Elena’s POV“A-alpha King,” I stuttered, my pulse skyrocketing.I started trembling, my hands tightening around the mop as my nervousness spiked. His frustrated gaze pierced right through me, making it even harder for me to calm down. Still, I was so afraid he would scold me for taking too long to answer, I forced myself to speak.“I, uh… I was told you prefer the packhouse is cleaned at night,” I blurted out.He raised an eyebrow. “What does that have to do with you?”“Well, as your assistant—” I started, but he cut me off.“You’re my assistant. Not my maid,” he corrected sharply.I swallowed dry.In the end, I lowered my head. “I apologize, my King. I only came here to clean because I was instructed to.”“Instructed,” he repeated, his expression darkening. “By who?”I stiffened, immediately regretting my choice of words.My lips pressed together as I urged myself not to say anything stupid again. I feared he would be angry at me, but I also didn’t want to point fingers. It wouldn’t
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