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.

up an excuse for me and take the order from him?” I requested her, refusing to leave the backroom when he was around. There was something about him that made me extremely shy in his

get upset.” Pamela was no longer teasing me. She was

kitchen to

for you,” she gave up, making me realize he wasn’t going to order or leave until I went out and took

icky. It was like he was using his pow- er to get me to do something, and I didn’t like it.

for trying. I will care about it,” I told Pamela and grabbed the notepad to leave for his 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

him with a fake smile on my lips

finger resting on the menu, pointing at a tuna sandwich.

the first words he spoke to

here now,” I smiled awkwardly, trying to avoid get- ting into

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

tell how he would react to my response.

asked again, and this time I felt like I had to speak

clenched jaw, but

someone whose job it is to take or- ders from her customers,” he exclaimed, shaking

continued to avoid trouble, but I offended him when I didn’t

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