COMPELLING THE MAID

BLADE’S POV

The kitchen was only a stone's throw from the dining after going down the stairs and walking for a few seconds, we arrived at our destination.

Despite being the Alpha, I could count the number of times I’d set foot into the kitchen as I never really had business in it. It was wide with several helps working their magic on pans and pots, moving hurriedly around the kitchen at intervals. It was a sight to see as they all immediately composed themselves the minute they laid their eyes on me.

"Alpha Blade."

"Good evening, Alpha Blade."

"You're here, Alpha."

Responding to all of their greetings with just a single nod, I went straight to the reason I was in the kitchen. There was no need to uselessly beat around the bush and in the process, cause panic among the innocent helps. "Who was in charge of the tables tonight? I mean, who was in charge of serving both me and my guest's meal?"

My words erupted into mumbles and at the end, fingers were pointed toward a timid-looking lady