Chapter 78
[SAMANTHA’s Point of View]
Lena made sure we had everything we needed before she left the house and went somewhere where her presence was needed. I assured her that we were fine and comfortable, knowing that the kids loved how their rooms were designed based on their preferences, and Diana was excited with the plush toys Dominic must have bought and chose for her.
It took me almost the whole day to reorganize my things and make sure the kids were well fed after they took a relaxing warm bath and had a cozy short nap. With the help of two Omega maids that Dominic sent to help me with our stuff and taking care of the twins, the day that I expected would be extremely exhausting for me went surprisingly smooth and easy.
The youngest maid, Cynthia, has a shy demeanor, and I thought it was adorable because she was always amazed at how witty Diana could get whenever the two of them started a little conversation. Madison, who was only five years older than Cynthia, was excellent at cooking and made sure the kids had a wonderful lunch.
“This is the best mango pie I ever tasted in my whole life.” I praised Madison while she was busy baking cookies for Devon and Diana and made sure it was ready before they woke up for their snacks. “I can’t even compare this to the ones I tasted in the pack manor before I—” I suddenly realized it was an awkward topic to talk about when Cynthia and Madison looked at each other uncomfortably.
“Sorry.” I apologized to both of them as I wiped the corner of my mouth with a white napkin and smiled, wanting them to feel as comfortable in my presence. “I guess both of you already know the story about me. And I am pleased that you still chose to work here for me and the kids despite the rumors of me being called a deserter.”
“We heard a lot,” Madison said, and Cynthia’s eyes widened in panic, reminding her friend not to be too involved, but Madison seemed to have a courageous soul and smiled at me. Her eyes were beaming with enthusiasm as she looked at me as if I were some kind of celebrity in her eyes. “And I can still remember you being the Luna of the pack when I was just a kid and a small helper in the pack manor kitchen. You are always like a celebrity to us Omegas, Miss Samantha. You are so beautiful and kind, and all of the staff in that place love you.”
I was surprised at what I heard. My heart and mind were filled with my pain and anger against Dominic and Olivia that time that I didn’t notice that there were people who were watching me, like how Madison was looking at me with a huge smile. That brought warmth to my heart and lowered my eyes; I was a little embarrassed to see Madison’s lovely eyes looking up at me with admiration I didn’t think I deserved.
“She’s saying the truth,” Cynthia shyly agreed with Madison with a small smile while she was busy arranging the newly bought china wares in the kitchen. “We, Omegas and the other low ranks here in Silver Crescent. We all had been looking forward to the day you return here and become a full-fledged Luna, Miss Samantha. You always have a heart for us, who are always forgotten by the people who are supposed to look after the weak members of the pack—the ones who need the Alpha the most.”
“But our voices are not always the loudest, Miss. I mean, especially when the packhouse only focuses on the large-scale businesses that help the Silver Crescent to become at the top of the list.” Madison continued Cynthia’s explanation while wiping a plate and placing it on the rack. “Miss Olivia is supposed to look over the Omega people.” She winced with hatred as she mentioned the name of the woman: "But we know how much she hates dealing with us, and going to the slum areas irks her. We never liked that woman.”