Elina

I was dreaming of a lovely dream. Yes, I felt like it was real. I was wearing a wedding dress and standing in the middle of a vast garden surrounded by white flowers and suddenly... No, my mate didn't appear.

Ugh, I woke up to my mom shouting my name.

I opened my eyes and jumped off the bed before she could hit my head t as usual "you dumbhead! Wake up. We are going to be late."

I made a puppy face and sighed, "mother! It's so early. And where are we going?"

She raised her brows as a witch, but honestly, I loved her. I owe her my life; She raised me after the death of my father. But I was like a jinx! My biological mother died when I was one year old. So luckily my stepmother raised me as her daughter. Not equally, I admit that she loved my half-sister Olga more than me and pampered her with gifts.

But I didn't complain. I didn't hate her for that. On the opposite, I still love them as my own family.

My mom raised her brow, "get up now. Stop babbling. Be ready in five minutes. I will be waiting in the living room. And try to wear a nice and sexy dress."

I blinked, confused. That was the first time she asked me to wear a sexy dress?! Well! I don't have any. We were omegas and not rich. Besides, I wasn't into revealing or showing my curves to other men. I wore only decent clothes.

I nodded with an obeying smile, "yes, Mother."

And immediately I rushed to the shower room to take a quick shower and change my sleeping clothes to a casual white dress. Why? I'm into white.

Once I finished wearing my clothes, I hurriedly walked to the living room "mom, are you here? I'm ready."

She pulled my hand, "let's go."

Without any explanation or any more words, we got into a taxi, and soon we were walking through a huge company gate.

I stopped there confused, "wow! It's such a huge building! But mother, why are we here? I mean, why did you bring me to hear?" I wondered because she insisted on taking my not my younger sister Olga.

My mother said while dragging me along "what? I thought Olga had told you about the job! You are here to apply for the job as a maid for the alpha Ekon."

She said and handed me a file "here, and it's your CV, everything is ready. All you need to do is to be good at your interview and do your best to pass."

I furrowed my brows and muttered in an annoying tone, "but I don't want to work for that blind alpha. I have heard a lot about him." I said in an irritating sound.

Alpha Ekon was scary. Everyone was talking about him being heartless and a womanizer and how much he hates she-wolves. So sorry, being naive and fragile with no experience wouldn't help me to bear someone like him.

My mom placed her hands on my shoulders and said sternly, "you must work for him, even if you don't want to do that. We need money. You need to earn money. You are not young anymore. You need to be independent."

Then she dragged me to the elevator like a cow. I had no other choice. She was right, and I needed to earn money. But I was hoping to finish my education. I was just eighteen years old. I dreamed of going to college and improving my drawing skills to teach kids later.

Yes, it's a silly and straightforward dream I know, but that was me. I didn't dream of being productive. I didn't dream of finding a mate or something. I just wanted a healthy, stable life.

Once we stepped inside the elevator, a different and robust scent sent shivers all over my body. It made my heart beat so fast that abnormally spun my head around only to see huge muscled men in black suits behind us, blocking the view. They Looked like guards or something.

My mom turned my body and cupped my cheeks, and then she applied lipstick to my lips shamelessly in front of the men in the elevator.

Mom said, explaining more like instructing me "put some lipstick to brighten up your face. Even so, he is an alpha and, but you will learn more than working as a maid for him, you will earn a huge salary too. You have to be glad."

I brushed my lips and frowned "it's useless, no matter how much makeup I put on. He's still blind, and he won't be able to see." I admit it was so rude of me to say that. But it's the truth!. Besides, I didn't say that in front of the alpha face after all. Right?!

Even if I dressed up like a princess, what's the use?!

My mom raised her hand to my face, shouting, "be glad that he can't see, you are not beautiful after all. He wouldn't like you."

I'm beautiful! Why did she say that?!

We stepped out of the elevator, and my mom grabbed my wrist and pushed me in front of her till we reached the secretary's office only to see a lot of hot, beautiful girls were there to apply for the same job! There were humans, she-wolves like us.

We were doing great with humans, after all, just acting and living among them in our human shape. We were kind of undercover among them.

The scent has been in my nose, but soon it faded away. I was glad because it stressed me. I had no idea why.

....

The third point of view

Alpha Ekon was in the back in his wheelchair in the same elevator with Elina. Yes, he has heard every single word that Elina has said about not being happy to work for the blind alpha. She didn't see him because his guards surrounded him.

Despite that alpha, Ekon lost his sight, but he was still the most potent alpha ever. And on the top of the world as the most successful businessman and the wealthiest human-wolf on the planet.

In the deep of his blind eyes, there was a coldness and dominating demanding alpha. Something Elina wouldn't be able to deal with.

Alpha Ekon gestured to his guard, who bent down to the alpha "yes, sir."

Alpha Ekon commanded him instantly with annoyance, "I will interview that girl by myself. Let them prepare the contract. She will work for me."

Yes, he decided already before even interviewing her, being insulted by her because he was blind, her words made him feel so angry. Besides that, her scent was different, and he couldn't know the reason for that. All he wanted at that moment to make her beg, and be his__ his maid and his slave and make her cry.

He didn't know what he was getting himself into. And she didn't know that she was practically going to be sold by her selfish, greedy stepmother.

All of a sudden, she heard the secretary calling her name, "Elina moth!"

Elina blinked, confused, she had just arrived and her number should be hundred or something. Why did they pick her first? She replied immediately, "yes, that's me."

A man guided her to the office; she dragged her feet slowly, almost dizzy because the scent hit her nose again and started to be stronger. Once she opened the door, she saw a very handsome, elegant man on a wheelchair made of gold. She knew he was The Alpha. But before thinking twice, he pulled her with all his strength and placed her on his lap.

That was the weirdest shocking interview ever. Not just for Elina, but for alpha Ekon too who started sniffing her scent and moving his hand all over boobs and her thighs subconsciously as if a ghost possessed him.