Two weeks later…
“Get up, now!” Alpha Damien yells at Cassie, as she slumps to the ground and breathes heavily. With all the strength left in her, she helps herself up to her feet with her sword. Life hasn’t been fair to her for the past two weeks. She was shocked when Damien asked Zoey to teach her the basics of swordsmanship, only for him to take over the training one week later. He hasn’t gone easy on her, and this has made her strong, although it’s kind of hard to keep up with.
She has been wondering why he suddenly wanted her to learn this, but who is she to question him?
After training for a few more minutes, she finally return to her room with little or no energy left in her. Alpha Damien already drained all her energy, and all thanks to him, she’s about to collapse now.
She crashes on her bed as soon as she steps into her room. Zoey is not inside the room, maybe she must’ve gone out to stroll or something.
She manages to have her bath before she finally sleeps off…
The next day…
The usual loud bang on her door jolts her out of her deep slumber, and she groans tiredly as she tosses on the bed. Can’t she just sleep for a few more hours?
Realizing that it’s time to go clean the alpha’s room, she sighs deeply as she sits up on the bed, running her fingers through her hair. She tilts her head to see Zoey fast asleep beside her on the bed, and she rolls her eyes, envious of her. Seeing her sleep so peacefully, she wishes she can be this free.
After what seems like forever, she finally stands up to her feet and drags her feet into the bathroom to wash her face before leaving to do her normal daily routine.
A few minutes later, she drags her feet along the veranda lazily, until she’s standing in front of the alpha’s room.
“Greetings, my lord. Cassie…” She announces her presence instead. She has no strength to lift her hand to knock on the door.
Two minutes later, the door suddenly opens, revealing the lady she had run into a few weeks ago in the alpha’s room (Astrid). She stares at Astrid in pure disgust, as anger spur through her. Seeing her in his room, for no reason angers her so badly. Did she sleep in his room?
“What do you want?” Astrid asks her.
“Will you get the hell out of my way, bitch!” She so much wants to reply to her with this, as she spits on her face, but it seems like she will only get herself into trouble with that, so she just smiles forcefully.
“I’m here to clean the room,” She replies to her.
“I’ve done that. You may leave now,” Without waiting for her to say anything again, she slams the door hard on her face, and she flinches.
She’s supposed to be happy that she helped her with her chores, but why the heck is she so angry? Is it because she’s in his room, or because she helped her with her chores?
She turns around and storms out of the veranda angrily, having a deep frown on her face.
“Are you OK?” Zoey asks her worriedly, as soon as she storms into their room and slams the door behind her.
“Why are you back so early? Did the Alpha do anything to you?” Zoey asks her worriedly, but she only paces in the room without saying a word to her worried friend.
She suddenly stops abruptly as an idea pops up in her head. She turns to face Zoey.
“Zoey… Do you know how to make a pain reliever herb? I need it urgently,” Zoey pulls a confused look, wondering what she wants to do with it.
“What are you doing with…”
“Alpha Damien asked me to make it for him. Can you help me, please?” She urges Zoey, and she stares at her confusingly.
A few minutes later in the kitchen…
“Can you please, be fast with it? He’s waiting,” She says patiently as she watches Zoey prepare the herb. Although she don’t know if this will work, she just needs to get that bitch out of his room.
A few minutes later…
She bites on her bottom lip as she stares at the closed door, contemplating whether to knock on it or not. Will he gets mad at her? What if he tells her that he don’t need her care? Those are the questions that keep running through her mind as she stares down at the hot herb inside the cup that she’s holding.
Concluding, she finally raises her hand to knock on the door, but the unpleasant sound coming from inside the room makes her stop her hand in mid-air. The disgusting moans coming from inside the room sounds through her ears, and her heart wrenches in pain. Realizing what the two must be doing inside, tears well up in her eyes as her fingers tightens around the cup as if she’s trying to smash it with her hand. She tries to comprehend what this feeling is, and why she’s having it, but nothing is working, she can’t wrap her head around why she’s angry.
Twenty minutes passed, and she’s still standing on the spot as if she can’t move from there.
The door finally opens after a few minutes, revealing Damien. He pulls a shocked expression as soon as he spots her standing there. He has just had sex with Astrid and was leaving to get fresh air in the garden, while Astrid is inside the room, getting ready to leave.
Seeing the sad expression on her face, he can’t help getting confused.
“What are you doing here?” He finally breaks the awkward silence.
“I… I brought you herb. I thought you may be exhausted after the training yesterday,” She lies to him, and he squints his eyes…