BLYNA
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"You arrogant little, spoilt brat!" Collins gritted his teeth at me from the other end of the room where he sat. I immediately pushed my head downwards to the ground. He picked up the used napkin at his corner and threw it at my face. I flinched at the impact but remained quiet.
I had thought that the incident that happened in Griffith's room days ago was worse but I was only mistaken. Today, I am met with another case scenario that was even more harsher than the first one. When I was informed by the head maid that Collins, the second prince had sent for me, I knew that it could only mean trouble.
He has always hated me. He hated my guts right from the very first time we met when he found out that I was his brother's woman. He had always made snide remarks and spiteful comments about me and he doesn't fail to express how much I disgust him. Me being in this pack right now in this helpless state would only give him leverage to continue his demeaning tactics towards me.
"What did I say about talking back to me or do you think you still have a status in this pack as the beta's daughter?" He mocked in a nonchalant manner. "You of all people should know that this place isn't your home. You bargained with us to let you stay here or have you forgotten? Have you forgotten the ultimatum that was decided on your stay here?"
"I haven't." I muttered to myself.
"Look at me when I'm talking to you slave." He imposed harshly and I was left with no other choice but to slowly raise up my head to stare at his dark, scary and angry orbs. "That's it. Look at me the exact same way your father looked at my sister when he forced himself on her."
I wanted to lash out at him. I wanted to stand up to his face and tell him that my father was innocent and his father was the bastard who executed him without a fair trail. I wanted to tell him that he and his family were liars but I didn't. It wasn't worth the effort. No one said that this was going to be easy and I won't give either of them the liberty to break me.
These past few days, I have received so many troubles and torture from both brothers to the point that I didn't even know how I would survive living with them. Griffith had made it his life mission to tease me and flirt with me whenever he had the opportunity to while Collins on the other hand has taken it upon himself to yell and degrade me at the slightest.
They were both constant pain in my asses and each moment spent with them was slowly driving me insane. The one person who had kept his distance away from me was Barrett. Except from the first day we met when I arrived at the pack, I have not set my eyes on him. It seemed like he disappeared into thin air after our first meeting. There was no sign of him anywhere and unlike his brothers, he has not sent for me. In as much as I want to feel happy about it, I still don't know if it's a good or bad thing.
It bothered me because I don't know what to expect should in case he decides to show himself one day. Would he be worse than these two? The single thought of it had me in ruins.
"What exactly did I ask you to do?" Collins deep voice brought jolted my chain of thoughts.
I swallowed, making sure to clear the anger that had accumulated on my chest before answering. "You asked me to follow your every order and to not say anything without your permission. You asked me to be a puppet because you are my master."
I hated doing either of those things I had said but I could only agree with him because doing them would be taking another step towards my mission. I needed to comply with them if I am to survive and fulfill what I had come here to do.
He walked up to me and patted my cheeks. I shut my eyes when the ring on his fingers stung but he didn't stop. "Now that's a good girl. I want you to change these sheets and until I give my approval, you will keep on doing it and should in case you try to talk back at me for the second time, bear it in mind that you'd be sleeping on the cold, hard surface in the lethal dungeon. Get to it."
Without uttering a single response, I grabbed a new bedsheet to replace the other one that I had spread minutes ago just like I have been doing for the past two hours. He took to his seat and watched me quietly, his eyes glaring at my every move.
I finished with the bed and after the eleventh spread, he finally approved of it. He asked me to discard the other clean sheets because I would hand wash them later when I was done with his chores.
"Is there anything else that you would like me to do for you master?" I asked and he adjusted himself on the chair.
"What do you think about my room?" He asked and I looked around, not knowing the right answer to give. If I should say the incorrect thing, he would lash out at me and if I should say the right thing then he would punish me so I chose to remain quiet.
"I asked you a question." Came his irritated voice that resonated hate throughout my entire being.
"You also asked me to not talk back at anything you say and that's why I'm quiet."
He scoffed with a cynical smile on his face. "I'm still trying to figure out what Griffith saw in you. Maybe he thought that the feel of trash on his skin would be better. He had always had a weird taste when it came to women."
Rolling his eyes at me, he lets out an exasperated sigh. "Anyways, I asked that question because my room is untidy and unkept. I want you to clean every nook and cranny of this place until it's spotless without a single stain."
"Yes, master." I turned to pick up the cleaning materials that I had brought along with me but gestured at me to drop them and I immediately did.
"What are you trying to do?"
I looked around, obviously confused. He had asked me to clean has he not? I pushed a strand of hair that had fallen to my face behind my ears when I couldn't figure out what his question meant.
"You asked me to clean and I'm trying to—"
"Do an easy job?" He raised a brow at me. His facial features expressionless. I always thought that Griffin was the monster but Collins was in fact the devil's spawn.
"Here." He waved a toothbrush at me and dropped it to the ground. "You're to clean this room with nothing but this toothbrush and water. I will be back to inspect your progress so you better do a good job." He pointed at me before striding out of his bedroom elegantly.
I screamed into my palm as soon as he left the room. I felt like strangling him. I felt like poisoning him but if I did that then everyone would be suspicious of me. It was time for pay back. I can't blow my cover. I won't.
Without much thought, I went down on my knees to scrub the floor diligently like he had requested. True to his words, he made sure to come back to inspect my progress.
"You missed a spot." He pointed to his footprint that had imprinted on the ground when he walked in earlier.
"But that was—" Before I could finish that statement, he knocked down the bucket of water, spilling the contents everywhere. I gasped at the horrendous sight in fro front of me.
"That's for talking back Blyna." He retorted. "You seem to be forgetting your place and I'm more than happy to remind you about it. Now, you'll have to start all over again." He lips stretched into a mischievous smile when he noted the frown on my face.
"Oh and don't forget the sheets when you're done."
He left and I felt the tears gather in my eyes and settled there but I blinked them away. I've cried enough. I won't cry anymore. Instead, I proceeded to scrub the floors. When I was done, I took the sheets outside to wash them. I finished and was handed a basket of torn clothes for mending. My hands were pretty much worn out at this point.
"You brought this upon yourself." One of the maids sneered at me. "You should've chosen death rather than coming here." She had said but I shrugged at her words.
I knew what I signed up for when I decided to come back here. I knew that I would face endless torments, glares, whispers and angry looks from the people of this pack especially the older ones. They would throw me hateful comments and make snide remarks about me but I still didn't cave. I wouldn't.
On most cases, I have seen them stare at me with disgust. They all thought of me as unworthy for being in their pack but I have tried my best to ignore.
I am halfway the clothes in front of when I am approached by the head maid.
"The alpha king requests your presence in his study. Go to him now!" She ordered In her usual authoritative voice. If I didn't know any better, I'd say that she had a crush on him and was threatened by my return.
Pushing the basket aside, I made for his room. On getting there, I came face to face with the demon. The one who was the cause of all my problems. The one who was part of making my life miserable in the first place—Audrey.
I had heard the maids whispering about her being away for a few weeks. I can't believe she was back here. Back to the same place where she ruined my family and made my life useless. I still wonder how she sleeps comfortably at night after all she had done.
"So the rumours were true?" She stalked towards me. Her voice a mixture of anger and rage. "You really have returned." She said, glaring at me like the vermin she had always been.