Chapter 38

Reena (Clarissa) Pov:

I bit the inner cheek of my mouth to stop my blush. I was deeply embarrassed. I couldn't believe I'd been caught red-handed while staring at the Alpha as he masturbated. "Satisfied watching me cum?" Those were his exact words to tease me.

My cheeks flared, and I looked downward instantly. I felt his subtle movement as he cleaned himself with a tissue. I slowly peeked at him and saw him put his long cock back into his pants. I quickly looked away, not wanting to get caught again.

"How long are you going to stand there?" he asked, his gray eyes becoming deeper and more intense. Looking into his eyes seemed like an uneasy task. He looked intoxicated or something.

I opened the door and walked in slowly with my head down. He stood up from the bed and walked towards me with deliberate steps while my chest thundered loudly. He stood straight in front of me, his breath all over my face. His aftershave was mixed with another smell I couldn't fathom, and it was making my head heavy.

I needed to toughen up; I couldn't let him intimidate me. This man was the Feral Alpha, a big bad wolf. I needed to stand my ground.

"Why are you here?" His aura changed, and his expression darkened, making my skin crawl with goosebumps. Is this man a psycho? Why did his mood and expression change like the weather?

I felt so much tension that I stuttered. "I'm...I'm...here to ask if you need anything."

He moved closer, his eyes narrowing. "Or are you here to find out if I'm dead or not?"

My eyes slightly widened. What did he mean? Did he find out that the wine was poisoned?

"What do you mean?" I asked, trying to sound calm. "I'm just here to check if you need anything. Since you don't need anything, I'll be going."

I wanted to quickly get away from there.

"This will be your last warning," he growled, his voice low and menacing. "Knock before you enter my room next time. Now get the hell out of here."

Seems his psycho nature was back. I nodded hastily and left his room, wondering if he'd discovered the poisoned wine.

As I walked away, I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. Silverton had said the wine was poisoned, but the Feral Alpha was still alive. And not only that, he'd spilled the wine into my mouth, and nothing had happened.

Did Silverton lie to me? Something was fishy around here, and I needed to find out. It seemed these two powerful men were playing games with me.

I slept through the night, but not without a nightmare. In the dream, the Alpha was accusing me of poisoning him, and he was choking me.

I woke up early, immune to my duties. I completed my morning routine, changed into my maid uniform, and packed my hair into a bun. I wasn't one for praying, but I made an exception for my father. I prayed to the moon goddess to grant him strength to endure everything, as I needed him to be strong for me.

I took a deep breath and headed to the kitchen. The aroma of fresh pancakes filled my nostrils, and I inhaled deeply. This kitchen always felt like home. There stood the kind chef, Mrs. Maggie. She looked up at me with a warm smile.

"Good morning, Clarissa. I hope you had a good night's rest?" she asked.

Her kindness always felt odd to me, maybe because I was used to being maltreated. I let out a stiff smile and replied, "Yes, thank you, Mrs. Maggie. I'm here to make the Alpha's coffee."

She nodded and stepped aside, allowing me to prepare the coffee. I had gotten better at making it through her supervision. I took the coffee with me and left the kitchen.

"Come back to get yours and the Alpha's breakfast when you're done," Mrs. Maggie whispered, and I nodded before leaving.

I took the servants' elevator to the Alpha's room, where the Beta stood at the entrance. He always reminded me of my dad.

"Good morning," I greeted with a nod.

"Hello," he replied with a curt nod, his gaze falling on the mug in my hands. "You can go; I'll take it to him."

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. The Beta turned out to be a lifesaver. The moon goddess knew I didn't want to face the Feral Alpha after his stunt last night.

"Thanks," I said quickly, handing him the coffee. I noticed his lips curve up slightly as he entered the room.

There was something about this Beta; he gave off a brotherly vibe. I knocked on my head, what was I thinking? He must be acting on purpose. It may be the Feral Alpha's trick to get to me.

Thankfully, the Alpha didn't ask for me until the afternoon, when I was called to pack his belongings for his trip to Russia. My happiness couldn't be contained as I grinned from ear to ear since the Feral Alpha is going to be away.

There will be no one to serve, no instruction to listen to and I will have peace of mind but no that was never going to happen.

As I guess the Feral Alpha was hell-bent on frustrating me. I noticed his cunning smirk when he told me to pack my things as well, since I'm his personal maid and I have to attend to him there. That was uncalled for; now I'm stuck with the big bad wolf.

Rumor had it that the Russian Alpha was a pervert who easily got carried away with women. Aside from his mate, he had tons of concubines warming his bed. I felt pity for his mate who had to endure everything. The moon goddess surely favor men to women.

I hope the moon goddess is with me; this journey is going to be tough.