Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

138-Smile For Me, My Alpha King

Maura’s POV:

It’s been a few days since Alpha King Zane saved me from my father’s wrath, but I knew the money he gave my father wouldn’t be able to keep me safe for much longer. My father had already wasted half of it on his drinking problems and was going to lose the rest gambling.

He didn’t have to buy food or anything for the cows. He would make me sing for them, and that would be enough to keep the cows healthy for a few days.

I don’t know how I got these powers, but that had been the only reason I was living. I have been a late bloomer, so while I waited for my wolf to wake up, my powers saved me from many troubles.

“Maura! There is a customer waiting for you,” Pamela said when walking into the backroom, where I was helping her cook.

We didn’t have many helpers because my father would rather save the money for himself than pay for any help.

I never got paid for my hard work, and Pamela would re- ceive a very little amount.

“Who is it?” I asked, wondering why the customer didn’t just place the order with Pamela.

“The alpha King Zane!” she snickered, eyeing me to go see him. “You are lucky that the Alpha King said your name and specifically called for you.” She added, and my body shud-dered.

order from him?” I requested her, refusing to leave the backroom when he was around. There was something about

get upset.” Pamela was

leave the kitchen to tend to him. She returned just

asking for you,” she gave up, making me realize he wasn’t going to order or leave

me to do something, and I didn’t like it. My father was enough already to control me; I didn’t want an

table. The instant | watched him sit there, my heart missed a beat. He looked dev- ilishly handsome in all black. His long arms were resting against the backrest, and his eyes were staring at me

ap- proached him with a fake smile on my

on the

didn’t you come when I asked you to?” Those were the first

now,” I smiled awkwardly, trying to avoid

didn’t you come before?” he insisted on know- ing. It was the seriousness in his voice that

how he would react to my response.

you to come. Why didn’t you?” He then asked again, and this time I felt like

don’t take orders from others,” I muttered un- der my clenched jaw, but I

job it is to take or- ders from her customers,”

your order be?” I continued to avoid trouble, but I offended him when I didn’t listen

I will not sit and eat where I am not welcomed.” He got up from his seat and walked past me angrily. I didn’t want to be rude to him, but I was too shy to come up to him. However, I did mess up when I made a