My Alpha mates Love

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Victoria.

"You can start with cleaning," she said, her voice commanding yet devoid of warmth. She handed me a teal-colored dress with a crisp white collar, along with a pair of black rubber shoes. The uniform was simple but neat, reflecting the meticulousness expected in this prestigious household.

"Your days off are on weekends, when the cleaning team arrives," she added, her tone leaving no room for negotiation or questions.

"Noted, ma'am," I replied, my voice steady but my heart pounding with anticipation.

"Clean up now, there is no time to waste," she ordered, already turning to leave the room. I wanted to express my gratitude, but she was gone before the words could escape my lips. Well, at least I had made a decent impression so far.

I made my way to the bathroom, grabbing a bucket, mop, and an assortment of cleaning detergents. As I entered each room, I marveled at the pristine condition. The house was immaculate, to the point where one could eat off the floor. The presence of heavily armored betas guarding the premises sent a shiver down my spine, a reminder of the power and authority that permeated every inch of this place.

Pinching myself repeatedly, I tried to ground my swirling thoughts. I couldn't believe I was in the Alpha's house. I had intentionally avoided glimpsing his face, avoiding any form of research or curiosity. But deep down, I couldn't deny the curiosity and apprehension that gnawed at me. What would he do if he discovered that his son and I were mates? I could only hope that Theo wouldn't reject me.

Lost in my thoughts, I focused on cleaning and dusting the opulent piano room. The task was daunting, considering the sheer size of the mansion. There was no way I could finish cleaning the entire house in a single day.

Suddenly, a chill swept through the air, and the nameless housekeeper summoned us to gather at the entrance. Confusion tinged the expressions of my fellow workers as we lined up, anticipation brewing in the air. Four sleek Range Rover Sports came to a graceful halt, and a gentleman dressed in a sleek all-black suit emerged from the second-to-last vehicle.

My heart skipped a beat as I took a deep breath. This was the moment I had been waiting for. Theo, the Alpha's son, stepped out of the car with an air of confidence and power. My wolf howled with joy, recognizing him as our mate. I couldn't tear my eyes away from him; he was simply breathtaking.

With every step he took, my heart raced faster, and the world seemed to fade into the background. He approached us, and we all made a gentle bow, paying our respects to his presence. My gaze remained locked on him, captivated by his striking features, his commanding aura, and the depths of his mesmerizing eyes.

Theo, a handsome young man of extraordinary wealth, possessed a magnetic charm that effortlessly drew attention. Standing tall and confident, he exuded an air of undeniable authority, his posture reflecting the grace and poise of someone accustomed to being in control. His striking features, sculpted by the hands of a divine artist, showcased a perfect balance between rugged masculinity and refined elegance.

Theo's face was blessed with chiseled, symmetrical features that made heads turn wherever he went. High cheekbones accentuated his structured jawline, giving him a rugged allure that hinted at hidden depths. His piercing, mesmerizing eyes were the shade of molten gold, sparkling with intelligence and a touch of mischief. They held a captivating warmth that revealed his genuine kindness and compassion.

His thick, tousled hair, the color of rich mahogany, framed his face in a casually sophisticated manner. It seemed to possess a will of its own, falling into effortless waves that added to his magnetic charm. With each movement, strands of hair brushed against his forehead, adding an alluring touch of boyish charm to his otherwise composed demeanor.

His physique was sculpted with dedication and discipline, a testament to his commitment to physical fitness. Broad shoulders tapered down to a trim waist, displaying a physique that exuded both strength and grace. Every movement he made showcased a natural athleticism, a reminder of a life filled with privilege and opportunities to indulge in various physical pursuits.

His attire spoke volumes about his refined taste and impeccable sense of style. Dressed in an impeccably tailored black suit, every line and curve of his body seemed to be perfectly accentuated. The fabric draped effortlessly over his frame, exuding an aura of luxury and sophistication.

Theo's presence commanded attention, effortlessly drawing gazes and leaving an indelible impression. He was the epitome of wealth and power, wrapped in a package of devastatingly attractive features that could capture the hearts of anyone fortunate enough to cross his path.

Theo this, Theo that… that's my mate, better get used to it!

“Victoria!” Mrs whatever her name is scolded at me, I was the only one standing and ogling at the Alpha’s son while the rest of the staff muffled laughter.

“I’m sorry, I got carried away.”

“Just get to work, and next time remember to not look at the prince like that, you are lucky his father was not there to see you ogling like that, he would have mauled you to death.” She lectured.

“My apologies, that will not happen again.”I stated.

“I hope so, I’ll give you some advice Victoria, know what brought you here. This is not an episode of the bachelor.”She spat.

“Noted.”I replied with a smile. She is right, it's not an episode of the bachelor, because I am the mate, someday I will be walking in this house in a pink see through kimono ordering people around.

As she turned to leave,” You didn't tell me your name.” Her eyes squinted at me, I had a feeling she would either ignore me, spit fire or say something so mean, either way I am used to hearing the meanest things. After all, I am the pack’s shame.

“Fiona.”She stated and left.

I have a feeling she and I will get along just fine.