Witchy World's Lost Alpha

Unfortunate

Hunnie

Waking up not in Kris's arms anymore, but under a thick, furry blanket, my eyes fluttered open. Peeking through a small hole, I could see the sunlight shining  through the opened curtains. Illuminating the room.

Soft "ahs" and "ouus" came from behind me, making me throw my covers off my head in a hurry.

I look to see four maids standing by the room door eagerly. I sat up in a daze as they rushed over to my bedside and all bowed together. I smiled cheerfully at their actions and bowed my head slightly. Only sending them an invitation to bombard me with touches to my face, pats on my head and even picking up strands of my curls and rolling it between their fingers.

"Wowwww! King's mate so pretty!" One of the younger looking women exclaimed.

The rest three nods their head vigorously and begin speaking to one another in their language. I could tell English wasn't their first language. 

"Come come!" The oldest looking maid gestures over to me to follow.

Still wearing my jeans and sweater, I scooted off the edge of the bed and they all surrounded me. Grabbing my hands and leading me to the walkway across the room. They lead me inside the large bathroom that smelled of lavender and coconuts.

A large tub sits in the middle of the wooden room, steam coating the two glass mirrors above the double basins, and a tall, shower stall off to the corner of the room.

A maid holding a beautiful silk wrapped box and a gold bow smiles brightly at me while I examined the exquisitely decorated bathroom.

River green curtains covering the circular window, the floors shiny and wooden. It looked like a small lodge.

"We help bathe," said another woman and my chest fills with shyness. I don't even know these women!

I didn't want to get naked in front of them, but they all kept pushing me towards the tub. One by one, they began pulling my sweater over my head, then my tank top, and lastly my brassiere.

When it came down to pulling my jeans off, I did it myself. It was a bit right around my thighs. Fully shielding my lady bits, and hearing them chuckle, I entered into the hot water. Thinking they would leave the room by now, they all scrubbed different parts of my body with satisfaction on their faces. Legs, arms, my breast, even one woman went behind the tub and gently pulls my head back to wash my hair.

I was so in love with the hospitality. It all felt great and comforting. They conversed with me as best they could in the English language. Asking my name and age, even if I was really a Dark Witch.