just here to give you a warning. You don't need to be so alarmed by me tugging your hair. I need you to stay in your lane. I know what this mate bond is all about and who knows if it's really broken. You will not take the place that I struggled so hard to get, okay?” She muttered in my ears.
“I– I…” she pulled my hair again and my scalp burned so bad, I wanted to let out a scream.
“Do you understand me?” She repeated.
“I have no plans of taking your mate. If anything, I want to kill him.”
She released my hair and I spun to look at her. Her emotionless face broke into a large smile as she let out a loud laughter.
“You… you think you can kill– Dylan?” She said, continuing to laugh.
She suddenly stopped and her face went cold again. “You better not be trying to get his attention.”
She moved closer and placed a strand of hair behind my ear. “I have killed multiple women that wanted to be Dylan's after he couldn't find his mate to get here. I even sacrificed my own sister. You wouldn't take this power that I got after so much away from me.”
I shivered as her finger grazed my ear in fear.
“You can keep your hatred festering. I think it's a good thing, at least it'll prevent yourself from throwing yourself at him. I've seen my mother go back to her mate, leaving the man she loved even after rejecting her mate because of the mate bond. I wouldn't sit still and watch you take my man away.”
“Even if he kneels down and begs me, I won't be with him.” I felt a slap across my face silencing me. I turned to look at her and she hit me again.
Again and again and again till I fell to the ground. She then went ahead to dig her heel in my stomach. I groaned in pain on the floor.
“Stay away from my mate, you wouldn't take him or my position. You should be dead like your stupid family. I don't know what the fuck you did to make him choose to keep you alive but just know not to cross me, you slut”
She stepped away from me and walked towards the door, not looking back for one second. As she turned the knob of the door and walked out, in the line of my vision, I saw some maids snickering and laughing at me.
I laid on the floor, I couldn't move. I was exhausted, tired and injured.
–
It was already dark out by the time I could be awake from the faint. I groaned as I stabilized myself by holding on to the bedside. I stumbled to the mirror and saw many cuts and bruises on my face. I could barely recognise myself.
“There must be a first aid kit around here somewhere” I muttered to myself.
I found one in the second drawer of the wardrobe and pulled it out. I hissed and winced as I tended to my wounds, tears slipping out of my eyes in between.
A knock sounded on my door.
“Come in, ” I rasped out.
“Luna orders that you be part of the serving maids for tonight's dinner. You have 10 minutes,” the head maid said as she watched me intently for my reaction.
I didn't say anything for a while and thought it over if I was ready to suck up to them. I wasn't but for now… I'll have to. The disguise of being a maid is good enough to find out more about this pack and how to kill that bastard that took my family away.
I also needed to find Zahra, I just hope she's doing well. I need to save her and get her out of this place. We need to escape…
“I'll be there.” I said, looking up at her with new determination in me.
I tried to hide my pain and anguish but I must be doing a bad job because her face softened at me before she walked out leaving me alone.
The hallway to the dining hall was extremely beautiful. If anything that I had learnt in this short while is that this is a wealthy pack.
They must have really spent a lot of time making this place and attending to every detail. The small swirls on the wall, the curves of the roofs, even down to the colours of paints. The building was really beautiful.
I walked alone to the dining area. The other maids made it pretty clear to stay away from me like I was a disease. They would glance at me and whisper. I didn't care.
I stood at the door of the dining hall, when the head maid pushed a trolly towards me. She signaled for me to take it in, which I did.
All the laughter, shouts and talks died down as I walked in. They must all know who I am.
Seated in the chairs, I could spot some of the leaders of the pack's that were in alliance with my Father. Some of them bowed their head in embarrassment while the others who didn't care, stared at me head on. I couldn't hide my face of disgust at their betrayal.
One of them was the leader of a small pack, Alpha Rodrick, who was known for his perverted ways of preying on young girls. He licked his lips when his eyes met mine but I ignored him.
“Come Mima, serve my guests. You should know how to do that much. You will be assigned to serving Alpha Rodrick”. My face squeezed in disgust but one cold look from Stephanie and I nodded. I walked to my trolley and began to prep for his meals.
I could feel eyes on me but I ignored eye contact with most of them, especially Dylan.
A phone rang in the halls and we all turned to see Dylan raising his phone to his ears.
“I'll be there “ he said over the phone before excusing himself and leaving the room.
I had gotten to Alpha Rodrick’s seat and I could already dread him touching me as I plated his food but he didn't. Which was a little surprising.
“Alpha Rodrick. Does the new maid make you uncomfortable?” Stephanie asked, laughing lightly as some joined her.
The air was stagnant for a few seconds. Stephanie must have done this on purpose. She wanted to use Alpha Roderick to solve me, the new problem of hers.
“Well, I don't know, I mean, it's so rare to have such a beautiful maid serving me, I'm really flattered..” He replied, staring at me and making me uncomfortable.
“This is specially arranged for you, please enjoy your dinner, Alpha Roderick. ” She continued and made eye contact with Alpha Rodrick. He nodded and smiled widely, understanding the underlying meaning to what she said.
“Serve the wine, beauty.” Roderick's gruff voice interrupts the conversation and the other maids start to so I do too.
I raised the glass and brought it to my chest, pouring the liquid from the bottle to the cup when I felt a smack to my left ass cheek.
The act startled me and made me shake, pouring the contents of the wine on my body and soaking my clothes, revealing my figure and a little colour of my undergarments.
My hand retracted and the entire bottle shattered on the floor.
“Oh dear, look what you've done.” Alpha R
odrick exclaimed but the devious smirk on his face told me all I needed to know.
How intentional his act was.
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