MAID BY DAY, MATE BY NIGHT

CHAPTER TWO;SHE'S MADE OF GLASS

BRAD'S POV

I stood in the doorway, the large door frame towering over my head, fists clenched, my jaw tightening. Camilla was shrinking and backing from the argument again, as she always does. Watching Linda look down on her without so much as a word in her defense infuriated me.

“Why does she always let everyone walk over you?” I was asking myself.

“Does she even realize how pathetic it looks? How much I despise it?”

Linda continued to make a big scene out of the coffee spilled on her. Her face was now red with fury. I linger for a moment, caught between retreat and intrusion. Then i stepped forward, before she could lay any finger on her. i couldn't let that happen.

"What's with the commotion?" i asked, knowing exactly what was taking place.

I was looking at Camilla closely expecting to hear something from her, but she flinched, eyes low and shoulders trembling. She didn’t answer. She never did. And that silence is unsettling to my heart.

"This useless omega spilled coffee on my expensive gown." Linda's voice was full of frustration. "You would have let me teach him a lesson, Babe."

Babe!!!!! I hate it when she proudly called me that. She always finds a way to get on my bad side.

"Is that how you serve your future Luna?" My Alpha tone made all the other wolves cower and tremble, which was no exception for Camilla standing just inches away from me.

"I'm so...sorr…ry Alpha." her little voice trembling.

Her weakness got on my last nerves and anger took the best of me then a loud sound echoed across the room when my hand made contact with her cheek and Camilla fell down on her buttocks.

The regret washing over my soul the moment I realized what I had just done, I was suffocating. Did I just slap my mate because of my mistress??

The silence was now followed by laughter and whispers from the pack members watching the scene unfolding before them.

Camilla's face was showing visible pain and embarrassment. She looked at me with teary eyes. But not directly into my eyes.

No!!!

She was looking somewhere else. I followed that direction, and saw that she was looking at the place where Linda was clinging onto my arm.

She was angry at the sight. I could tell.

"Does she know that we're mates?" I asked myself. No, it can't be. She has no wolf!!!

Not yet.

"Then we should tell her" my wolf suggested. He did every time, but I ignored him. Camilla was too weak and delicate. That wasn't a good thing for me or the pack.

It was too dangerous for her as well. I had many enemies and if I made her my Luna she would be in danger. I can't risk my mate's life. She was like glass that can be shattered into pieces any time.

For now, Linda was the suitable Luna even though my wolf and I didn't like her.

I walked away from the scene with Linda still clinging onto my arm. Once we were in enough distance away from everyone, the mask slipped. I pushed her hand to the side as though it had been a burden. My warmness was replaced by a cold detachment.

“Did I do something wrong?” Linda asked, confused.

I didn't answer. My thoughts were elsewhere, on Camilla, on the way her eyes had darkened. That flicker of pain was proof enough that something inside her was awake and aware of my existence, she just didn’t know it yet.

I turned to leave, then I heard Linda's footsteps following behind me.

"I wish to be left alone," i said, and she stopped in her tracks. i could tell that she was staring at me but it didn't stop me from walking towards the library entrance.

“Do you remember the promise your father made?”

The words strike me like a hand to the chest. I stopped in my tracks, shoulders stiff, the memory flooding back unbidden. The promise was that I was to take her as my Luna.

My hands clenched at my side, as though holding me together. Without turning back, I resumed walking to the library and closed the door behind me.

The library was hushed yet the thoughts in my head were loud.

Promises carry heavy weight between packs, yet my father declared such a promise on me without my knowledge.

Back then, I would have acted without any haste, but since the day I met Camilla, nothing has ever been the same.

I can't stop thinking about her and I want to make her mine!!!