Don't Get Caught By The Alphas のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

After hearing Gaby's request, everyone lowered their hands, looking uncomfortable. Betty scolded them again, calling them indecisive and incompetent for being picky about their work. She said that even though they didn't want to serve Narsha, they still had to do their jobs to help Gaby care for this mess.“Betty is right, everyone. Someone has to do it, or I’ll have to do it myself.” Gaby replied, forcing a thin smile.Everyone was stunned. “Why do you have to do it?”Gaby smiled, but her eyes didn’t match her smile as she looked down. “Well, because Alpha Dexter asked for it.”“How could Alpha Dexter do that to you, after everything you’ve done for this pack?” a young servant replied angrily, and many agreed with her.With a small laugh, Gaby replied. “Because I’m also a maid.”“That’s not true!” They quickly objected.Gaby’s position as listed in the documents was indeed that of a maid, a head maid, to be precise. But everyone in the mansion knew that Gaby was the daughter of a wea

A week has passed since Narsha took up her position as Dexter’s herbalist. As she learned, only certain personnel know about Dexter’s insomnia. It was only Enrique, Alson—his Beta—and now her. Because of this, Narsha signed a non-disclosure agreement, which she followed without much protest.She knows how important it is to keep Dexter’s condition away from public attention. He is an Alpha, after all. His health condition must not be heard by outsiders, not even by his people, because that could trigger arrogant people to think they can attack him or his pack.Like Ethan, for example.And so, for a week, she has reported to work every day.By working, she meant babysitting Dexter, catering to his need for entertainment, and persuading Dexter to be more open about his condition. She still needed to try harder for that part because he didn’t want to explain it in words. He kept ordering her to watch him, which didn’t help Narsha do her job as a herbalist.That’s why she didn’t produce a

Gaby had been thinking about what new game Dexter was playing by making Narsha stay at his mansion. It turned out to be no different from his previous games, where he lured women using his charm, winning after bringing them to his bed.Once he gets what he wants, he ends the game cruelly, at least, cruelly for the women involved—a classic and consistent move from Dexter.Gaby admits that Dexter's game this time has a different beginning and concept from his previous ones. He even goes as far as pretending to care about the woman and her daughters to reach the end of his game. What a twisted man.She can't believe he could wait more than a week to finally drag Narsha into his bed. It's not like him to keep his prey around for so long, considering his patience is as thin as paper.After tonight, Gaby won't see Narsha again, just like all the other women.She smiled slightly. 'Yeah, it's better this way. The sooner he sleeps with that woman, the sooner he'll get bored, end the game, and

“Touching you feels nice,” whispered Dexter, his voice hoarse.His touch was light, but somehow it made Narsha's heart beat faster, making her wonder what was wrong with her. She swallowed, trying to ignore the strange feeling, focusing on her massage.A few minutes passed. Dexter was still rubbing Narsha's arm, and she was still massaging Dexter's head. The fallen silence felt strange, filled with tension and something else. Something that... Narsha didn't want to admit. That Dexter was making her heart feel warm and tingly.Suddenly, Dexter stood up, sat straight, pulled his shirt off, and casually threw it on the floor. Now, he was shirtless, revealing his hard abs and broad, muscular chest. Faint scars were visible on his shoulders, signs of battles he had fought in the distant past.His strong masculine scent was now overwhelming. Narsha's heart started racing, and her breath caught in her throat. She gasped, her eyes unintentionally fixated on Dexter's athletic body. That broad

In his room, Dexter hummed cheerfully. However, the heavy tone of his voice made the melody he was humming sound more like a cave collapsing, no offense. That was just Enrique's opinion, who was annoyed because he had to report to work early in the morning, carrying piles of documents from the office to Dexter's room.Dexter seemed in the best mood he had been in all year. Enrique often pinched himself to ensure he wasn't dreaming, especially when he saw Dexter acting all clingy with Narsha.He also thought Dexter was in a good mood this time thanks to Miss Narsha.“Alpha,” Enrique began, a little hesitant. "To be honest, you don't look like someone who is seducing Miss Narsha to make her submit to you. On the contrary, you look more like...” Enrique trailed off, swallowing hard.“Like what?”“You look like you're the one who is listening to her more,” Enrique replied carefully, and those were the best words he could think of.Dexter, who was in a good mood, laughed out loud. “Do I lo