Something was definitely wrong; Deonna has been acting strangely for days and now she’s requesting to go back to her duties in the rose garden with the rest of the maids. It was like she wanted nothing to do with Marlon. It was unsettling for his wolf because neither of them understood what they did wrong.All Marlon has been wanting to do is protect her and it seems as though that was no longer good enough. Or maybe she just doesn’t want to be protected. She spent the majority of her life caring for and protecting herself; after being taken away from her family she hasn’t had anybody except for herself.Marlon watched Deonna often from the window of his study as she worked in the garden. He could see the beads of sweat piling on the back of her neck and dripping into the fabrics of her dress as the heat of the sun poured into her tanned skin. She kept her hair wrapped because the sight of her unruly dark hair was disgusting to the maids. He knew better than to step in to defend her m
The workday felt much longer than usual; it’s been a few days since I told Marlon I wanted to return to my duties, I wasn’t prepared for what that involved though. The other maids I worked around seemed to find me to be an even bigger threat to them than I had been when I first arrived. Beatrice has always been cold towards me, but the other maids have always tolerated me. Now, they treated me as though I was straight-up gutter trash.They wanted nothing to do with me; whenever I came around, they would quickly stop speaking. I could tell they were talking about me. It was weird for them because I had Mateo with a mystery guy; they all assumed Mateo was Marlon’s because he was allowing me to keep him at the manor. Plus, a couple of the maids had seen Marlon holding Mateo.Rumors were going around fast; it was no wonder word was already traveling around the kingdom. It was no wonder the Duke of North-Valley was already aware of the situation and alerted the king and queen.Mid-afternoo
“You’re letting Alex care for our son?” I tried to keep her temper in, but I was so hurt and angry with Marlon that I couldn’t help myself.Marlon sat at his desk in his study, wide-eyed, as I stood at the doorway with anger boiling out of me. How DARE he allow Alex to care for our child without consulting me about it first. I know I was only a dirtball slave to him, but I still mattered when it came to the decision-making of MY child.I could feel tears burning in my eyes as I stared at his confused expression. He put down his pen and looked up at me as I stalked towards him.“Alex will be fine. He knows he’d have to answer to me if any harm comes to Mateo,” Marlon tried to defend himself.That wasn’t good enough for me.“You should have told me first. You should have said something. Anything,” I hissed to him.He shot to my feet.“When? You avoid me every time I try to say something to you. When would have been a good time to say something?” He asked, raising his tone.I pressed my
It wasn’t fair.She was just a dirtball slave; she was bottom of the barrel gutter trash and nothing more. Yet there was something about her that Marlon couldn’t resist. She knew it from the moment Marlon and Deonna were in the same room with one another the night she laced his food with that drug.There was no mistaking the illuminating glow their wolves had during their embrace. That food wasn’t meant for Deonna to eat; it was meant for Marlon and Marlon alone. It was supposed to be Petra and Marlon that night. It was supposed to be Petra that made love to Marlon.Since she arrived at the manor a few months before Deonna, she had an attraction toward Marlon. However, it seemed as though regardless of the advances she made toward him, he was never going to want her in the same way.It was infuriating.No more infuriating at the fact that she had a baby because of that one stupid night. Mateo. What a stupid name for a baby. As the days went on, Petra grew more bitter. She tried to bit
I lay sleeping with Mateo close to me, in the shack. After everything that had happened, everything that I learned, I wasn’t ready to face Marlon again. It was too much for me to handle; he told me he loved me. I know how my wolf feels about him, but I couldn’t bring myself to give into him.What kind of outcome would it end up being? It would result in our deaths, and it wasn’t worth the childish temptations. Plus, I had Petra on my tail, and I couldn’t risk her finding anything more out. Right now, she only thinks everything is just a rumor; she has no proof otherwise and the proof she does have will only get her in trouble.She showed so much interest in Marlon; I had no idea she felt that way. Though I wasn’t surprised. Marlon was as handsome as can be everyone in the kingdom fangirled over him and I could see how some of the maids looked at him as well. Petra was a beautiful woman with her long silky blonde hair and her large breasts that nearly popped out of her maid uniform. Sh
“What the hell happened?!”As I began waking up, I could hear Marlon’s angry voice; it sounded distant, but I knew he was right next to me. I wasn’t even sure what had happened myself. My memory was foggy; all I remembered was Beatrice telling me that it was going to be okay, and she lifted me off my bed.“Her food was drugged,” Beatrice explained.I tried to open my eyes to see where I was, but my body was disallowing me to do so. I wanted to tell him that I was awake and alright, but I couldn’t move.“Who made her food?” Marlon demanded.There was a brief pause before she answered.“I don’t know…” She finally said.“How does my head maid, not know who made their goddamn food?” Marlon hissed; I could nearly hear the spit leaving his mouth and hitting her face as he spoke.“I’m sorry…” she said softly.She was covering for somebody. But who? Who did this to me? What was wrong with me? Why couldn’t I move? Why couldn’t I remember anything?“Never mind,” Marlon said. His voice was getti
Today was the day I was going back to school; we had a 2-week break, but now it was back to open the books and learning. I was nervous and excited all at the same time.Marlon told me that he no longer wanted me to stay in the shack because he worried for our safety; and now that Beatrice was aware of the situation with Mateo and Marlon’s relation to the whole ordeal, he no longer wanted me to work under her. As much as he trusted his head maid, he worried she would try to do something stupid to save her own skin, despite the threat that Alex left for her.So, Mateo and I have been staying in the manor once again. He set up the guest bedroom, the one I stayed in before Mateo was born, with a crib and some equipment for Mateo and me. That was going to be my new bedroom for a while.I was also going to keep working as Marlon’s handmaiden; however, he hasn’t really given me any actual tasks. I don’t think he expects me to do much of anything besides taking care of Mateo. Which I didn’t m
Odette and Moira stumbled backward in utter shock as they stared at my dark hair. Their eyes were large and wary; Odette looked as though she was about to burst into tears. The halls grew quiet as everyone stopped to stare at me. None of them knew what to say and how to say it.I looked at Bob who was staring at me also with dismay; he was still in shock. I half expected him to yell for guards to come to collect me; I wouldn’t put it past him. Neither he nor Alex ever liked me, and this would be the prime opportunity to finally get rid of me.I glanced around the halls to see if I could spot Alex, but he was already gone. I wasn’t sure if he saw me at all yet, but I knew word would get around school fast enough.I began walking backward; I was afraid I would get jumped at any moment.Making eye contact with Bob, he blinked a few times as though he was being brought out of a trance. After a pause he stepped towards me, straightening his back. He pressed his lips in a thin line and poin