The Broken WereQUEEN

Chapter 5 New Job

Walking over to the Davidson's house I caught the nagging feeling of wanting kits. It kept coming in waves. The one part about having matured meant that my cat was ready to have her first litter. My cat's instincts could not be reasoned with. When they chose the time to go in heat I could not stop it. I did however hope it would wait till winter. That way I could have enough time to build a small cottage and accumulate a few furs.

After a decent walk, I reached the house and found the back door with no fancy frame or adornments like the others. It was very likely the servant's entrance. I knocked and it was answered not long after. The man standing before me was tall and slightly handsome with his brown wavy hair and blue/grey eyes.

"The new maid I presume"

"That's correct, Chad sent me"

"Household rules, myself and the members of the family are to be called Sir, Lord, Lady, Ma'am or Miss and the head of the family is to be addressed as Master Davidson. You will not speak unless spoken to, if you must speak it will be with a yes, sir or thank you, sir. You will never make eye contact, you will complete your tasks properly and without disrupting the family. You will always wear your hair in a single braid down your back, you will not wear bright colours and will always have an apron around your waist, you will not wear makeup, and you will not show skin below your neck unless it is your hands. More rules will be explained as we proceed. Understood?"

I shook my head in agreement even if it was spinning. He hadn't even asked my name yet or given his. Maybe I didn't get one I mused.

"Follow me"

We walked through the house and he pointed out specific instructions to every room and items to note. I was given the infamous apron all the staff seemed to wear as well as a covering to put over my head and let it rest on my shoulders to cover them. This situation was going to take some getting used to.

Werecats in general didn't care about nudity in the least. Unless in heat or wanting to mate we didn't get aroused by the human body. Our arousal related more to how we acted and displayed ourselves than our accessories. But this job was better than working at the saloon with all the derelict patrons so I'll comply.

"For now"

My instincts made me laugh internally. For now, indeed.

I followed as best I could and listened to every word he said.

"All the parts of the houses you are allowed in have been introduced, you will not go into any other rooms unless directed by myself or the family, do you understand?"

"Yes, I hope I've retained every word" I pushed a smile on my face to try and look friendly.

He looked down at me and raised an eyebrow signaling something was amiss. O!

"Yes sir" and the smile was short-lived.

"Sir my ass....that will be short-lived as well"

Satisfied with my new answer we moved the tour to outside the house where I spotted a group of people with a couple of kids playing. It smelled a little strange. I also felt like I had entered someone's territory.

"Strange"

A little boy, no more than 10 years old, ran up to us smiling.

"Hi" he waved

"Hi" I replied as I knelt and waved back as I had done so many times with my younger siblings.

The little boy seemed almost taken aback and looked at Mr. Adams.

"She's not going to last long Mr. Adams, have you no shame. You should have explained it to her before you brought her out like this. I'll be telling dad when I see him"

Caught off-guard I stood up quickly and looked at, what I now knew to be, Mr. Adams who surprised me further by saying:

"I am so sorry sir, it is truly, with my deepest regret, that I must apologize." As he took a deep bow looking down at his toes.

The child stepped closer and in all my years I never thought I would witness this, the child smacked the much older Mr. Adams across the head! I heard the solid "wack" and stood mouth wide open at the situation unfolding.

I'm in a crazy world!

"Thank you sir"

"What!!!???"

I was at a loss for words. I just watched Mr. Adams stand back up, his eyes never leaving his shoes as the child ran back to the other children laughing. Mr. Adams turned around and headed back into the house and I followed him dumbfounded.

As soon as we are out of sight of anyone Mr. Adams snapped. He turned around, and wrapped one of his big hands around my throat, and slammed me against the wall. His cheeks were flushed with the blood pumping to his face, his eyes wide, and jaw clenched.

"So he has a spine....better"

"I told you the house rules, you must address them as sir, ma'am, or miss and never make eye contact did I not!?" And he slapped me across the face with his free hand pointing his index finger in my face.

"So you want to play....I'll play"

I may be continuously surprised and caught off guard but wrestling was second nature. This I could handle. A little slap from a human was nothing compared to the play fights we had as kits to get us ready to defend our territory as adults. Even his hold on my neck barely had any effect except to stir my cats' arousal.

I raised my knee and slammed it in his ribs, hard.

"Gahh"

The hit surprised and hurt him enough to release me. He took a couple of stumbled steps back and looked at me while holding his side.

I closed the distance to speak to him as calmly as I could in fight mode.

"I understand Mr. Adams but you should also know that if you ever lay a hand on me again you will get far worse than bruised ribs. Are we understood?"

Mr. Adams recovered himself and stood tall, not taking another step back even with my nearness. He looked straight ahead, over my head looking almost pleased.

"You will have absolutely no contact with the household, you will not speak to anyone and you will not be seen. If someone comes down the hall you will hide. You will do the cleaning, sweeping, dusting, laundry, and all other chores that do not require you to speak to anyone."

He paused and with a lower tone

"You are not trusted around the family, are we understood?"

I felt like he had to hold back from saying "around the family yet". He sounded almost pleased or was that respect in his voice.

"Voice....nice"

"A perfectly fine arrangement with me sir" I nodded in agreement while slurring the word sir. This was the best job ever though. I was specifically told to not interact with humans and get paid to do it. I truly could not have hoped for better.

"Now go clean all the floors of the East corridor"

I found the supplies and headed to work. I hoped the crazy was over with. Little did I know.