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CHAPTER 5

I was up, as early as possible and was in my duty post which was Alpha Tristan's sleeping chambers. I didn't want to get punished and was too eager to execute my plan as fast as possible, I didn't even have a specific plan in mind but my determination was through the roof, I wasn't getting rejected a second time and wasn't turning out to be a rogue either.

I exhaled and inhaled before nodding at the guard who opened the door to his bedroom. After he did, I stepped in hoping to see Alpha Tristan sleeping on his bed because it was still 5:30am which was early to me, but what I saw was an empty bed and the sound of water running in the bathroom some distance away.

Wow, he wakes up quite early! I commented in my head and mentally noted it.

I was already aware of my duties so I got to work and began making his bed and cleaning what I could. A few minutes into it, the door to the bathroom creaked open and Alpha Tristan came out with a towel tied low round his waist, his chest was wet and bare and it had me gulping unconsciously. He was very handsome and quite endowed, Denver was trash compared to him.

Tristan's handsome face stared at mine and then he frowned, “Where is Tera?” he asked before removing his gaze from mine and using a hand towel to clean his face.

I quickly looked down, remembering I was still a maid and an Omega. “Tera is sick so I'll be filling in for her temporarily” I said in a subservient voice.

Tristan grunted in response and said, “You are late on your first day, you are supposed to be here by 4:00am to ready my bath, today is your day of grace but don't try that again, understood?” he asked with a stern voice.

“Yes, alpha Tristan” I replied almost immediately with a little bow. The more I interacted with him, the more it looked like the first day I met him was only a dream or figment of my imagination, I didn't know what his father did but it made my mate appear cold and cruel. If I wanted to win his heart then I would have to break the effect his father had on him, he would have to stand up for himself against his father for me, which by the current looks of it, was likely impossible.

I turned to resume cleaning when I heard a little growl, “What the hell are you doing? You want to clean while I get dressed?” he asked with an even deeper frown.

“I… I don't… I, sorry…” I flinched at his growl and stammered, confused on what to say.

“You better get out of here and wait outside till I'm done or I might truly consider punishing you” he yelled at me and I quickly carried my cleaning tools and left to wait outside his chamber, my work was definitely cut out for me.

After standing for about 30 minutes, Alpha Tristan stepped out of his room all dressed in a sky blue long sleeve shirt and black pants, he turned to look at me with a blank face before saying, “Make my sleeping chambers is cleaned spotless, any speck of dust found will attract a punishment” he didn't even let me finish before storming off.

I knew better than to delay any longer so I got straight to work, I began cleaning his chambers thoroughly. I hadn't eaten anything since morning but I was scared of leaving the job halfway and incurring Alpha Tristan's wrath. I didn't know how long I worked but a few hours later, the door opened and Tristan walked in with disheveled hair and dirty clothes, he reeked of sweat and sand dirt but somehow he still managed to look handsome. He must have been training the warriors.

I was about to bow and leave to give him space to freshen up when he started taking off his clothes. As he pulled his sleeve shirt up, they was a gash on his lower back, blood was trickling down and had already stained his pants and shirt. I shrieked in horror and rushed back to him, “Alpha Tristan, you are bleeding” I said frantically, my wolf was whining within me seeing our mate so wounded.

“I know, I can see that” he answered in a curt tone.

“I'll call the pack doctor here right away” I said and bowed before turning to rush out of the room.

“Don't, no need,” Tristan grunted and said, stopping me in my tracks. He carefully pulled off his shirt and sat on the stool, I couldn't tell if the wound didn't hurt or he was just too good at hiding it.

“B..but you… ” I stammered confused, I could not understand why he didn't want me to call the pack doctor when he was clearly deeply hurt.

“Get the first aid kit” he ordered and I could only nod and rush to get it from the cupboard I saw it in earlier.

“Open it and take out the small bottle of alcohol, pour it over the wound. Then take a needle and thread and sew me up” he instructed next once I had the box in my possession.

My hands shook as I tried to open the box, I have never treated such a deep wound before and the sight of it on my mate, made me even more anxious. I was sweating profusely and was still struggling with the box when Tristan growled and pulled me closer with his hands in a way that brought my face inches away from his, our eyes locked in an intense gaze.

“Get a grip of yourself, Kira” the way my name rolled off his tongue made butterflies flutter in my belly, his ashy gray eyes so hypnotic that I couldn't look away.

“I'm the one with the wound not you, I want you to calm down, take a deep breath and pick up that needle to stitch me up quietly, okay?”

I nodded dumbly, trying to calm down through inhaling and exhaling.

I can do this, you can do this Kira… I kept chanting in my head. I still couldn't get why alpha Tristan was being so secretive about his wound, except something fishy was going on that he didn't want anybody to know.

As if to further prove my point, he stopped me again and said, “Not a word of this to anyone or else…” Then his eyes finished the words with deadly glare.

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