Chapter 55. A Threat and an Attack

Hermione

"Oh, the mistress's replacement is here." Rachel hollered with a taunting smirk as I entered the slave's kitchen.

Since we were on break, she assigned us to different parts of the pack house so we could clean them up thoroughly. Mine was lesser because no one wanted to get into trouble with Alpha Rolan, but it didn't stop them from passing snide and hateful remarks at me.

"I'm done with the Alpha's room," I informed her, my stomach grumbling so loud that anyone who was around the entrance could hear it. "Can I have my breakfast now?"

She flashed a cursory glance at me, her lips curved in a sneer as she hissed. "Cleaning his room wouldn't waste your time, after all it is your lover's room. Did I tell you that the cleaning was over for the day?"

I kept her gaze and made sure that the smile on my face didn't fade. It wasn't hard to fathom why they were all bitter—