Evie's POV "Scrub! Scrub!! And Scrub!!!" I sang as I continued to scrub the tiles of the large living room, imitating the voice of Miss Kardashian. I gave out a harsh laugh as I plopped forward on my elbows and knees, scrubbing over a surface I missed.My life was all the irony and typical pitiful incidents I could ever conjure up together. I slapped the washcloth in my hand over another space on the tiles and cleaned the sweat on my forehead away with the back of my hand, but only succeeded in adding more water to the place I wanted to wipe the sweat from. My face was swollen, and my entire face was puffed from not getting enough rest.Just like my sad mood, the sun seemed to mirror my emotions as it refused to shine brightly despite that it was already noon. My stomach growled loudly, reminding me that I haven't had anything to eat since the morning of the previous day, and that was even some cereal I stole when no one was in the kitchen with me. I knew that if I wanted to have som
vie's POV The moment Damon was gone from the place, I picked up all the cleaning items I worked with and made to scurry out of the place because I knew that with the temper that Miss Kardashian was probably feeling, I would be the scapegoat for her misfortune. The luck that I was supposed to use out of the place ran out though before I got to the door."Stop right there!" I heard the dreadful command of the woman, the same fear that made me want to be out of reach from her. I stopped walking and turned to face her, my head bowed slightly and looking at the floor to avoid getting into more trouble with her. Her loud footsteps kept sounding in the room, and I winced as I felt my back injuries conjured up from knowing that I was going to be in another batch of troubles."And just who gave you the permission to walk away?" She asked me. "I-I," I stammered out, not sure of what to say. The bucket of dirty water I held suddenly felt too heavy and I wanted nothing more than to drop the buc
Evie's POV For two days after that awful encounter with Miss Kardashian, I made sure u stayed very far away from her. Anything that would make her seek my presence, I made sure I did them all. But my back kept screaming for some sort of release that I couldn't give it. No, not that I couldn't give it. It was that I chose not to. It was either that or face another awful music from that blonde hair woman called Miss Kardashian, and there would be no way out of the mess if I even thought about accepting it.Even without facing her cruelty, I was still suffering as it was. At the moment, I was weeding the grasses that made the garden their home instead of the regular herbs that the space was meant for. The harsh sun rose in all its glory, burning into my injured back, making the wounds bite me in protest to all the bad things I was exposing them to. I didn't like the sun either but I had no choice."You know what I think?" A voice said from behind me and I gasped in shock. I heard a chuc
vie's POV Life didn't fare any better staying at the Night Wolves Pack. If anything, it made me get into more unbearable situations, especially now that the other servants, even those that were humans, were now making themselves scurry up to Miss Kardashian just to be in her favour. In the end, I was the one who suffered the brute of their decisions.What hurt the most was the fact that the little corner I had always rested my body after each longest day work was no longer allocated to me. Now, I had to sleep outside the door like a security man or I should say a security woman in this case. "The Gamma is returning today after such a long journey." I heard one of the maids cleaning the hall with me say to another. My ears perked up at those words and I was left wondering why they would say the gamma was returning when the vicious woman had always been around."I know, right?" Another one answered with a wistful sigh. "The Alpha needs to stop sending out those hot men. At least, just
amon's POVMy eyes roamed around the large hall, and the stream of servants working on cleaning the whole place. It wasn't that we had any special event coming up. Or maybe it was a special event for us at Night Wolves Pack since it was a tradition we followed every time.It was going to be the full moon that night.As the case was always at our pack, all the wolves of the pack, with the exception of the Omegas since some of them don't have their own wolves and the rest have weak wolves that make keeping up with the rest of the pack impossible for them, all moved out into the forest. There, we wolfed out and hunt for games while letting the power of the full moon move through each of our beings, making us whole. At the end of the hunting game, we move back all the caresses of the animals to the packhouse where the Omegas made a festive meal with them. Once the food was ready, we wine and dine all through the rest of the night.But cleaning the hall was not my concern at the moment. Th
vie's POV I knew, even without being told, that I was in a lot of trouble. I could see it. I could feel it. From the way Damon's dark eyes were glowing, I knew he was very angry. And once again, I seemed to be the reason for that unjustified anger. Or was the anger justified this time?Seeing as he kept squeezing a wet envelope in his hand, I knew that whatever was in there should be very important to him. What I didn't understand was why he would think I was the cause of the envelope getting ruined by dropping it in the water. The fact that I have never been into his office without an invitation made it even harder for me to think straight about the accusation that was laid at my feet.And who had claimed to see me when I was committing the act? The very same Miss Kardashian that wished nothing for me but ill luck and possibly death?Of course, she would lie against me. She would do or say anything just to see me getting punished. But why would she lie about something this gravious?
Evie's POV Two guards held me by the arms while the remaining four flagged about me like I was some hardened criminal they feared would escape if I was let out of their sights even for a moment.Screw my fate! Screw whatever reason made me jump into a river! Screw myself for losing my memory and for being so weak! Screw Damon for saving me! Screw him for bringing me here instead of letting me go!If it weren't for each of those circumstances, I would not be in all these mess that I was currently experiencing. True, the street of London might be hard to fend for one's self there, but somehow, it felt like I knew the entire land like I knew the lines on my palms. It was more like I grew up on the street and not in a home.But that wasn't important. What was important was getting out of the mess I was in."Stop!" I heard the command and a part of me felt relieved. The guards stopped abd turned around to look at their Alpha who issued the command. "Instead of flogging her, how about we t
Evie's POV I tried to see what the Gamma looked like but I couldn't turn my eyes around because of how tight I was tied down to the bench."Kardashian. I see you still have this nerve for showing your superiority with borrowed identity." The Gamma pretended as if he was mumbling, but his voice was in fact loud enough for everyone and everything in the hall to hear.Somehow, I loved the man already. Maybe because he was the first person I saw that didn't give any care about Miss Kardashian and her ways of trying to get everyone to do her bidding."Gamma Samuel, how was your trip?" Miss Kardashian asked after clearing her throat. I knew her eyes must be blazing with both anger and hatred. Anger because the man had humiliated her. Hatred because he seemed to be a stumbling stone to her command of power."Save your nonsense greeting to yourself!" Gamma Samuel growled. "Care to tell me what the hell is going on here? Why are you beating up a worker like she is an animal?!""You have no r