Chapter 6

　　Amelia's POV

　　He stopped immediately, we got into the living room, and snapped his fingers. Immediately the curtains were drawn and an omega dressed in uniform appeared and kept her head bowed down and her eyes glued to the floor.

　　"Get her luggage from the car and prepare the late Luna's chamber for her." He ordered.

　　"Why the late Luna's chamber? Isn't her chamber supposed to be sacred and a safe space for all expectant mothers of the pack? Or are the rules not applicable to Dark Wood Pack?" I asked,

　　Hades spun around and in a flash, he was in my face, his face darkened, his eyes flashing like a volcano, his hands were clenched at the sides. "How dare you speak when you're not told? Is it like you can't control your mouth or you want to get on my goddamn nerves. Let this be the last time you question my authority, Amelia Jones. You might not be so lucky if you try it next time." He spat, his voice low and venomous.

　　I stared back defiantly at him, if he thought he was going to bully me into silence then he must be raving mad. He glared at me but I maintained my staring match till he got tired and looked away.

　　All of a sudden he grabbed my wrist in a firm grip and started dragging me toward the elevator. We got inside and he punched the button for the last floor. At the landing, he dragged me out forcefully as we walked past the long empty hallway, and we stopped by a raven colored door coated in gold and decorated with pearls.

　　He twisted the handle and pushed the door open and tried to shove me inside like a piece of rag. I pulled my wrist out of his grip and stepped inside the chamber.

　　The chamber was a serene oasis, bathed in the soft golden light of the sun that poured in through the draperies. The scent of fresh flowers wafted from the vase on the dresser. A chandelier sparkled above casting a colorful pattern of colors across the walls. The king-sized bed with a tufted headboard by the side of the window was draped in flowery yellow silk sheets with plovers of pillows. The chamber was designed in luxury and grandeur.

　　I turned back to Hades, who stood at the door, glaring and hissing like the angry sea of Poseidon.

　　"This is your chamber, Amelia Jones. Bear it in mind that you have no business entering my chamber unless I request your presence. One more thing, on no account will you issue out orders without informing me. Make sure to stay put in your chamber, and don't go snooping around." With that he turned and left, closing the door behind him.

　　A few minutes later, there was a gentle knock on the door. I opened it to see the omega girl from earlier struggling under the weight of my bags.

　　"Thank you so much for bringing them up, I sincerely appreciate it," I said softly, helping her roll in one of the bags inside the chamber.

　　"What's the name please?" I asked.

　　For a moment she stared at me in utter confusion before she slid her eyes back to the floor. "My name is Gwen." She murmured in a low tone.

　　"It's nice to meet you, Gwen," I said, extending my hand for a handshake but she gaped at me and shook her head. "We omegas are allowed to have body contact with the nobles. Please, Luna, it's an offence, and any omega that defaults on this new order will be locked in the dungeon and whipped severely." She said with a shaky voice.

　　"And who made such a barbaric rule?"

　　"Uhm.. It's Alpha Hades," she whispered.

　　"Please excuse me, Luna, I have to go now." She mumbled and rushed out of the chamber before I could have another conversation.

　　I closed the door and tried to make myself busy by putting my things away and arranging the room to my preference. After I was done arranging, I opened the door and poked my head out of the hallway, and stared at the golden door with the emblem of a wolf on the right side facing my chamber. I knew that Hades' chamber was in the other wing of the castle because he made mention of it when he was warning me about not coming to his chamber uninvited.

　　Then whose chamber was that? My curiosity got the best of me as I crept gently on the fur rug as though I was being stealthy and gripped the handle. To my surprise, the door turned easily and swung open.

　　At first, I saw nothing but total darkness. The draperies were closed, covering the large room in gloom but as my eyes adjusted, I saw that the king-sized bed was empty and unmade. The silk sheets were rumpled and the black blanket was heaped on the floor.

　　Then I perceived it, the scent of amber with undertones of something else, something that was sweet and masculine at the same time, something that smelled familiar but I couldn't put a name to it. Something strangely enticing.

　　Whose chamber was this?