Cherreads

Chapter 8 - The Omega

Sofia had never felt this calm and relaxed before, not as Sara or Sofia.

Getting bathed and washed properly with their hands massaging every muscle in her body was heaven. 'Has she ever felt this peaceful?' she wondered as the maids tend to every part of her body. 

The maids, however, were acting a bit strange as if they had grudges against Sofia. This might be because Sofia was in their level a week ago and suddenly, they were told to take her to a room in the palace. Not a room in the staff part of the whole building, but a room for her like she was an important person. 

Sofia could hear them murmuring to themselves about her position and why the Lycan king cared about her so much to give her a special room in the palace. This was beyond ordinary. 

She didn't say anything as they weren't a problem to her. When the Lycan king announce his relationship with her, they'd understand what was going on. For now, it was best they stay clueless while she enjoyed them envying her. 

After bathing, they took care of her body, asking her what fragrance she wanted. As she didn't know much about feminine stuff, Sofia requested that they handled everything. 

Getting her dressed and taken cared of took two hours. It was already a few minutes after eight when the maid requested that Sofia looked in the mirror to see what she looked like and if she was satisfied with her new appearance.

This was the first time she felt emotional about something relating to her. 'Is this what it means to be a girl?' a voice whispered a question in her head as she looked around her. 

Her red hair was now framing her small face. The wavy bang hairstyle looked great on her and she loved it. "You all did a good job," she was surprised at how talented a woman can be too dress up another woman in such a wonderful way. They chorused the words 'thank you'. 

"I am pretty and able," Sofia muttered under her breath. In her past life, she had lived as a gangster for over a decade and never knew what it was like to look like a girl or be treated like a girl. 

Every man saw her as a threat; someone they desperately wanted to take down but here, she was looking like a lady, reminding her of those woman she usually saw on the news, ads and sometimes on magazines and street boards. 

Okay. Feeling pretty is gone. She adored the wonderful floral long gown she was wearing. The top of her breasts was visible because of the neckline of the dress. 

There were white beads around her neck and she was wearing heels-white heels. She didn't know why but she was the Lycan king's mate so...she should have the best.

"Thank you all for your service," she said and walked out of the dressing room, smelling flowery and beautiful. 

"Where are you going, madam?" asked the one in charge of all the maids who had been tending to her. She rushed to meet up with Sofia who was already going down the stairs. 

"Don't worry about me, I can handle myself," said Sofia as she descended the stairs. The head maid was worried about herself, and her position and Sofia knew that because she worked in the palace before the coronation and knew how things worked around the palace. 

The Lycan king directly told the head maid to take care and look after Sofia and if anything should happen to her, the head maid would be held accountable, hence, she had to watch over the omega who was once a maid under her. 

Sofia didn't pay attention to anything the head maid had to say. Knowing her way around the palace, thanks to the previous host's memory, she located the kitchen.

Despite the maids in the kitchen trying to stop her from doing anything and asking how she had such dress on, Sofia got what she came for and was just about to leave when the head of the kitchen maid blocked her exit. 

'Ah, this woman had flogged and did a lot of things to the weak me,' the memory flashed in her head. 

"How did she have that dress on her?" 

"Has she started stealing now?" 

"Or do you think she is about to be sold?" 

"I mean it's high time she left. She's literally the weakest among us all. How can she be called a wolf if she doesn't even have one?" 

Their innocent feminine voice irritated Sofia the most. The urge to set their mouths on fire settled heavily inside her and she was finding it so hard to resist it. 

She looked over her shoulder to inform them that she could hear what they were blabbering about. However, they didn't keep quiet. 

The head maid following her had lost her and was searching places she believed Sofia had gone. Hence, Sofia was alone. 

"Out of my way," she said in the same calm measured tone Nathan used in talking to her. 

"What are you trying to do?" the head cook chuckled mockingly at Sofia. "Do you know how much the gown you have on cost?" she asked, her face cold this time. 

With no expression on Sofia's face her eyes shape made her look intimidating, but they all ignored it because they believed that she was weak. 

"All this while I knew a low life like you would eventually do something stupid," the head cook continued. 

Sofia stood there quietly. She came to the kitchen to get an object that she would use to defend herself when she meets up with someone who loved violence but all these weak she-wolves were getting on her nerves. 

She didn't even know how she was still this calm and patient. She doesn't take time to cut someone's throat. Well, this was a different life and perhaps it was time she did things differently. 

"Lisa, will you get out of my way, or should I make you?" 

The head cook's expression changed because she was surprised by Sofia's reaction, especially the one displayed on the girl's face. She then scoffed reminding herself that Sofia was an omega and that one slap would send her to the ground. 

Yes, she slapped Sofia, and it opened her eyes to the changes on the omega's appearance. "How dare you call me by my name?" Sofia observed that the head cook was losing confident through the tone of her voice. 

Sofia didn't fall to the ground because of a weak slap; her face was just brought to look at the ground. With her head facing the ground, she admired her beautiful gown and tilted her head to look at the head maid. "That is weak, try again," she smirked. 

More Chapters