Chapter 9: Servant Quarters

Damien remained silent and Albert let out a sigh, knowing fully well that he could not force the stubborn man to speak when he didn't want to.

“I heard you brought a woman to your wings, is this related to her?” Albert asked again.

Damien did not seem surprised that Albert found out about something like that.

Damien closed his eyes, her images appearing in his mind once again.

She makes no sense. His wolf and body keep reacting to her, was it because of the bond or something else?

He did not want to talk about her, instead he said, “She does not behave like the others, no obedience and definitely no fear.”

Albert raised a brow and chuckled, “That seems like courage.”

“It sounds like trouble.” Damien corrected with a frown and Albert’s smile deepened.

He could tell that there was something else Damien was not saying and it was definitely related to this new woman, but he did not press further.

Albert studied his face carefully and said, “If she’s trouble, then kill her. Doesn’t that make things easier?”

Damien lowered his head and frowned.

“Killing her sounds too simple for someone like her. I will torture her and watch her break.” Damien said and Albert stared at him meaningfully.

“Since when does the Alpha King have the time to care about some woman?”

Damien did not reply and merely said, “Are you done?”

“Yes. You should refrain from battles for now, it could affect you.”

Damien replied, “You know that is not possible.”

“What about your insomnia?” Albert asked again as he packed his things.

“No improvement.” Damien replied calmly, adjusting his shirt as he stood up.

Albert thought about it and nodded, “That is as expected. I am working on a new pill, I will let you know when I’m done. Hopefully, it will work for your insomnia.”

Damien nodded calmly and watched Albert step out of the room, swiftly disappearing.

At the same time, Hazel tossed and turned on the bed, perspiration clinging to her skin.

Her dreams were strange.

She found herself standing in the middle of an ancient dark forest, so eerily dark that she could not even see her fingers.

However, three bright orbs suddenly appeared before her, illuminating the dark forest like suns. The orbs seem to contain the sun itself, their light so bright that it was almost blinding.

A voice called out to her.

“Your mission…protect them. You are taking too long, Hazel. Do what is right.”

Then right before her eyes, the third orb started enlarging. But before she could see what it had morphed into, Hazel jolted awake.

Her heart raced as she glanced around, finding herself back in the Alpha’s chamber.

“What was that all about? Three shining orbs?” She muttered to herself, clasping her hands over her fast beating heart.

Outside, the moon shone brighter as though testifying to the odd dream she just had.

Hazel remained like that until dawn fell and Matilda came back.

“You are awake.” She pointed out. “You will be staying in the servants’ quarters from now on, but your main job is to the Alpha, serving him food, preparing his bath, taking care of his chambers and all. You will be supervised by me.”

Hazel snorted, “Is he afraid that I would poison his meals? Is that why he asked you to supervise me?”

Matilda didn’t say much and merely passed her a plain dress, “You are free to take your bath here for the last time. Change into this, this is what you will be wearing from now on.”

Seeing a chance to make a request, Hazel asked, “Since I work freely now, Can I visit the dungeons?”

Matilda gave her a side glance before shaking her head, “I only supervise you. You take orders or make requests from the King himself.”

“I knew it.” Hazel mumbled before shaking her head.

Her bath took less than ten minutes and she quickly put on the dress Matilda gave her and she was soon led out of the chamber.

Hazel was led through wide corridors and the luxurious scent of incense and polished wood gradually faded, turning into that of damp air and the faint smell of iron.

Hazel pretended to glance around curiously, but she was inwardly making calculations and memorizing the routes they were walking in.

They arrived at a corridor having numerous wooden doors.

Finally, Matilda stopped in front of a door and pushed it open.

The room was small and crowded. Six small beds were placed at different locations around the room stacked with plain black blankets. Five women were already in the room, each busy with their own thing, and they all glanced up at once.

Seeing Matilda, they bowed slightly and ignored Hazel totally.

Matilda gestured calmly, “You will be staying here from now on, occupying the sixth bed. Report to the kitchen before sunrise and whenever you are needed, the Alpha will summon you.”

Hazel nodded calmly and Matilda quickly left, closing the door behind her. Soon, her footsteps faded.

At that moment, the atmosphere in the room changed.

“So you are only worth this much?” One of them said sharply, her arms crossed. “The so-called princess who could be nothing but a slave.”

Another chuckled mockingly. “I bet you not only serve the Alpha, but other men in bed. Including those dirty guards.”

The others laughed in jest.

Hazel stiffened, but quickly relaxed, choosing not to say anything as she approached the empty bed beside the window.

One of the women, who was nearer to her, blocked her path with a frown.

“I am talking to you. How dare an ordinary slave like you ignore me?” She spat, glaring at Hazel with hate.

Hazel glanced at the woman and scoffed, “Are you any better? At least, I serve the Alpha compared to the likes of you who only scrub the floor and walls.”

The room fell into an odd silence instantly, until the woman finally reacted, her entire visage contorting into a mask of rage.

“How dare you!!!”