Yet again in trouble

Ashlyn's POV
I was through with my bath and donned a simple gown. I was surprised to see my almost empty closet, filled with new dresses and I had no doubts in my heart that Roselia was the reason behind it.
I walked down the stairs and met with Sofia and her three musketeers. I rolled my eyes. The good Lord knew I was not in the mood for their tantrums but yet, they keep coming seeking for what they could not get.
"Lucifer's most prized possession," Sofia said smiling as she advanced towards me.
I narrowed my eyes at her. "I doubt that," I said to her.
She raised a brow. "Did he not make a reference to it last night?" She asked the other mistresses who nodded their heads like a lizard with a bone stuck in its throat.
"What do you want now? Don't tell me you're here to force me into being in bed with you?" I asked her.
She waved it aside. "Your one opportunity to have a feel of it is gone." She said.
"Good. I'll pass." I said to her and turned to leave but Sia pulled me back.
"Do not think because you're the alpha's mate that you can walk out on us when we're not done talking." She said and I pulled my hand away from her.
"I do not have time to spare discussing irrelevant things. You heard it yourself from the alpha last night. I being his mate does not change anything." I said to them.
"Of course, it doesn't," Sofia said still having that cruel smile on her face. "I know Lucifer will follow his words through to the latter. He'd never succumb to treating you like his mate." She said.
I frowned and quickly masked it. I was not about to let this French mistress know her words got to me. "I'm glad we all know that," I said to her and turned to leave.
"Try not to get pregnant next time." She said and I turned around with a saucy smile.
"Forgive me for being the only fertile one around here," I said and I did not miss the bitter expression on her face while the rest stared at me in shock.
"I beg to take my leave," I lowered my head in a mocking bow. "Madame," I added sarcastically and walked away. Bunch of silly old cargo. I thought to myself.
I walked out of the house and saw outside different places being set up. Everyone was moving up and down and as I advanced closer, I saw archery targets being set up. Shotguns were being cleaned and loaded as heaps of bottles were also being arranged.
I saw animals being led to the slaughterhouse. I guess while the games would be going on, hungry spectators would get a chance of tasting the infamous haggis and other variety of dishes that would be prepared.
From the other side of the house, a distance away were lined marks set up for races.
I just stood in between all the work going on not knowing what to do. Just then I saw Ripper walking out from the stable with a horse and Rage right behind him too struggling with his own horse.
I chuckled as I walked up to him. "Need any help?" I asked him.
He looked over at me. "And what can a little lady like you do that I am unable to handle?" He asked me.
I shrugged.
"Cut the lady some slack Rage," Ripper said coming to my rescue. "She's only offering to help," Ripper said.
Rage scoffed and handed the reins over to me. "Let's see how you can handle her." Rage said to me moving aside.
I struggled to hold the reins of the horse properly and Rage stood at one side snickering at me.
I groaned and let go of the mare's reins and whispered in her ear as I stroked her face. "I'm not going to hurt you girl I promise," I said to her and began whispering nice things to her before holding her reins again and this time around, she followed without any fuss.
Rage stared at me wide-eyed. "What sorcery is this?" He asked in surprise.
"It's a charm of kindness and patience. You won't know that seeing as you're Rage." I said and it was my turn to snicker and Ripper laughed.
Rage frowned. "I do not accept this. This is sorcery woven by women. She accepted you because you're a female like her." He said shaking his head.
"I doubt that," I said to him as I led the horse to the ring. "What's her name?" I asked Ripper.
He took the reins of the horse from me and patted her stomach. "She's Cinnamon." He said as he let her into the ring.
"I still do not accept this." Rage said.
"Deal with the fact that I have more control over horses than you do," I said smirking.
He raised a brow. "You believe you're somewhat good with horses than I am?" He asked and I nodded.
"With what I've seen, I have no doubts," I said to him.
"Well then, let's see you control Ruthless." Rage said with a smirk and I stared at him. That horse belonged to Lucifer.
Ripper shook his head. "Let's not go too far now Rage." He said admonishing him.
Rage shook his head and stared at me. "Except you're a scared little cat." He said taunting me.
"She would not.." Ripper began.
"I will do it," I said interrupting Ripper and he stared at me.
"Lucifer will be against it. You here alone would put me in trouble with him." Ripper said and I wondered how a man like him would be scared to be in trouble with a man like Lucifer. Then I realized, he was, all the same cruel to both men and women alike.
I shook my head. "You're Ripper, you should not be afraid," I said to him.
He shook his head. "I do not think you know what Lucifer is capable of. When he's angry, he's dangerous." He said.
"You will not be in trouble trust me, I'll take the blame," I said to him.
"And I'm afraid I can't let you do that." He said and I smiled at his genuine care.
"You do not need to worry. Lucifer sent me here. It's a task you see." I said to him.
He did not sound convinced about it. After all, I had lied to him last night about going to be with Lucifer.
I managed to persuade him and he agreed with hesitation. I was led to Ruthless and he reared his black head scarred with white in between his eyes and stopped at the flannel of his nostrils.
He looked just as deadly as his owner. I beckoned to him to walk out of his abode but he just stood there glaring at me and Rage threw into fits of laughter.
"He's Ruthless, vampire, you cannot control him. Only Lucifer can." Rage said and I ignored him. If Snowball who did not let anyone close to her,let me in,then who was Ruthless that I could not handle?
I refused to give up on this arrogant stallion. I advanced to go nearer to him and he gnashed his teeth at me.
Okay, he was really Ruthless. I see why he was called that. I could not even touch him. He was protective of himself.
"Who's a nice little boy?" I said to him gently and I immediately regretted it as he charged at me almost knocking me down as I backed away falling into someone's arms and Ruthless seemed to relent at the sight of whose arms I was in. Why?
"He hates being called a little boy." I heard the unmistakable voice of Lucifer and all of a sudden,his forbidden aura surrounded me, eloping, clouding my senses and I trembled as I looked into his eyes while his held a frown. I was yet again in trouble