An Enemy Called Mate

ZIVA

The words Anji spoke brought back memories of how Alpha Xander acted coldly toward me. He does not seem loveable anyway, and since Anji mentions that he is my enemy, I should know my standards.

“I know, and did I mention that I was in love with him?” I questioned, rolling my eyes. “I’m uninterested in that anyway. Right now, I just need some food, and a change of clothes.”

“Alright, I will be in your bedroom,” Anji replied with a sigh, as she sounded like a mother who had completed scolding her child.

I nodded, then I followed her into my bedroom. As soon as we entered inside, Anji suggested a few dresses that I could change into, meanwhile, I glanced at my reflection that appeared in the large mirror. The scars on my body were still visible.

“Thank Goddess I added some healing potion to your foods and drinks,” Anji voiced out, jolting me out of my thoughts.

I turned around, and faced her instantly.

“Next time, you should inform me before adding any substance to my meals. I do not like that. It makes me feel uncomfortable around you,” I replied, stating my feelings towards her actions.

With my response, she paused for a moment like she was processing what to say next. I assumed that she was someone I could put my trust in, but I guess I was wrong.

With her knowledge of the deal I made with Alpha Darwin and the way she added a potion to my meal without my awareness is something I should not take lightly.

“Alright, Lady Ziva,” Anji responded, bowing her head, while I scoffed. The scars on my legs, hands, and other visible places vanished. What remained were the ones on my back and butt; the ones I received after Nikolas lied to everyone.

Possibly, the others vanished because of the healing potion Anji added to my food. I think I should erase all the scars since I do not want to see them or recall why they are on me.

“Can I have the healing potion you mentioned?” I asked politely, and Anji paused. She gazed at me, as her brows creased.

“Do you intend to use it?” She questioned.

“Obviously, I do. Just hand it over,” I uttered, and a tight-lipped smile appeared on her face. From the first time I met her, she did not smile, does this mean that it was a fake smile?

“I don’t have it on me, but I can assist you by adding it to your meals,” Anji chuckled, with her hands clutching a dress.

“No, I can care for myself. Give the potion to me, and I will use it,” I responded.

“Okay, Ziva.”

“Lady Ziva,” I corrected her, “Address me as Lady Ziva.”

“Okay,” Anji uttered. She handed a dress to me, and I analyzed it. It was a simple night dress. Its length stopped a few inches below my knees, and it had short sleeves.

“I noticed that you were uncomfortable in the other night dress, so I bought this,” Anji’s voice echoed, with excitement tinged in her tone.

“Great, I will wear this!” I exclaimed.

“I will leave you then,” Anji muttered, bowing her head again.

She left the room, while I changed into the night dress she chose. At that moment, I heard a loud grumble from my stomach, making me recall that I had not eaten a thing since this morning.

Curse you, Alpha Xander! If not for your nonsensical order, I won’t be in this condition.

Loud grumble!

Oh, not again. Am I that hungry? Just hold on, Ziva, you will have breakfast tomorrow.

Grumble!

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Also, an Omega can prepare my meal quickly without wasting my time, and energy!

Hastily, I strode out of my room to search for an Omega who would help me with the food.

Fortunately, I heard a few whispers from the ballroom before concluding to return to my bedroom and force myself to sleep.

As soon as I heard the whispers, I strode toward the landing. Then, I stretched my neck, searching for the source of the whispers.

My gaze fell on the people below, the people in the ballroom. They wore the same color of clothing and they were whispering to each other. They must be the Omegas!!

Without wasting any time, I walked down the staircase, approaching the Omegas quickly.

Before I could reach them, they scattered. Returning to their cleaning duty, they stopped whispering.

Oh, now I get it! They were gossiping about me, weren’t they?

Lol, I smiled, recalling those bittersweet moments at the Granelma Pack. The Omegas at Granelma Pack also gossip, but I don’t join them because I knew that I would be beaten mercilessly if I was caught whispering about the so-called Great Alpha Darwin’s family.

“Hi,” I spoke, approaching an Omega who was mopping the floor that was not distant from me.

He had a small stature, but as soon as he raised his head to gaze at me, I was certain that he was very young, with his cute, small face. He should be maybe eighteen to twenty years old.

“Hello,” he replied, and a loud bang echoed. I glanced at what made the sound, then I noticed that a mop was on his head. Another Omega hit a mop on his head.

It must be painful, but he will quickly heal since he is a werewolf. Also, I’d rumors about the werewolves who dwell in this Crescent Moon Pack.

I heard that they are very strong and powerful compared to normal werewolves, so the mop should be no big deal to an Omega.

“How dare you speak to Lady Ziva that way?!” The female Omega who smacked the mop on the male Omega yelled. She seemed to be old, with the grey hair that crawled out of her right bun being exposed.

The old female Omega turned to me, and she bowed her head respectfully, “I apologize, Lady Ziva for his disrespect. I’m the Head Omega, and he is a new Omega here. That should be the reason why he spoke to you that way.”