Chapter 138


    Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee Book 2


    Chapter 138 – Smile For Me, My Alpha King


    Maura’s POV:


    It’s been a few days since Alpha King Zane saved me from my father’s wrath, but I knew the money he


    gave my father wouldn’t be able to keep me safe for much longer. My father had already wasted half of


    it on his drinking problems and was going to lose the rest gambling.


    He didn’t have to buy food or anything for the cows. He would make me sing for them, and that would


    be enough to keep the cows healthy for a few days.


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    I don’t know how I got these powers, but that had been the only reason I was living. I have been ate


    bloomer, so while I waited for my wolf to wake up, my powers saved me from many troubles.


    “Maura! There is a customer waiting for you,” Pam said when walking into the backroom, where I


    was helping her cook.


    We didn’t have many helpers because my father would rather save the money for himself than pay for


    any help.


    I never got paid for my hard work, and Pam would re- ceive a very little amount.


    “Who is it?” I asked, wondering why the customer didn’t just ce the order with Pam.


    “The alpha King Zane!” she snickered, eyeing me to go see him. “You are lucky that the Alpha King


    said your name and specifically called for you.” She added, and my body shuddered.


    “I am not going in front of him. Can you please make up an excuse for me and take the order from


    him?” I requested her, refusing to leave the backroom when he was around. There was something


    about him that made me extremely shy in his presence.


    “Oh,e on! He will get upset.” Pam was no longer teasing me. She was worried now.


    “Please!” I requested again, and with a sigh, she nodded. I watched her leave the kitchen to tend to


    him. She returned just after a minute and shook her head at me.


    “He is asking for you,” she gave up, making me realize he wasn’t going to order or leave until I went out


    and took his or- der.


    That made me a bit icky. It was like he was using his pow- er to get me to do something, and I didn’t


    like it. My father was enough already to control me; I didn’t want an alpha king to take part as well.


    “Thank you for trying. I will care about it,” I told Pam and grabbed the notepad to leave for his table.


    The instant I watched him sit there, my heart missed a beat. He looked dev- ilishly handsome in all


    ck. His long arms were resting against the backrest, and his eyes were staring at me through his


    eyebrows.


    “Good afternoon. What would you like to have?” I approached him with a fake smile on my lips and


    asked him.


    He had his finger resting on the menu, pointing at a tuna sandwich.


    “Why didn’t youe when I asked you to?” Those were the first words he spoke to me instead of


    ordering food.


    “I am here now,” I smiled awkwardly, trying to avoid get- ting into an argument with him.


    “But why didn’t youe before?” he insisted on knowing. It was the seriousness in his voice that was


    making me feel ufortable.


    I couldn’t tell how he would react to my response.


    “I asked you toe. Why didn’t you?” He then asked again, and this time I felt like I had to speak up


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    for myself.


    “Because I don’t take orders from others,” I muttered un- der my clenched jaw, but I didn’t stare back at


    him to instigate him into misbehaving.


    “Funnying from someone whose job it is to take or- ders from her customers,” he eximed,


    shaking his head.


    “So, what will your order be?” I continued to avoid trouble, but I offended him when I didn’t listen to him.


    “Nothing! I will not sit and eat where I am not weed.” He got up from his seat and walked past me


    angrily. I didn’t want to be rude to him, but I was too shy toe up to him. However, I did mess up


    when I made ament about not taking orders from him.


    Feeling guilty about what I had done, I rushed back into the kitchen and grabbed the fresh tuna


    sandwich, which was someone else’s order, and ran out of the café in search of Zane.


    He hadn’t left, though.


    He was standing next to his car, his arm resting on the car, and his lips were smirking. It seemed like


    he knew I woulde after him.


    “Yes?” he asked, watching me make steady steps toward


    “Have this!” I pulled my hands out to him and offered him the sandwich. He stared at the sandwich and


    then at my face for a few seconds before he hunched over to reach my level.


    “I am not going to pay for something I am eating outside your café,” he whispered, looking for a


    reaction from me.


    “It is okay. Consider this my apology,” I uttered, and soon he grabbed the sandwich out of my hand. He


    smiled when holding the sandwich, tilting his face to deepen his stare into my face. I rushed back to my


    café and to the kitchen to steady my racing breaths. I stood by the wall with my hand on my chest. My


    heart was pounding in there. I felt so shy in Zane’s presence.


    “Maura! A customer needs you at the table.” Pam’s voice made mepose my posture and stop


    blushing. I grabbed the notepad again, and when I walked toward the ta- ble, I found Zane sitting there


    with a smile on his lips.


    He hade back with the sandwich, and this time I was going to take his order nicely.


    “Coffee!” he ordered sweetly before I could even ask him what he wanted next.


    That moment, when I saw him at the table again, the smile he gave me was just pure. I don’t think I can


    survive such a smile.