The Alpha’s Slave

CATHERINE’S POV

Sebastian can never stoop to the level of sleeping with his castle maid. The thought of it made me shudder with disgust and anger. Wasn’t that among their Alpha King rule? I didn’t know most of their Alpha King rules but I was sure it was among them.

If it turns out to be that he is sleeping with that lowlife maid, I’ll kill him this time, then kill myself too. Because if we can’t have each other, then no one else can. The thought of him sleeping with Brianna and spending time with her was wrecking me apart, not to talk of him sleeping with another person.

“I’ll kill him! I’ll kill her!! I’ll kill them all,” feeling furious and upset, I snatched the flower vase from the nightstand and hurled it at the door. It shattered to pieces and the loud crash echoed through the room. I was almost out of breath, pacing like a trapped beast craving freedom. Sebastian shouldn’t treat me like this. I deserved peace. I deserved love and happiness. And not all these feelings of insecurity and rage.

Amid my frustration and fury, the beep from the car outside drew my attention. I turned and walked to the window to see Sebastian and his guards entering one of his cars. He had changed to a navy blue tailored suit that quickly.

He got into his car and glanced up at my window. Our eyes met. I scowled as if to kill him. And I’d do it if I had to. He can’t be stressing me out like this, caring for other women but me. He shook his head in disappointment at me, got in, closed the door, and they drove away as the castle gate opened.

He was foolish and silly, going out at this time of the night to find an ordinary person, someone who didn’t matter to him at all. He was an Alpha king and yet didn’t behave like one. If only women were allowed to rule, I would have done a better job.

If Amelia spills the truth about everything that happened this afternoon and Sebastian confronts me again, then that will be the end for her and her family. I’ll put a call through to hitmen as fast as possible to finish them off. I sensed the fear that crept into her when I told her what would happen if she told him. So if she was wise like I expect her to, then she’ll keep that tiny, sharp hole of hers shut. Which I know she would.

I folded my arms, wearing a smug confident smile. I felt in charge, always staying ahead with every move they made. Luck was always on my side. Now that Sebastian and his guards were gone at the moment, this was my chance to kill that slave bitch. After I’m done getting her out of the way, I can then focus on killing that low-life maid, Amelia if it turns out to be true that she’s sleeping with Sebastian.

Proudly, I walked to my vanity table. Pushing the top drawer open, I took out my purse where the gun was. I was about to take it out when a light knock on the door stopped me.

“Who’s disturbing me?!” I snapped, annoyed, as I turned toward the door.

“It’s me Luna Catherine,” a tiny voice squeaked. “One of your maids.”

Quickly but gently, I left the gun, closed my purse and put it back into the drawer. No one in the castle can know I had a gun. If they did, no doubt, Sebastian would find out about it and he would know I was planning on doing something dangerous. And that will only make things worse. I can’t let that happen.

“Come in,” I said, and the door creaked as the maid pushed it halfway, her face peeking in. “What do you want?” I asked immediately, sneering at her.

She kept her head down, her fingers twined together anxiously. After a gulp, she finally spoke.

“I heard something break… so I decided to come check up on you to see if you’re okay and not…not hurting yourself again.”

I let out a frustrated sigh and rolled my eyes at her. Everyone in the castle believes I’m crazy, all because of Sebastian. It’s his fault I’m like this!

“As you can see, I’m not hurting myself. I’m doing perfectly fine. So you can get out. Come back tomorrow and clean up the mess. I’m busy right now.”

I turned to the drawer, my gaze focused on it and my fingers grasping the knob as I waited for the maid to go out so I could open it and take out the gun. After some seconds of waiting, she was still standing there to my surprise.

“Are you suddenly unable to move?” I snapped impatiently. “I told you to leave. Come back tomorrow to clean up. Don’t make me say it again!”

She flinched at my harsh words, her lips trembling. She seemed like she wanted to speak but found it difficult. I was frustrated with the maids I had in this castle. I wished they were more like Rose’s-efficient and intuitive, needing no instructions for them to do their job.

“I…I just wanted to tell you that your dinner is ready in the dining room. But since you’re busy, should I bring it up here for you?”Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Get out,” I said, not letting her finish. “I’m not hungry for food.” The only thing I was hungry for at that moment was killing that slave bitch. That was my top priority at the moment.

“Ok, Luna Catherine,” she bowed before leaving.

After she left, I sighed in relief. I opened my purse, took out the gun, and mused over it for a moment. Then, I changed into baggy nightwear, hiding the gun under the waistband of my pants so no one would know I was carrying it.

I headed out, straight to the cell room with a big smile on my face. Tonight, I kill that bitch and save my marriage. Tonight, I’ll become happy again.