Chapter 11

Jacob’s POV

“What in the world are you trying to accomplish?” I reprimanded her because her screams would only make my plan more difficult to execute.

“You are naked!” She complained.

“Did you really think I could take a batch while wearing all of my clothes?”

“Y-yes,” she responded.

I told her, “It’s highly unlikely,” and she looked so shocked at my statement. “It’s highly unlikely,” I told her again. What exactly was the matter with her? “You look awfully young to be the Alpha’s mistress, don’t you think?” As soon as she started helping me with my bath, I questioned her about it. If my assumption was correct, she couldn’t have been more than twenty years old. “You look quite young. How old are you?”

Her courteous response was “twenty-two,” and after a brief pause, she continued, “I am not his mistress.”

“I apologize young lady, for making the incorrect assumption. So, what exactly is your relationship to him?” I continued my line of questi