Chapter 33
Betrayed by Blood~
Avery stood in front of the chore list pasted on the board, her lips caught between her teeth, her mind running back and forth at what was written. Her first task for today was to clean Alpha Cain’s office. She had never been assigned a task like this before, and she was always grateful for it. At least the goddess let her keep that part, well, until today.
Avery’s stomach twisted in knots at the thought of being in his office again. Her last visit there was a week ago, and everything that had happened after that day was forever stuck in her memory. Avery let out a shaky breath and turned, her gaze flickering over the other maids who were talking. Her gaze flickered to the wall clock; it was exactly 6 am. Cain couldn’t be in his office now. She grabbed her cleaning supplies and walked out of the room.
The walk to Cain’s office felt longer than it should have. Avery tightened her grip on the cleaning supplies, her knuckles white. She stopped right at the door, her heart pounding hard in her chest, her hand hovering over the handle. "Just clean and get out," she told herself before stepping into the place.
The room was empty, just as she’d hoped. Avery let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding and stepped inside, closing the door behind her.
Cain’s office was sharp, as always. Dark wooden shelves lined the walls, filled with books she doubted he ever read. His desk sat near the large window, neat and intimidating, much like the man himself. She set down her supplies and got to work, starting with the shelves.
She made sure to be careful and swift, wanting to leave as soon as possible. She had done everything in her power to avoid the said man, even though it landed her in trouble most of the time. She’d never go close to where he was, never walked by if she could as much smell him. She made sure to stay clear of him regardless of how difficult it had been.
As she wiped down the desk, her fingers brushed against a stack of papers, sending them sliding off. Avery scrambled to pick them up, her heart pounding when she saw the name written boldly on the paper. The blood hunt.
Her brow furrowed as she quickly set the papers back on the desk. She’d heard most of the maids speaking of the hunt. Many were excited, while some were frustrated. Avery still hadn’t been able to deduce what the blood hunt meant, but it had to be something important if everyone was excited about it.