Alpha Window Cleaning Novels & Stories

Elora headed outside, looking around the corridor for a slave to ask some questions, and luckily, she saw one heading her way and quickly approached her. " Hi, please excuse me." The slave halted her steps upon her call, " is anything the problem?" the slave who seemed older asked, " Sorry for bothering you, I just wanted to ask some questions," " Okay," she nodded her to proceed, " Did someone clean the Alpha's room?" " Which of the Alphas?" " Alpha Larsen," " No," " No? But it was totally clean," " No one cleans the room, his room is always clean, our job is just to make sure there isn't dust of any kind,"

“I’m not the one who decided this. But it’s the Alpha’s order.” My pulse slammed against my ribs. “Wh–what order?” She let out a small breath, almost pitying, but not soft enough to ease the dread crawling up my spine. “He wants this entire storage room cleaned. Every inch of it. Organized. Floors scrubbed. Shelves cleared. Everything.” She paused, and the weight of her next words nearly crushed the air out of me. “And he wants it done within thirty minutes.”

she asked me and I had to tell her the deal at that point, but I had to make sure she did not say anything to anyone. "What I am about to tell you, you can never say to anyone, do you understand? Can I count on you, Lilith?" I asked her. "What is it?" she asked. "You have to promise not to say anything to anyone first of all. I need you to promise me" I said to her and she promised not to say a word. "I need to see my mother in the cell where she's held, but the guards would not let me see her, on the Alpha's orders. The only way I can get to her would be by drugging the guards. I need you to get me some of your aunt's pills." I said to her "How many does she take?" I asked.

Alex growled, his eyes glowing gold. The other alpha's eyes grew wide, and he immediately got up and off the bar stool and backed away. "I'm sorry, Alpha." "What's your name?" Alex growled. "It's Earth alpha." "Well, Earth, I don't ever want to see you at my club again. Now get out of my sight." Earth nodded and ran out to the club. Alex turned his attention to Ash and could see how tense he was. Alex closed his eyes and then opened them as he wrapped his arms around Ash once more.

' Zephyr teased me. I ignored him completely, channeling my energy into recovering fast to resume my Alpha duties. I took a step toward the window, to admire the works of nature, then Marcus voice interrupted me again. "Where is she now, Alpha?" "She's gone." I replied non chalantly. "Gone?"

I stood by one of the huge arched windows, my jaw tightening so much a dull pain started in my forehead, because below, a group of repair workers in gray clothes were quickly cleaning the dirt and burn marks from the stone sides of the Alpha tower. They worked with a strange, skilled quickness, cleaning up the signs of a terrorist attack before the morning sun had fully risen above the trees. The Shattered glass was being swept into plastic bins, and wooden boards were already being nailed over the ruined windows of the Omega wing. They were erasing the crime scene. They were sweeping the ashes under the rug... But why were they in a hurry to do that? I wasn't sure.. But I knew whatever thei

“We want two rooms. King size, please. And oh, if you have a view, that would be great.” I looked at him, waiting for the punch line, but his face was stoic as ever. “This is an inn. There are no king-size rooms. All the rooms have either queen beds or twin beds. We have no view unless you count the back of the parking lot as one?” It was his turn to give me the same look. The Alpha opened and closed his mouth, like he wanted to say something but decided against it. “Perfect! We will take two rooms.” I blinked at him. They could probably do well with one; the twin beds were decently sized anyway. Then again, with his expensive, well-fitted suit and the giant watch on his wrist, he wasn't sho

If anything, he seemed entertained by my discomfort. He rubbed his beard thoughtfully. “Where have I seen you before?” Considering how few humans lived in this territory, I doubted I was difficult to remember. Unless he was simply reminding me how insignificant I was. “I work as a housekeeper in your home, Alpha,” I answered quietly. “I see.” Silence filled the office for a moment before he glanced toward the principal. “Leave us.” The principal blinked. “You mean me too?” The Alpha’s expression darkened instantly. “Are you deaf?” he growled. “I said leave.”

Gone. Next, the phone. I opened my contacts and my finger hovered over the pinned name: "My Alpha." Without hesitating, I hit delete. Then the entire contact list. Everyone connected to the Blackwood family. Wiped clean. I pulled out the SIM card, snapped it in two, and dropped the pieces into the trash. After all that, I felt the massive weight that had been crushing my chest for five years finally lift. It left a hollow ache, a gaping wound where my heart used to be. But for the first time in five years, I could breathe. The air was mine. My life was my own.

They’re also bitten to shit. I can’t believe I’m doing it, but I grab the brush and pan from the utility room and work to clear the glass from the dining room carpet. I tell myself it really is to save it from bloodstains, but I’m saving her feet and I think she’s well aware of that, too. She doesn’t say a word as she goes about her cleaning and neither do I. I’m almost relieved as I hear Kennedy’s car pull onto my driveway. Almost. The other part of me wishes I’d never called him. Worryingly it seems the Anna Josephine delusion might be fucking contagious.