Hated by her Alpha mate

A new beginning

Rachel was too excited to sleep that night. She woke up quite early because she knew that she would hardly get any time to groom herself once everybody else woke up. She cut her nails and painted them, plucked her eyebrows, scrubbed her face, waxed her hands and legs, and shampooed her hair.

After breakfast, she was cleaning the dishes when Elliot bumped into her.

"Watch your way, pig!"

"Whatever."

"Woah! Are you planning to take this attitude to Alpha's house? You won't last long."

"None of your business."

"Don't try to act superior just because you have an alpha for a mate. Be grateful that we are allowing you to leave the house. Remember your place, filth! "

"Isn't that your mouth?" added Rachel, walking away.

"You b***h! Come back here."

Rachel had no time to waste on Elliot. She had to finish her packing. She immediately hurried to her bedroom. That's when she heard a car driving in.

Oh s**t! I need to hurry.

She quickly packed her remaining items and went downstairs. To her surprise, it was Peter Cage, the beta himself, who had come to pick her up. The driver immediately loaded her suitcase into the trunk.

She knew that there would be no teary bye-byes or send-offs. She silently got into the car with Mr. Page and drove off.

The drive was an hour-long one.

I am finally escaping from the Carters! I still can't believe it, especially the way that night turned out. I always hoped to meet my mate, fall in love and start a new life again, leaving behind all the terrible memories and sufferings. How silly of me that two years after I turned 18 and not finding my mate I started losing hope. Everything's going to change now. I will finally belong somewhere, to someone.

This thought itself made her blush. She could think of nothing but those hypnotic pair of green eyes.

They reached the gate of a huge mansion. It was ten times the size of Carter's home. They drove along a long pathway and stopped in front of the entrance. Mr. Page got out of the car and opened the door for Rachel.

"Thank you, Sir."

"Welcome." His tone was polite but condescending.

"Welcome, Miss Carter. Hope you had a good drive. I am Mrs. Heather and the caretaker of the Ramirez house." her voice was very delicate for her tall and stout build.

"Yes, it was. Thank you, Mrs. Heather."

"Sir Albus, Sir Alfred, and Lady Avery are away at work. I will take you to Sir Alfred's room. You can settle down and relax for the rest of the day. Your lunch will be brought to your room."

Alfred's room? Rachel's heart skipped a beat.

"Thanks a lot, Mrs. Heather."

After guiding her to the room Mrs. Heather left and Rachel closed the door. She felt overwhelmed. She had rarely experienced such courtesy and consideration in her life. It felt like a dream to her. She took a good look at the room and started exploring it.

Man, this is incredible! I imagined them to be loaded, but this is beyond my imagination!

She opened the bathroom, and it had a tub that was the size of a mini pool. Woah!

(Grace) I can't wait to see my mate.

The green eyes again flashed in her mind and her heart started racing. His scent was all across the room. It was turning her on. Unconsciously, her hands went down, and she could feel it, she was already wet.

I can't wait to see him either.

That afternoon, she ate the most delicious lunch in years! After the sumptuous meal, the tiredness came over her and her eyes felt heavy. She lied down on the bed and quickly fell asleep.

It was half-past seven in the evening when Alfred's car drove in. He was back from work and was already exhausted. He went up the stairs and turned towards his room and froze.

This scent... roses and spring. Impossible!

He slowly walked towards the door. He recollected the night at John Carter's party, the same scent, the thin woman staring at him, his mate.

This can't be happening!

He pushed open the door. It was the same woman lying on his bed. He marched to the side of the bed where she was lying and pulled her up by her arm. Rachel suddenly felt someone's grip on her arm. She woke up and her eyes met those same pair of green eyes but burning in rage this time.

"Get up!" he shouted. Rachel's body reacted unconsciously and she stood up. His aura was as if he was surrounded by a ball of fire, ready to burn anything that came within its radius.

"What's wrong?" He was still holding her arm and dragging her towards the door with him.

"Please stop! You are hurting me!" What the hell is happening? She was utterly confused and frightened.

As soon as he reached the door, he pushed her out of the room. He saw her suitcase beside the side table. He picked it up, and threw it out of the room. Rachel was too stunned to utter a word.

"MRS. HEATHER!" he shouted. "MRS. HEATHER!"

She came running up the stairs. "Yes, Mr. Alfred! What is the matter?"

"Who allowed her to enter my room without my permission?"

"Actually Alpha Albus asked me to..."

"It is MY room so you ask me first!"

"Yes, Mr. Alfred. I apologize."

"Take her away. Show her to a guest room."

"Yes. Mr. Alfred. Please follow me, Miss Carter."

Rachel stood there like a statue. She couldn't grasp what just happened. She was trying her best to interpret his actions, but she couldn't. Mrs. Heather nudged her and took her suitcase. Rachel followed her without uttering a word, still in shock.

(Grace) What just happened?

(Grace) Rachel, did he kick us out of his room?

(Grace) Rachel! Did he? Rachel!

SHUT UP!

Rachel didn't know the answer.