Helanie:
Kaye was watching my face with sadness. Did he want me to appreciate him for questioning his brother? He couldn’t act all heroic to me anymore. He had a chosen mate that he should be taking care of.
"Come over here," Norman gestured to the warrior who had brought me here before.
"Bring Salem Coombs to me," he told the warrior, who quickly sped up to bring the culprit before us.
I didn’t know what it was, or maybe I did know—it was the fact that his brother had questioned his morals. Norman looked very uneasy and restless. He had been pacing back and forth while Kaye stood in one spot. He rarely ever moved from his spot.
Kesha had walked past us like we didn’t even exist to go swimming. She did call for Kaye one or two times, but he entirely ignored her, and it’s not like she came to ask him if he was hearing her.
She proceeded to enjoy herself.
After a few seconds, Salem appeared with the warrior. Her pale face told me she was already suspecting what this was about.
"You drugged Helanie last night?" Norman asked, his hands on his waist.
"You know what we should do? We should throw her in the cage of the frogsters," Kaye interjected, not even letting her answer Norman, who closed his eyes to express his frustration with his brother.
"What? I don’t know, sir, what you are talking about?" Salem gulped, lying through her teeth.
"Salem, I confirmed it from the CCTV outside the guesthouse," Norman bluffed, and she instantly started yapping in her defense.
"Wait. Do you mean you ate the croissants? I baked those for a couple. They had asked me to use them as their kinky time—" The minute she fell under the harsh glare of Kaye and Norman, she shut up her nonsense.
"I swear I don’t know. I baked them for someone else," she began to sob, her face in her hands.
I watched Norman clench his jaw. "This is what you guys do in your spare time? Fulfill your kinks with such dangerous herbs? So, no matter what the reason, you are getting punished."
Once Norman understood that there was no way she would openly admit to drugging me, he decided to latch onto anything just to punish her.
"But I am already serving a punishment," Salem argued in a whimper.
"You will be Helanie’s personal maid, doing all her chores and taking orders from her for the next two weeks," Norman declared her punishment, and her eyes spiked with genuine tears.
She was in shock.
"Sir, that is not fair. She is just an omega, and I am—" I have never seen her look so miserable. Just the thought of serving me had shattered her confidence.
"Then why are you so obsessed with her?" Kaye didn’t care how he came off. He let his professor mask slip and acted on a personal level.
I saw the looks on everyone’s faces. They were as shocked as Sydney and my friends. ƒreewebɳovel.com
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