Agatha's POV
'The stupid insolent slave', I seethed inwardly. Lord knows what Norman was thinking when he made her his personal slave. Her presence revolts me and it seems she always finds a way to draw him to her while he can barely stand me. Since I can't take her out on my own, I'll have to set my mother-in-law against her.
"I'll make sure you regret talking back at me once you begin serving me, you wench!" I slapped her again for good measure and flounced out of the room with the doors closing behind me.
I have to find my betrothed and integrate myself into his life more, I can't afford to lose now.
As I stepped into the alpha's bedroom, I was confronted by his stony gaze and almost backed out. But I stayed back and meekly knelt in front of him.
"My alpha," I bowed down, "What can I do to calm you down?"
Alpha Norman looked down at me with undisguised fury and I wondered what might have been responsible for the look.
