DARLENE
I fixed the white apron around my waist and looked at myself in the mirror. I still couldn’t believe it. From a daughter of a respected Alpha to now a maid in someone else’s house. It was painful. But I had no choice. This was my punishment. And I accepted it.
Cindy walked beside me, adjusting the basket of clean linens in her arms. “Are you okay, Darlene?” she asked softly.
I nodded, forcing a weak smile. “Yeah… Just tired, I guess.”
We started walking toward the mansion. The day was quiet, the sun high above us. I thought maybe today would be peaceful—until I heard the screech of tires.
A black car suddenly stopped in front of the mansion. I froze when I saw the door open. It was my father—Alpha Victor.
He stepped out, his face was angry, his hands shaking. But what brok
