Adriel POV:
I hated working in the palace; I didn't like being categorized as a weak omega, and above all, I didn't like that I was not strong enough to stand up for myself against bullies.
I'm the lowest-ranking servant maid and am always in the kitchen, washing and scrubbing to make sure every plate and bowl is clean for the next day.
"Adriel, get over here with your ass", a tone I had grown to hate and fear shouted me out of my thoughts. I approached her, the head of the maids. She is an omega who is in charge I bowed as I got closer to her.
"Yes, chief," I said my voice trembling, and I bowed. She only called me when there was a problem.
Yes, I want you to deliver a package to the prince's room. Fetch it from the guard office" I glared at her, praying that she wouldn't mistake me for another person. I did not belong anywhere else outside the kitchen.
"What are you waiting for?" she screamed. "You spoiled orphan, go and do it and get back in before the chef comes and don't you dare look at the artifacts or decorations on the way!"
I rushed off the ground as I proceeded to the guard room where I picked up the package. I ran into Oma on the way back.
She is a beauty to slay and cut into pieces for, she is everybody's favorite person, and she is now no longer a servant but a special maid to the princess.
"Sorry I didn't know where I was going. Forgive me". If a stare had the power to kill, I would be dead already.
" Orphan, you have forgotten that this isn't the kitchen, and you have no right to be here or anywhere except the kitchen. What are you doing here?"
I never had contact with Oma for a very long time since the feeling of being stuck in a wheelchair has become etched in my memory. I wriggled, trying to walk away from her, but she stepped into my way.
" Hmph not saying anything, clearly you wouldn't wish for a repeat of what happened. I can see why your parents left you. You're too weak to even qualify as a werewolf or less as an existence. "
I nodded to her words since she would never let me go unless I capitulated or cried. I have things to do.
"Please, I have to give her this first before she gets angry." My eyes were streaming with tears as I pleaded.
Oma sneered at me "Always showing how easy it is to make you cry. You are not worthy of living with Adriel, so quit and go back to your parents before I force you
I breathed out as she departed. I massaged my eyes and I stood before the prince's corridor. I never set foot here or anywhere close to his hall. I was afraid and respected him but always remained far away or looked at him when he came to the kitchen.
The prince is just a ruthless as his dad. He had killed more than a thousand people and had the loyalty of so many packs when he was 15. He is the second scariest person in the Black Heart pack.
When I knocked on his door, I was impressed by the little things and memories that were along the way.
Hello? There is a package here for you, my prince". My voice shakes with fright, and yet no answer. I knocked again but no answer came. Gradually, I opened the door and walked in.
I was welcomed by a cluttered room; clothes, shoes, food, and garbage were scattered everywhere.
I never knew that the future king was messy. I immediately dropped the package on his bed and walked towards the door, but a voice halted my motion.
Coming out of his bathroom, the prince was wrapped only in a towel, his divine body fully revealed.
It would be an understatement to say that he was physically attractive; his face was perfectly sculpted that which could have been equal to the god we worshipped or believed in.
I was full of so many thoughts of feelings and emotions.
I couldn't help but imagine how his hands would feel on my lips and how warm they would be on my nipples.
I had never thought about such an immoral thing before. But seeing the prince set me ablaze, and I felt my legs become wet unwillingly. I was not looking at his face so I fixed my eyes on where his towel was.
I was scared, the room felt smaller, and my skin felt tight with excitement.
"Why are you here?" a voice broke in my lustful thoughts.
Pink color spreads across my cheek, seemingly because of the shamefaced moments he knows what I'm thinking. I moved my eyes from his towel to the floor.
"My my my prince" my voice stuttered
" I was instructed to bring a package for you and I I I" words could not form a sane sentence on my lips.
He moved in my direction, never taking his eyes off my failed face. As he stepped closer towards me, he breathed quietly
" I can tell that the sight of me doesn't scare you." He looked down to where his erection was perfectly exposed.
I am going to teach you a lesson that will be forever etched in your mind" his tone demanded.
"So undress and get onto the bed"
The colour drained from my face. No, it can't be what I am thinking. "Sorry, my prince, I think you are addressing the wrong person; I am only here to drop off the package and leave" I bristled with every phrase on my lips.
He laughs. "If I kiss you now, and you fight it, then you want it like I do, pick one, or we go the other route.
Is he teasing me? Oh god, the dampness between my underwear is the complete opposite of what I am feeling here in my heart. I can never give my virginity to anyone but my mate, and that includes the sexiest and hottest male in the Black Heart pack.
No, thank you, but I can't". I head quickly toward the door so that I don't feel as though I am surrendering, but a firm grip brings me back. He keeps me closer to his body, and he kisses me.
I tried to fight back, but he pushed harder until I let him in with his tongue. He stopped the kiss all of a sudden.
Laughing aloud "You dirty slut, you were talking about keeping your virginity to your man."
I don't believe he lied to me. What made him say, "How dare you?"
He continued laughing, Shuu, you don't want others to know that you are with me".
I hated it because of what he was doing to me. He kissed and left me hanging and I crave more. I tallied mentally in my head. I am going to hate myself afterwards, but I have to fulfill this hunger he had stirred, and leaned in close to him.
I kissed him, wildly, my lips crashing into his as if trying to drown the shame, the fury, and the fire of desire he'd ignited. His arms circled my waist, pulling me against him, his warmth seeping into my quivering frame.
But before the kiss could deepen, a knock at the door shattered the moment.
"Prince Alex, the elders have summoned you!"
The voice in the distance was booming and commanding, and it sent shivers down my spine. My heart thudded in my chest as he pulled back suddenly, his green eyes colliding with mine in a gaze I couldn't decipher.
"Go hide," he said, panting, his voice low and demanding.
I stayed there, whether to run or question him, but the stabbing scowl he bestowed upon me left no room for arguing.
"Now, Adriel," he said.
I ran to cover myself with curtains next to the window, afraid. The door creaked open, and I could hardly hold my breath.
"They are waiting," spoke the voice of the guard.
"I'll be there in a moment," he replied icily, curtly.
The door had shut again, and I felt safe, until I could sense his hand brush the curtain away, his face mere inches from mine.
His voice dropped to a threatening whisper. "You kiss me and then just walk away? You owe me, Adriel."
My breath held as his lips twisted into an evil smile.