***Freya's POV**As soon as we got to his room, he tossed me into his bed and looked down at me. I struggled out of the bed and stood up straight, breathing heavily. “Is this how you make love to those you bring to your bed?!” I yelled. “No, I don't. They all come on their own two feet, that I don't even need to stress as far as touching their heads. And you're mistaken somewhere, I don't make love, I fuck, really hard!”His words immediately made my heart sink. The fact that he intended to do that to me when it's my first scares the shit out of me.“Why don't you let me do my job? Why must you constantly try to bed me every little chance you get?”“Because that's your original duty. You think I brought you here to do the work of a maid? In your dreams! You think you're here to do the same work you did back in your pack? Well, that's you underestimating me. While I'm still being nice, you should go back to the bed and prepare yourself for me.”I blinked nervously. Though he said th

**Freya's POV*“Freya, where are you going?”My goodness! There's no escaping him, is there?I paused, but slowly turned around to face him.“Hi, Tyler,” I said with a slight smile on my face. Meanwhile, he didn't look pleased while staring into my eyes. I could tell that he had a lot in his mind to ask me. “Are you avoiding me?”“Huh? Of course not.”“Are you hiding something from me, then?”I shook my head. I hate to lie to Tyler, and the only way is to keep silent. “It's been two days since I last saw you. If I hadn't come earlier, I wouldn't have met you. I wanted to take you to breakfast. I know you must have missed breakfast these two days we didn't communicate, right?”“I uhm, did, but it's all good. They don't starve me anymore like they did in the past.”Tyler creased his brow. I understood that no matter how much I try to make things look okay, it still doesn't work on him. I have the feeling that he's still not convinced with what I've said. “Freya, let me say this now,

**Freya's POV***“Do you know one thing I like about you, Freya? It is the fact that you're stubborn. If only you were fit to stay by my side. You would have made the perfect Luna. But too bad for you. That will never happen.”I wasn't concerned about what he was saying but rather, my eyes were fixated on what he was searching for. Whatever it is, I have a feeling that it's not something I would like. Just then, he paused, his gaze looking in a particular direction. I slowly took my gaze towards the direction his gaze lingered and in front of him was a tomato paste with pepper Which I had made to prepare lunch. At that very moment, my heart sank. I honestly don't know what to think at that point. I know what this means, but I just don't want to accept what it means. He gradually turned around towards me with his usual sinister look. “Just like I had earlier said. I know just how to make you talk.”My heart sank. “No, please no, for goodness’ sake!”He picked up the paste and wal

**Samona's POV***I woke up feeling quite exhausted. I looked up at the find and noticed it was 10: am. Goodness! I can't believe I had slept this long. What did I expect when I came back home late from the club? But it was all fun last night. Mere thinking about last night brought a smile to my face. I yawned widely, and it was at that moment it dawned on me that I had missed breakfast. “Shit!” I exclaimed aloud. What should I do? I can't go to the kitchen to prepare food for myself. I need someone in charge of the kitchen to do so. While I was contemplating on what to do, I heard a sharp knock on the door. I creased my brow, wondering who it was. “Miss Samona, are you awake?”“Bethel?”“Yes, it's me, ma'am? May I come in?”“Yes you can.”The door quickly pushed open and Bethel walked in, looking like she was being chased or something. “Why did you want to see me?”“Miss Samona, the Alpha had just given Freya the go ahead to manage the pack meals.”“What? How's that possible?

***Freya's POV***When I noticed I didn't feel sore on my nipples anymore, I got out of the bath water and walked over to the mirror in the bathroom. Looking at myself in the mirror, I noticed the areas around my nipples were still very much red, even though it didn't hurt anymore. I quickly pulled down the towel from where it was hanging and toweled myself dry. I picked up the ointment which Havana had left on the sink for me. I opened the bottle, took a little amount of the ointment and rubbed it around my nipples. It stung a little, but I know this will make it heal faster since the pain is gone. Good thing I didn't lose all my cool for Samona. I can't believe how cruel she can be. When I was done applying the ointment on my breasts, I quickly walked out of the bathroom and headed to the closet, where I picked up a simple white gown to wear. Just after I had put on the dress, I heard a light knock on the door. No doubt, the person at the door was definitely Tyler. I've come to