Chapter 5

A huge crystal lamp hung in the lobby, and the polished marble floor shone with a stream of gold-like light that made people's eyes dizzy. The beautiful woman walked ahead to lead the way and led her to a seat by the sofa.

"My name is Amber," the woman said, a curious light shining in her cat-like winks, "and I'm the doctor here."

Evelyn felt a little surprised. She had never seen a doctor like her before, and Amber looked more like a witch than a doctor. But there was no malice in the way she looked at her.

"Now, I need to do a little examination for you." Amber said with a smile, taking Evelyn's wrist and raising an eyebrow in slight surprise as she gazed at the young girl's delicate bones, "You look a little thin, dear."

Evelyn looked at her nervously, "I accidentally fell before I got here."

Amber shook her head and checked Evelyn's arm with both hands, examining her from top to bottom.

"You can't hide it from me, the difference between just one fall and long term malnutrition is obvious." Amber said and frowned, "It looks like someone has abused you before."

Evelyn hung her head timidly and said, "I, I'm just a maid."

Amber stared into her eyes in surprise, "A maid? No, who would be confused enough to make a beautiful girl a maid."

While they were talking, Evelyn suddenly felt a strong aura approaching the couch.

Evelyn didn't know what was going on and looked around in confusion. A tall figure suddenly appeared on the gilded staircase on the second floor. The figure was against the light, so it was impossible to see his face clearly, but Evelyn was sure it was a man, a man as tall as a mountain, with strong body.

Evelyn has never had such a hard time being gazed at by that man, he gave her the illusion that her neck was being strangled. He is incomparably strong, his body exudes an aura that makes people bend their knee, unconsciously, she wants to submit to that unknown shadow.

Evelyn took a few deep breaths and admonished herself to be calm. She probably guessed who the man upstairs was, the only person who could have such a powerful aura could be the owner of this place, Blood Thirsty pack's tyrant - Damon.

The man never moved. Under the long stare, Evelyn seemed to forget to breathe. She lifted her neck, her nose and lips flaring sharply, the cool air squeezing into her chest, holding her from passing out.

Amber's voice came from beside her with some concern: "That's Alpha Damon. don't be too scared."

Evelyn nodded slowly, holding back her panic, and said, "I am fine."

Evelyn's eyes widened as her slender body fell backwards, and just as she thought she was about to fall hard to the ground, an arm lifted her waist with a strong grip. Through the girdle and skirt, she sensed the strong, muscular lines of the arm. The heat of his body seeped into her skin through the thin fabric.

Stunned, Evelyn looked up ahead and met an extremely handsome face. She was momentarily stunned, and a current of electricity seemed to surge through her body, causing her to sink inexorably into the gaze of the man before her.

When did he come? It was so fast that she didn't see him move at all.

His fingers clasped the side of Evelyn's waist as the man spoke in a low voice: "You're too thin."

His voice was very sexy and had a compelling power. As a young girl, Evelyn couldn't restrain herself from indulging in him. But she suddenly remembered his identity, she was only a maid he bought, he was brutal and unpredictable.

Evelyn cowered, her glistening lips opening and closing gently, "Alpha Damon, allow me to introduce myself ......"

The Alpha was silent, his blue eyes like the infinite night sky, like a net, and Evelyn could not escape his grasp.

The man lowered his head and gently sniffed her scent; Evelyn felt a great sense of oppression and closed her eyes helplessly. The lack of vision had sharpened her sense of smell and perception a thousandfold. She smelled his scent as if it were a cedar forest that had snowed in the winter, cold and sharp. His palm pressed against her back, and Evelyn felt the blood surge vibrantly in his palm.

As he drew closer, the air around her seemed to grow warm. Wrapped in his scent, Evelyn's body rippled with ecstasy.

She struggled to regain her senses. No, even if he was mesmerizing, she couldn't be dizzy. They were not just master and servant, they were enemies. Her father was his rival. Evelyn's heart almost stopped, and the posture made her feel like a puppet in the palm of his hand, to be manipulated at his whim.

The man held her so that she stood firmly on the ground, and then drew back his hand.

"You were shaking badly just now." He said offhandedly, looking at her, "I could tell you were scared. But I can assure you that I won't hurt you."

Evelyn avoided his eyes and thought sorrowfully, "Yes, how could he kill her so easily when he had to pay Tyrone a large sum of money? Surely she had to be put to her full use.

"I am Damon," Alpha sat gracefully on the sofa, his tall, strong body showing a strong masculine air, without a trace of roughness, he looked noble, as if an emperor in power, "Tyrone must have told you. "

Evelyn, afraid of his compelling aura, bent her knees slightly, curtsied to him, and said hastily, "Yes."

"Sit on the couch." Damon said, signalled her to sit across from him.

Evelyn, shaking on her feet, trudged over to the couch and sat down. She never thought this day would come, when she would come alone to the most powerful wolf pack and sit face to face with their Alpha, as if she was about to begin negotiations.

"Your name is Ashley?" Damon looked at her, his eyes were so deep they seemed to see right through her.

Evelyn's heart hung in the air, no sound coming out of her throat, she just nodded slightly.

"Amber, how is she?" Damon asked.

After a long silence the female doctor returned, "I did an brief examination of her. She is too thin to breed a strong heir for the pack for now."

Evelyn looked up in horror, "What ......"

"You're Tyrone's daughter, aren't you?" Damon asked without emotion, "You are the daughter of an Alpha, you must have inherited the best bloodline."

"No, no," Evelyn shrank back in horror, thinking fast, "I'm Ashley, in fact I'm not related to Tyrone in any way, he's just my stepfather ...... "

Damon furrowed his black eyebrows. This made Evelyn even more scared, she knew he was angry!

"His stepdaughter?" Damon slowly stood up and walked over to Evelyn's side, reaching out and grabbing her chin, "You better be sure you're not lying to me."

Evelyn choked up, her body trembling violently and shedding tears.

Damon suddenly released her and said, "I told Tyrone that I wanted his daughter. Instead, he sent me a stepdaughter. It seems we need to have a new talk."

Evelyn stroked her somewhat sore jaw and pleaded weakly, "Please ...... please don't blame my father. Whether I am his biological or stepdaughter, I am still his daughter."

She no longer has much father-daughter love for Tyrone, but now that she is in Damon's control, her father's family is the only thing she can rely on. She and Tyrone shared the same position of interest, and as long as her father was still around and their pack were still exist, she would remain nominally the Alpha's daughter and would be able to get by Damon's side a little better.

Damon looked over at her, his gaze lingering on the bruises on Evelyn's body, and asked in a low voice, "It doesn't look like your family is treating you well."

Evelyn doesn't have the guts to repeat the poor excuse she gave earlier. Her bruises were too obvious to be hidden from Damon, and it was immediately obvious that they were the result of abuse.

"I will take on the work of a maid," she said, gathering her courage, "Alpha Damon, and I will show you my worth."

"But I have no shortage of servants around." Damon said, pressing a little closer towards her, "Tell me, do you want to go home?"

Evelyn's eyes widened in disbelief.

"If you want to go back, then I will have someone take you home tomorrow." Damon gazed into her eyes, "Will you?"

Evelyn shook her head frantically, "No, no, please don't!"

If she was sent home, then what awaited her would surely be a disaster!

Evelyn looked at him helplessly, but the Alpha's eyes were so cold that they sent shivers down her spine.

"Please don't send me back!" She pleaded with a sobbing voice, tears dripping all over her face like a white rose battered by the storm, "I'll do anything for you!"

Damon smiled coldly, leaning his back on the couch, showing a few moments of interest.

"Anything?" He asked, "Like what. Show me what you're worth."

Evelyn gritted her teeth and rose to her feet. Recalling what people had complimented her on along the way, she slowly closed her eyes and undid her dress.

Her dress slid down her bare body, and the light from the crystal lamp fell on her naked, shapely body, outlining a body that looked like a goddess statue.

Evelyn dropped her arms and blushed, her plump, high breasts twitching gently with her breath, silent and green as she unfolded her naked body in front of the man.

"Please see ...... what I'm worth." She said brokenly.

It was a long time before Damon's voice sounded, even lower than before.

"Open your eyes."

Evelyn felt like she had been stabbed by a needle, her eyelashes moving uneasily, hesitant to open her eyes.

She couldn't face such a humiliating situation, but she had to sacrifice everything she had in order to survive in the crevice.

"Open your eyes," Damon spoke once more, his voice much softer than before, "open your eyes, my dear."

He was a very attractive man, and the intimate address made Evelyn tremble uncontrollably and her legs go limp. Damon walked up to her and stood less than half a step away, and Evelyn looked at the tips of his shiny leather shoes and the white dress that had fallen to the floor, and was ashamed for a moment.

She had been so bold as to strip naked in front of Damon.