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A Mistress To The Ruthless Alpha
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LYALL.
"What did you just say?" I asked the guard who stood before me.

"Your brother has arrived."
Of course. Fucking Mason. I thought he would have been dead by now. It had been months since I last saw him and his absence had brought nothing but peace of mind to me. Now that he was back, all I wanted to do was fucking kill him or something.
I dismissed the guard and spoke with my Beta for a while before riding back to the Palace.
Of course, his presence was similar to that of Sheila. They commanded so much excitement around the maids unlike me who put fear in their hearts. Also, he was a big flirt and really handsome so I understood why the maids would be this way around him. News that he had been sleeping with a few of them had gotten to me in the past and I immediately had them thrown out of the Palace, threatening anyone who made the same fucking mistake again.
Pushing past the Palace entrance doors, the maids saw me and immediately scurried away and once again, my Palace was quiet.
"I knew it had to be you," Mason rolled his eyes as he stepped out of the corner with a plate in his hand. My eyes travelled to his groyne to see that his belt was open.

"And who did you fuck this time?"
A maid scurried out of the corner just as I asked Mason that question and immediately, I grabbed her by the arm before she could escape.
"What did I tell you about having anything to do with him? You're fired! Pack your belongings and leave this instant."
"That's not a way to treat your subject, Lyall."

I glared pointedly at him. "You don't tell me how to run my Palace, get that?! I will do what pleases me and if you have an issue with that, then go fuck yourself!"
Raising his hands, Mason. "Fine."
"What the hell are you doing here by the way?"
"In case you have forgotten, I belong here, brother. Do not ask me these questions."
Scoffing, I shook my head. "You have a manor on the eastern side of the Kingdom. That is where you live. So why have you decided to change locations?"
Shaking his head, Mason grabbed his box and gave me one last look before he climbed up the steps.
There was nothing I could do anyway. He was my stepbrother and my father, before his death, had given him access to the Palace. He owned a wing here even if he wasn't fully my family. Fucking illegitimate son of my father.
Sheila wasn't home and I remembered she talked about visiting her friends so for the rest of the day, I remained in my study, thinking up ways to bring the issue of Aria's matter before my wife.
This should have been so easy. It felt so easy but I wasn't so sure anymore. Aria was more than just a breeder to me. I was going to stall telling her for now.
I was called down for dinner by one of the maids. According to her, Sheila had conducted cooking in the kitchen today. I had to admit that she was a really good cook. I was always anticipating her meals and tonight was one of those nights.
Pushing to my feet, I gave my study one last look before leaving and making my way to the dining room.
I slowed down and nearly groaned in exasperation. Of course, Mason had to be seated at the dining table, grinning like a fucking Cheshire at Shirley. I hated that he was likeable by everyone including my wife and times without number, I'd asked her to be wary of my brother as he wasn't who he portrayed himself to be.
Well, it was so easy to forget that when Mason was a charmer and a clown.
He turned as soon as I pulled my seat out. "Brother! I didn't know you were going to join us today."
I ignored him and took a seat, smiling at Shirley who spoke instead.
"If you would stop annoying him, I believe you both will get along really well."
We laughed at the same time but I stopped immediately, hating that we just did that together.
"He hates me, Shir. I wasn't even expecting him here. He's probably going to have his dinner in his chambers instead."
"Ignore him," Shirley smiled and stood to her feet. She came around and kissed me on the lips. "How are you doing?"
"Fine, I guess." I nodded. "I did not see you for the whole of today."
"The women held me down," she cackled as she slid into my thighs. "You know how they can be when they miss me."
I nodded. "Gossips, hm?"
She rolled her eyes at me. "That's why we are women. We gossip for a living. Now, let's forget about that. I made my best meal for you today."
"How about me?" Mason raised his arm.
"Sorry, you have to have regular meals like the others. Now keep quiet while I talk to my husband."
The meal arrived minutes later and Shirley remained seated in my lap as she directed her specially made dish towards us. Smiling, she pulled the dish open and the sweetest aroma I'd ever scented wafted into my nose. I closed my eyes and inhaled, shaking my head as the aroma spread around my body.
"This is the best I have ever smelled. I know it's going to taste better."
She began to dish out the sauce first. "Wait till I show you what I have next."
Raising my brows, I nodded. "Can't wait."
She chuckled and scooped a spoon of hot sauce into my mouth and when my teeth sank into the tender meat, I knew I had signed myself up for the best dinner tonight.
"So Lyall gets to enjoy all of this and all I get is mashed potatoes and cherry sauce...oh, my. Fucking heavens. Is this a new maid and why the hell does she look like she fell from heaven?"
Sheila and I raised our heads to see who it was and immediately, my heart lurched. It was Aria. What the hell was she doing here? I'd asked for the maids not to assign her to anything so why had they allowed that?!
My fists clenched at how Mason kept staring at her. She could barely make eye contact as she placed the tray on the table and bowed.
"Over here," Sheila called to her and she nodded and picked the tray back up. Mason's eyes followed her.
"Keep your eyes off her, Mason," I growled. "What did I tell you about sleeping with my maids?"
"I definitely want to sleep with her," He joked. "And if you fire her, then I can have her all to my fucking self. I'll take care of her and make her my Princ—"
"Enough!" My fists connected with the table as anger rippled through me. Aria flinched and even Sheila looked at me in surprise.
Mason blinked and cocked his head to the side, looking from me to her. "Something feels off, brother."
"Nothing does," I gritted out. "Just stay away from my maids."
"Of course, I will. But something feels off," He pushed to his feet. "Not even you can deny that."
I glanced at Aria and waited for her to leave. Mason never meant well when it came to situations like this. Nodding, she turned to leave but Mason grabbed her by the arm and turned to look at me. He smiled. Of course, he knew there was something off because I could barely contain my anger and rage and Sheila didn't even matter right? All I wanted to do was lunge at him and rip him apart for laying his hands on her.
"Tell me, brother," He continued. "You think she's beautiful, right? Only it's more than what you think. There's something else. I might never know. But you know Mason never ignores a thing when he picks it up."
Then he turned to Aria who had horror written all over her face. Of course, I could feel the regret too and that was when I knew that she had done this out of her own fuckin will. Shit!
Mason pulled her on and wrapped his arms around her waist and just as his lips brushed hers, I flew out of my seat, sending Sheila flying off our seat. I grabbed Mason off her and flung him over to the other side of the room, snarling as his back connected to the wall.
"Lyall!" Sheila's scream came just as I picked him from the ground again, my wolf almost manifesting. "What has come over you? He was just joking with you!"
Mason burst into laughter. Even with his bloodied mouth, he could still fucking laugh like a maniac.
"Tell your wife, brother. Tell your wife that you have fucked this maid right here. Say it to her."
The next punch I sent flying into his face knocked him out of consciousness.