Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee Book 2

Chapter 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.

Title of the document

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.

snickered, eyeing me to go see him. “You are lucky that the Alpha King said your

from him?” I requested her, refusing to

upset.” Pamela was no longer teasing

her leave the kitchen to tend to him. She returned

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

was using his pow- er to get me to do something, and I didn’t like it. My father was enough already to control me; I didn’t want an alpha king to

trying. I will care about it,” I told Pamela and grabbed the notepad to leave for his table. The instant I watched him sit there, my heart missed a beat. He looked dev- ilishly handsome in all black. His long

What would you like to have?” I approached him with a fake smile on my lips and asked

the menu, pointing

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

trying to avoid get- ting into an argument with

was the seriousness in his voice that was making me feel

how he

come. Why didn’t you?” He then asked again, and

un- der my clenched jaw,

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

to avoid trouble, but I

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 comment