Chapter 4 Violet's pov

I stood in the doorway of my room staring down at Jack still sleeping on my bed and grunted. His eyes blinked open and he growled at me.

"Why are you standing in my doorway bitch?" he snapped and I raised my blonde brow at him.

"You're in my room in the servant's part of the house and your mom's in the kitchen. Good luck sneaking out, sicko," I said softly. His eyes narrowed and he groaned, obviously hung over.

He stood and stumbled a bit and glared at me. I stepped to the side as he stumbled past me and clambered down the stairs. I heard Isabella shrieking downstairs and rubbed my forehead when I heard her yelling my number up the stairs. I went down the stairs slowly and when I got to the kitchen Isabella was holding Jack and scowling at me.

"You are a whore like your mother! How dare you try and seduce my sweet boy, you slut," she growled. I shook my head and was thankful that the pack Alpha was no longer at the table.

"Once the celebration is over you will leave immediately for the pack house," she growls and I nod.

"I need to start preparing dishes now if you want them ready in time," I mumbled sourly and she told me to move my ass. I exhaled deeply to fight back my tears and started pulling ingredients to start the dishes. Hours had passed and I could hear the music from the large party room. A room I had never stepped a foot into and certainly never for any of my birthdays that had come and gone.

 I finished with the last dish and took my apron off as my stepmother came into the room complaining about some Alpha that wasn't partaking in the festivities.

"713, take a bottle of wine up to the ruthless Alpha Grayson. He is staying in the last room at the end of the hall," she growls. I swallowed nervously. I wondered if he was really called ruthless. Most of the surrounding Alpha's were deadly. 

Isabella clapped her hands in my face interrupting my thoughts and told me to haul ass. I nodded, grabbing a tray, a couple of wine glasses, and a bottle of chilled wine. 

I positioned it onto the tray and headed carefully up the stairs. I sniffed the air and a pleasant masculine scent tickled my nose. The pleasing scent got stronger the closer I got to the Alpha's door. I calmed my nerves and my racing heart while I knocked briskly upon the closed wooden door. 

When it opened I nearly dropped the tray seeing the man I had watched through the kitchen window standing before me. He looked even better up close and I swallowed nervously as he grinned slightly. He opened the door wider allowing me inside the room and I went directly to the small table to set down my tray. 

The intoxicating scent was very strong, almost making me dizzy as I breathed in the tantalizing aroma.

"Isabella Wilson requested that this be brought to your room Alpha Grayson," I said coyly. He nodded and lifted the bottle of wine.

"Strange, I don't drink," he said softly and his timbre voice skimmed over my flesh like warm honey. I nodded and excused myself heading back to the door and pausing when he stepped before me, eyeing me curiously. 

"Mate," he growled and my eyes widened and I met his bright orbs. I was frozen for a moment but then quickly dashed around him and out of the door. I glanced back and realized that he was watching me and grinning. I bowed my head and scurried quickly down the stairs. 

I felt like I would choke on my heart the way it was going off in my chest. Alpha Grayson was the most sexist man I'd ever laid eyes upon and I fanned myself with my hand as I returned to the kitchen. I shook my head at him saying, mate. I frowned and looked absent-mindedly back up the stairs and sighed. I was not going to fall into the same trap that my mother had no matter how enticing the offer. 

My wolf was whining within my subconscious and I told her to stop. I didn't get any more time to contemplate the situation as Isabella and Jack came inside the kitchen and told me to pack my things. I was being taken by our pack Alpha to become his new house servant. 

"You better not shame our family, you harlot," Isabella said softly and I nodded as the old Alpha came into the kitchen grinning from ear to ear.

"Heard a lot about you young lady, I believe you will advance well at my home," he growled softly and patted my back. My mind was spinning as I looked up and saw that Alpha Grayson had heard the entire conversation. I was curious about what had been told to him and glanced at my stepbrother. His eyes avoided mine and my stepmother just smiled smugly. 

"Excuse me for asking but do you have a mate Alpha? I asked him boldly and Isabella gasped at my gumption. The old Alpha laughed heartily and nodded his head.

"Yes, I am very fortunate and have a sweetheart of a mate," he said with his surprised eyes twinkling in merriment. I grinned slightly and followed after him as Isabella started to open the back door. It was late and she explained that the Alpha should be home with his dear wife. I agreed with her and helped the older man through the yard. Once we were several yards from the house the Alpha turned to me and asked me if I liked working for the Wilsons. I eyed him oddly and faked a smile telling him that they were like family. His eyes were narrowed at me and he grunted.

"Don't ever lie to me girl, your wolf is chatting with mine and saying much," he frowned and I mumbled softly that I was sorry.

"Grayson said you were his mate…you must be his second because he's had one already and has become a very hard man since her death. Not many will even stand in his presence;" he growls and I shake my head.

"I don't want a mate. I'm completely broken and not worthy," I sighed and looked up at the moon shining down above the pair of us. The old Alpha mumbled something under his breath and I glanced up at him and he shook his head pointing towards the huge house up within the trees.

Let's get you home so I can show you to your new room. As we traveled up to the front porch my eyes widened at the sheer size of the Alpha's home. It was no wonder he needed a full staff of servants.

"I asked him what I was going to be doing here at his lovely home and he chuckled.

"I think I'll give you a few days off to allow you to enjoy yourself. It seems that you didn't get to enjoy your life much," he said firmly and I closed my mouth and grew quiet. I wasn't used to people treating me with kindness; it felt very foreign to me. 

When the Alpha opened the door my eyes grew large at the interior of the home. It was warm and inviting and nothing like I expected.

"This is amazing," I gasp as my eyes traveled from the polished wood floors and up the richly painted walls and decor.

"The misses likes it," he grins and I chuckled. An older woman with a red choker appeared before us and bowed her head to the Alpha.

"412 this is 713. I'd like her to have a few days to get familiar with how things are run here. Please take 713 and give her a room with the others," the Alpha ordered and the servant asked me to follow her. 

She brought me up two flights of stairs and down a hall. She explained that this floor was for the servants and each had their room. She opened up a door and turned on the light above. Tears fell from my eyes at the sight of the lovely room. 

There was an actual bed with pillows. I bit my knuckles when she pointed to the bathroom attached to the room and explained that towels and toiletries were on the shelves. I nodded and told her thank you as I walked around the room.

"I will wake you for breakfast, give you a new uniform and you can watch to see where everything is located. Goodnight 713," she said softly and closed the door behind herself. I ran into the bathroom and turned on the sink water. 

My stepmother had lied to me. The servant's in the Alpha's home were treated well. I stripped my clothes off and jumped into the shower closing my eyes against the steaming spray. I laughed to myself.