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Ava's POV
"And what did you think you are doing?" I heard the unmistakable voice of Alpha Luke as I stepped in to do my duties that morning.
"Good mor...ning alpha." I stuttered, bowing my head as my eyes briefly landed on where he was sitting.
He had a pen on his hand and he was scribbling some things into a book.
"That didn't answer my question bitch." He growled, stood up then walked closer to me. "Who the hell are you and what did you want in my chamber this early?"
I took two steps backwards, intimidated by his tall, burly frame but I didn't let it show in my face.
"I am here to clean your Chambers alpha." I said gently, not meeting his gaze.
"Clean my Chambers? And you didn't know I don't like being disturbed before 9:am?"
He asked and I shook my head. Alice didn't tell me that. I wish I had knew that before, I wouldn't have been in this kind of situation.
"Who are you talking to darling?" I heard a feminine voice ask from alpha Luke's inner room.
That must be his fiancee that I have heard so much about. I have heard different tales from various pack members of how her beauty seems to shimmer brightly like the sun. Just seeing her walk into the room Alpha Luke and I stood confirmed all I've heard.
"It's no one you should bother yourself about." I heard him say as she leaned in to kiss him.
I felt my wolf growl inwardly when they kissed but I didn't know why. My wolf rarely communicates with me so it all seemed shocking to me. Most people in the pack had termed me wolfless. They believed I was cursed by the moon goddess and would never see a mate. It was a wild belief in our pack that anyone who doesn't have a wolf is cursed and would die without having a mate.
I was still in my thoughts when I felt a hand ran across my eye and I flinched. It was Alpha Luke, apparently he had been talking to me. His fiancee wasn't by his side anymore.
"You haven't been listening to what I was saying." He said, his eyes summing me up.
I shook my head slowly. "I'm sorry alpha."
"Layla wants you to do some chores for her."
He said and I assumed his girlfriend to be Layla as she was now back from the inner chamber. A polythene bag was in her hand which she immediately threw at me and I caught it just in time, thanks to my sharp reflexes from my days of training secretly.
"What's this?" I asked, looking from Alpha Luke to Layla.
Layla scoffed then asked. "It's my undies and clothes, any problem?"
I checked the bag then confirmed what she had said. It was indeed her undies. Why in the name of the seven gods is she giving me her undies and clothes? I furrowed my eyebrows. Maybe she wanted me to deliver it to the pack's drycleaner.
Layla cleared her throat, instantly gaining my attention. She must have noticed the confused look on my face.
"You should return them tomorrow before evening and make sure it is ironed."
She said then turned to go back into the inner chamber.
"Joe takes three to four days to wash and iron." I said which made her stop in her tracks.
She turned back with her brow creased. "Who the hell is Zoe?"
'Oh, she didn't know the pack's drycleaner?' I thought inwardly.
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