Chapter 4: The Alpha in Towel
Evaline:
I did exactly what I was told - reporting to the Head Maid Sera the very first thing as dawn arrived. I was starving as I hadn’t eaten anything since the previous morning, but I didn’t dare to say it to anyone.
Soon enough, I was led to the maid’s quarters. I stared at the small cot they had assigned me. The scratchy blanket and the flat pillow barely qualified as comforts, but compared to the cold and hard floor of the dungeon, and everything I went through the past month, they were a pleasant sight for my eyes and body.
But looking at the faces around me, I could tell that some of them were either pitying me or laughing at my fall from grace. Little did they know that my life had been far from the luxury lifestyle they all believed I had been enjoying up until this point.
Growing up as the wolfless daughter of the most powerful Alpha in the region was a nightmare disguised as a privilege. My parents never missed a chance to remind me I was a disappointment. My father’s punishments were swift but cruel, and my stepmother never failed to make my life miserable.
No one ever cared about the bruises I hid or the tears I swallowed. And now, here I was, once again a target.
The other maids didn’t bother hiding their disdain. Whispers followed me as I passed, and when I walked into a room, the conversations abruptly stopped.
Those who didn’t openly glare at me kept their distance, as if I carried some contagious disease. I didn’t blame them. Being the enemy’s daughter painted a bullseye on my back, and associating with me would only bring trouble.
Since I was already given my work, I didn’t stay behind and hurried away to start my work. I was starving and I needed to earn my food by completing my work.