You Owe Me

After we had made love, Alpha Devon fell into a deep slumber. No matter how I touched him, he showed no response-and I knew that the powder had done its work. The next morning I slipped away during the change of guard. I found a deserted corner and changed into a maid's outfit: a coarse black dress, a white apron, and a turban that covered most of my face. I straightened my skirt, took the bucket and rag which had been prepared, and pretended to be the maid who had been appointed to clean the quarters of the Alphas. Keeping my head down, I hurried along the wall toward the detached building. The guard glanced at me but asked no questions - seeing the uniform and the cleaning kit, he simply waved me through. Relieved, yet anxious, I quickened my pace, keeping my eyes fixed ahead. As soon as I reached the Alphas' quarters, I hid behind an old oak tree and watched. Presently I saw Alpha Henry and Alpha Karl emerge from their rooms, speaking quietly as they made their way toward the banqu