Lyra's POV
It was dark and cold when I came. I looked around. This is a part of the palace I knew too well. In the dungeon, I couldn't count how many times I had been locked there in the past.
"Hannah, Hannah, can you please come over here for a bit?" I called out to one of the female guards.
She was someone I knew. I knew almost all the guards here, but that didn't stop them from mocking me or giving me stupid nicknames just like the others.
"What do you want?" Hannah asked me without even looking in my direction.
"Can I please get water? A cup of water. I feel very parched." I struggled to give out a longer sentence.
"Beta Jasper said not to give you any. Orders from the alpha himself." Hannah responded to me. I was walking away from my cell.
"I see, this must be my punishment." I had been through a lot in the past few days, and this was just another thing I had to get through. It didn't affect me as much as I thought it would.
I cried myself to sleep as usual, except this time, I did it in a cell.
"Clank, clack." I heard the sound of keys being rustled in the keyhole. Apparently, someone had come to release me. I was just too weak to care.
"You're going to be your cousin's personal maid now," a voice said.
It was Alpha Jim. The man who took me in when my parents died. The man who stood ideally by me whenever his daughter bullied and tortured me.
The same Alpha Jim was the one releasing me now.
"Hello, Father," I greeted him.
There was visible disgust on his face. "I am currently not in the mood to exchange any pleasantries with you. Do you know the gravity of what you have done?!" he exclaimed with an aura filled with anger.
"I'm sorry." I said to him, Of course, he wasn't here to console me or apologize for his daughter's actions.
He was here to blame me for everything, as he usually did whenever she did something wrong. I was always at fault.
Always me, never her.
"I don't need your apologies; you have disgraced me and my family. Now? Now you're going to wait on your cousin and fulfill her every need. Her official wedding ceremony is tomorrow, and you're in charge of being a special servant. Go straight to her once you leave this place. Understood?" he questioned.
"Understood, father," I said. He didn't care that I was beaten and bruised. He only cared about his daughter. Meanwhile, I looked like I had been attacked and beaten by thugs.
"Good" He tore the cell door open and walked away. I bit my lips in anger and disgust.
All of a sudden, I remembered that stranger who had given so much love to my lips. He broke my virginity and made me a woman.
A strange alpha that didn't mind taking care of a drunk omega, healing her, and even making love to her.
I wish I could see him again, but I knew that my fate had been sealed. I was going to live all my life here, suffering.
I dragged myself up from the ground. I dusted off the dress from the ceremony that now brought me nothing but sorrow.
If not for the strange man who healed me, I would have died because even now I feel all sorts of pain.
After changing up and having the pack physician look at my head, I was free to go. I was instructed to wait on Athena.
"Athena? Athena, can I come in?" I knocked on her door repeatedly but didn't get a response. I still waited there.
A while later, I saw her approaching the room from the hallway. Adjusting the bra in her dress. She was coming from the Alpha's quarters.
I never knew Athena was already sleeping with him, even before they mated the other day.
Right from when we were younger, she did different sorts of things with boys, and I didn't say anything.
I never ratted her out, but she still hated me till now.
"Well, well, the slave is here, isn't she?" She threw a snide remark at me.
"I am not a slave, Athena. I would appreciate it if you didn't address me as one," I said to her, looking away before it escalated.
"Were you just talking to me? First off, it's Luna to you. I am your Luna. Never ever call me by my name again. Understood?" She inquired.
The Alpha's mother, who was still our Luna, was alive, but I allowed her to play in her own delusion because I didn't feel like getting into a fight now.
"Is there anything you would like me to do, My Luna?" I asked her, bowing my head and biting my lower lip in disgust.
"As a matter of fact, yes. I'd like a foot massage," she requested with a smirk on her face. Clearly, I was being mocked, but it didn't matter to me anymore.
This would always be my life now.
"Shall we go in?" I inquired, turning the door knob behind me and pushing the door open. I then gestured for her to get in.
"You understand your place now; I guess all you needed was a bit of rejection to know where you belonged." Athena remarked, stepping on my feet and going in. I hated her so much now, much more than before.
I held back the tears that made their way to my eyelids. I couldn't give her the satisfaction of seeing me cry.
"You better do this well; otherwise, you get no food or water. Understand?" she questioned.
"Understood," I responded as I knelt down. She sat on the bed and placed her feet on my maid's dress.
"I want you to lick my feet clean," she demanded.
A wave of different emotions went through me all at once, Athena was a devil and now I was sure.