Alpha Albert's Second Chance Mate

The Special Treatment

Jennifer's POV

Lost in my thoughts, an abrupt knock on the door jolted me back to reality. Startled, I took a moment to regain my composure. Then the doorknob wound open, and I found myself greeted with a scene of bustling activities.

The door swung open, revealing a procession of maids gracefully stepping into the room. Their arms, bearing the weight of rolling hangers, were adorned with a myriad of luxurious garments, and they delicately balanced trays adorned with an assortment of delectable dishes. A harmonized orchestration of movement and purpose abruptly replaced the calmness in the room.

With precise coordination, the maids positioned the racks of clothing and trolleys of food along one side of the spacious chamber. Each item seemed meticulously chosen, evidence of their dedication to ensuring my comfort.

I watched speechlessly as they finished their meticulous work; they stood in unison, their eyes fixed respectfully upon me. Under their gentle gaze, I felt nervous. Just yesterday,

Among the maids, a beautiful brunette stood out. She was adorned in a different uniform, one that accentuated her elegance and poise. With a radiant smile that instantly brightened the room, she stepped forward. Her demeanor was both warm and inviting.

"Good day, Miss Jennifer," she greeted with a hint of reverence in her voice. "My name is Isabella, your assistant." She said, then gestured to the ladies behind her. "These are your assigned maids; they'd serve you and help out with all of your needs." As she spoke, the ladies bowed in symphony.

"Personal maids?" I couldn't help but blurt out. How can a person be assigned over a dozen servants?

Isabella smiled at me, and I immediately felt embarrassed. "Yes, Ms. The Alpha has assigned us to help you."

At the mention of the Alpha, I felt my cheeks instantly heat up. Who could have thought?

Just a few days ago, I was the daughter of a beta, always bullied and considered a nerd. And today... I'm mated to the Alpha with my own host of servants! If only the kids at Greymane Pack, especially that arrogant Greg, could see this just now.

I acknowledged Isabella's introduction with a nod; she had an air of comfort around her that could instantly put one at ease. She seemed poised and calm as well, and I could instantly tell she had been working here for a long.

As I looked upon the array of clothing and the sumptuous offerings before me, I couldn't help but wonder what lay ahead on this day that had begun with such an unexpected and elegant entrance.

But, just when I thought I had seen it all, the door swung open, and a middle-aged man stepped into the room. He had an air of confidence around him, his posture and demeanor exuding a sense of professionalism and authority. The maids, like a well-practiced ensemble, promptly created a path for him to walk through, respect evident in their actions.

As he entered the room, the man inclined his head in a respectful bow, directing his attention towards me, and I suddenly felt nervous all over. Why was everyone bowing to me? I'm just the Alpha's mate; I'm not even his Luna yet. I have never been used to such treatment, and I wondered if I'd ever get used to it.

The man's voice, when he spoke, carried a calm and reassuring tone.

"Hello, Ms. Jennifer," he greeted me. "I am Doctor Albert, the Pack's head doctor. I've come to collect your blood sample."

His words hung in the air, an unexpected request that left me momentarily taken aback. The elegant surroundings, the courteous maids, and now the appearance of the head doctor had me wondering if all of these were necessary. Yet, Doctor Albert's demeanor, while professional, had no trace of intimidation, putting me at ease despite the unusual request.

"Hello, Doctor Albert," I responded with a courteous nod, surprised at the formalities not escaping me. I grew up unaccustomed to having my elders bow before me in such a manner.

"Please go ahead," I added, offering him my arm for the procedure.

Doctor Albert skillfully drew my blood, and when he finished, he bowed once more before silently exiting the room. Watching him leave, I heaved a sigh.

Goodness! All this felt new to me.

Isabella gracefully stepped forward after his departure.

"Ms. Jennifer, let's get you ready before the morning assembly," she suggested; I responded with a curt nod.

I rose from the bed. My body still hurt so much, but I tried not to show my weakness in front of these people. It was already hard enough that they were all here to serve me alone. I didn't want to add to their burden by making them carry me.

"We've prepared a hot bath with soothing lemon water and rose puree to help you relax," Isabella explained; her words held a promise of comfort. "And afterward, the masseuse will provide you with a full body massage to help address your fractured bones."

The mention of fractured bones startled me. I hadn't shared that information with anyone, or so I thought.

"Broken bones?" I questioned, a note of surprise evident in my voice.

Isabella nodded calmly. "The Alpha informed us that you have a few fractured bones, which is why you must rest after your breakfast."

I considered her words, still processing the unexpected revelation. Great! He knew I was lying when I told him I was alright. He had sensed it.

With a hint of uncertainty, I asked, "Aren't I supposed to join the morning assembly then?"

Isabella's response was clear and definite as she led me to the bathroom, where a pleasant smell immediately welcomed me. "No, Ms. Jennifer, you won't attend today's morning assembly."

I sighed. He had asked me to rest earlier. But I've been sleeping for two days straight; that's considered more than enough rest where I'm from.

I waited for Isabella to leave while testing the water, but she didn't move an inch. A thought crossed my mind, and I instantly shuddered at the thought that she would bathe me.