Fiona's POV.
I stared around the unfamiliar palace from the back of the seat.
I had cried throughout the journey, so there were no tears felt in my eyes to shed.
The palace was different from my father's - much larger. It consisted of a big compound surrounded by a garden filled with different flowers with a full fountain in the middle of it that had two Werewolf statues that had water coming out of their mouths. It had a fleet of cars by the side and a magnificent palace sitting at the best angle of the compound.
As nice as everything looked, one thongs still lingered in my mind... This was a strange palace.
"We're here, ma'am. Let me.help you out of the car", the chauffeur's polite voice got my attention.
I complied and got down from the car and followed him into the house.
I gasped in awe as I was greeted with the magnificence of the palace's interior. The floor was covered with special marbles, and the ceiling had a beautiful chandelier. The all white paint made the house look quite classy.
"Is she the slave?", A stern voice asked the chauffeur, causing me to turn in its direction. Soon, I was staring at a beautiful woman dressed so elegantly, I needed no one to tell me she was the Luna of the pack.
"Yes, Luna", The chauffeur replied.
"Good afternoon, Luna", I greeted but she didn't reply to me. Instead, she got down from the stairs and began scanning me with her dark eyes in awkward silence.
"So you mean Red Moon pack couldn't bring a better werewolf as a peace offering? Why did it have to be this miserable looking werewolf that looks like she hasn't eaten in years?", She queried, disgust written all over face.
My face flushed with embarrassment as she spoke so ill of me. I wished the ground would open to swallow me, to save me from this disgrace.
The chauffeur only looked away, as he didn't have any answers to the question.
"Take her to the Alpha. He's waiting for her in the throne room", she instructed and went back upstairs.
The chauffeur led me across the hall and we entered a very large room covered with red Persian rugs and royal seats. At the head was an elevated, gold-coated seat, where an old man with white hairs sat.
"I've been waiting for you, Fiona. Welcome to Zecrim pack", he said with a huge smile that caused wrinkles to appear on his face.
Just then, I saw a young man walk into the room. He had an aura of royalty with each step he took. His beard rested on his sharp jawline. He looked... Beautiful. So beautiful, he made my knees weak for a moment.
Unfortunately, he barely even noticed me. He walked past me to the Alpha and began talking to him.
"Maybe, it's not him I'm here for. But I was told the Alpha has just one son. Or is he not the heir?", I questioned myself as I watched them talk.
"Dad, I have to leave for my flight to New York immediately. There are some things I need to sort out.. I'll be home in two weeks", he said and took a sharp turn, heading for the exit.
"Stop there, Dylan!!", His father stopped him, and he reluctantly came to a halt, just a few feet away from where I stood.
"Didn't you notice the young lady standing before us?", The Alpha asked.
The man the Alpha called Dylan stared at me, eyeing me from top to bottom, making me feel exposed.
"Does she have anything to do with my flight?", He asked.
"She is the young lady from the Red Moon Pack that the Moon Goddess ordered you to marry-"
"You mean the slave who was rejected by her own family and people, and for some political reason, you and her father are forcing me to end up with?"
"Do not talk about her like that, Dylan! What's wrong with you? Don't you know she's a werewolf like you?"
"She isn't, dad. She's a mere omega who is the bastard daughter of the Alpha of the Red Moon pack. My blood flows with Alpha royalty. Those are two very different levels", he pointed out.
I only looked down on my feet in shame as he spoke to his father. I was used to being trash-talked like this. All my life, I'd be spoken to and about like I was a weed, a vermin that had no place in this world.
Why, you ask? It's all because of something I cannot control. My father slept with a witch, who became pregnant and gave birth to me. It was taboo for an Alpha to stoop so low to sleep with a witch, but he was under the influence of alcohol.
It was also a crime for any offspring of Alpha - whether legal or bastard - to live outside the palace, so my mother was banished into the unknown lands, while I was forced to live as a slave, being oppressed by my stepsister and stepmother, Avery and Nikita.
For years, I was treated as less than standard, and when the opportunity came to leave the confines of the prison I was in, I took it. The Red Moon pack was in need of serious help, and when they came to the Zecrim pack for help, they asked for a beautiful young woman to be a wife to the future Alpha. My stepmom found the opportunity to sell me away as fast as possible, and she did so in an instant.
I knew I was not going to be welcomed with open arms, but it was worse than I'd imagined.
"If there isn't anything else you want to talk to me about, I'll be heading for the airport-"
"Your flight plans have been canceled", the Alpha announced.
"What?!"
"You heard me right. You have a guest, and I want you to treat her right. You will not leave the palace until you both have gotten to know each other well. Is that understood?"
Dylan didn't utter another word, but with the stare he gave me, I knew he wanted to kill me.
*****
I was shown to my room later that night, and before I could settle down, someone barged into my room.
I turned to see Prince Dylan standing before me.
"My prince-"
"Don't you call me that, you classless bitch", he growled in rage.
"But, I-"
"What I heard was that a slave was sold to my father, and you fit that description. What I didn't know was that I was going to marry the slave. You are nowhere near worthy to be called Luna, and I don't know what my father is thinking. Maybe his old age has gotten to him. But let me tell you this...", He pointed his forefinger at me.
"I will never marry you. I'd rather stay single than to end up with a lowlife like you", he swore and stormed out of the room.Chapter 1
Fiona's POV.
I stared around the unfamiliar palace from the back of the seat.
I had cried throughout the journey, so there were no tears felt in my eyes to shed.
The palace was different from my father's - much larger. It consisted of a big compound surrounded by a garden filled with different flowers with a full fountain in the middle of it that had two Werewolf statues that had water coming out of their mouths. It had a fleet of cars by the side and a magnificent palace sitting at the best angle of the compound.
As nice as everything looked, one thongs still lingered in my mind... This was a strange palace.
"We're here, ma'am. Let me.help you out of the car", the chauffeur's polite voice got my attention.
I complied and got down from the car and followed him into the house.
I gasped in awe as I was greeted with the magnificence of the palace's interior. The floor was covered with special marbles, and the ceiling had a beautiful chandelier. The all white paint made the house look quite classy.
"Is she the slave?", A stern voice asked the chauffeur, causing me to turn in its direction. Soon, I was staring at a beautiful woman dressed so elegantly, I needed no one to tell me she was the Luna of the pack.
"Yes, Luna", The chauffeur replied.
"Good afternoon, Luna", I greeted but she didn't reply to me. Instead, she got down from the stairs and began scanning me with her dark eyes in awkward silence.
"So you mean Red Moon pack couldn't bring a better werewolf as a peace offering? Why did it have to be this miserable looking werewolf that looks like she hasn't eaten in years?", She queried, disgust written all over face.
My face flushed with embarrassment as she spoke so ill of me. I wished the ground would open to swallow me, to save me from this disgrace.
The chauffeur only looked away, as he didn't have any answers to the question.
"Take her to the Alpha. He's waiting for her in the throne room", she instructed and went back upstairs.
The chauffeur led me across the hall and we entered a very large room covered with red Persian rugs and royal seats. At the head was an elevated, gold-coated seat, where an old man with white hairs sat.
"I've been waiting for you, Fiona. Welcome to Zecrim pack", he said with a huge smile that caused wrinkles to appear on his face.
Just then, I saw a young man walk into the room. He had an aura of royalty with each step he took. His beard rested on his sharp jawline. He looked... Beautiful. So beautiful, he made my knees weak for a moment.
Unfortunately, he barely even noticed me. He walked past me to the Alpha and began talking to him.
"Maybe, it's not him I'm here for. But I was told the Alpha has just one son. Or is he not the heir?", I questioned myself as I watched them talk.
"Dad, I have to leave for my flight to New York immediately. There are some things I need to sort out.. I'll be home in two weeks", he said and took a sharp turn, heading for the exit.
"Stop there, Dylan!!", His father stopped him, and he reluctantly came to a halt, just a few feet away from where I stood.
"Didn't you notice the young lady standing before us?", The Alpha asked.
The man the Alpha called Dylan stared at me, eyeing me from top to bottom, making me feel exposed.
"Does she have anything to do with my flight?", He asked.
"She is the young lady from the Red Moon Pack that the Moon Goddess ordered you to marry-"
"You mean the slave who was rejected by her own family and people, and for some political reason, you and her father are forcing me to end up with?"
"Do not talk about her like that, Dylan! What's wrong with you? Don't you know she's a werewolf like you?"
"She isn't, dad. She's a mere omega who is the bastard daughter of the Alpha of the Red Moon pack. My blood flows with Alpha royalty. Those are two very different levels", he pointed out.
I only looked down on my feet in shame as he spoke to his father. I was used to being trash-talked like this. All my life, I'd be spoken to and about like I was a weed, a vermin that had no place in this world.
Why, you ask? It's all because of something I cannot control. My father slept with a witch, who became pregnant and gave birth to me. It was taboo for an Alpha to stoop so low to sleep with a witch, but he was under the influence of alcohol.
It was also a crime for any offspring of Alpha - whether legal or bastard - to live outside the palace, so my mother was banished into the unknown lands, while I was forced to live as a slave, being oppressed by my stepsister and stepmother, Avery and Nikita.
For years, I was treated as less than standard, and when the opportunity came to leave the confines of the prison I was in, I took it. The Red Moon pack was in need of serious help, and when they came to the Zecrim pack for help, they asked for a beautiful young woman to be a wife to the future Alpha. My stepmom found the opportunity to sell me away as fast as possible, and she did so in an instant.
I knew I was not going to be welcomed with open arms, but it was worse than I'd imagined.
"If there isn't anything else you want to talk to me about, I'll be heading for the airport-"
"Your flight plans have been canceled", the Alpha announced.
"What?!"
"You heard me right. You have a guest, and I want you to treat her right. You will not leave the palace until you both have gotten to know each other well. Is that understood?"
Dylan didn't utter another word, but with the stare he gave me, I knew he wanted to kill me.
*****
I was shown to my room later that night, and before I could settle down, someone barged into my room.
I turned to see Prince Dylan standing before me.
"My prince-"
"Don't you call me that, you classless bitch", he growled in rage.
"But, I-"
"What I heard was that a slave was sold to my father, and you fit that description. What I didn't know was that I was going to marry the slave. You are nowhere near worthy to be called Luna, and I don't know what my father is thinking. Maybe his old age has gotten to him. But let me tell you this...", He pointed his forefinger at me.
"I will never marry you. I'd rather stay single than to end up with a lowlife like you", he swore and stormed out of the room.