FIONA'S POV

Over and over again, the sound of those wicked laughs and mumblings erode my ears.

They have now become music in my head that makes my thoughts bleed.

What have I done to deserve this?

Is this because of my condition? Being a wolf less Omega in the Black moon pack is the most embarrassing and lowliest thing one could ever be in the pack.

Virtually, everyone tramples on you till you become nothing. I was one to start with. At least I hope it would end soon.

"And what exactly do you think you are looking for?" Barbara, the Beta said aloud when she spotted me trying to join the wolves, training.

"Uhm..… I wanted to train with my sisters," I stuttered in response. A wicked laugh followed after. "You call them your sisters? Oh no, no! That's where you are wrong! You are not even fit to be here. You are nothing but a forbidden fruit!" she shouted.

"I wonder why the Elders haven't decided against you yet!" she added.

Those harsh words hit a nerve but there was absolutely nothing I could do to defend myself. I had no wolf. I had no respect. No friend. No one to stand up for me. I was alone, sad and left to carry my burden all by myself.

As if that wasn't enough, she spat on me and shouted, "Get back to the kitchen, you worthless thing," and everyone bursted into laughter.

I almost did forgot I was maid in the Bluemon pack house.

I wasn't the only one but they hated me more than every other person. A condition I had to live with, perhaps a curse to bear for the rest of my life.

I wish I had someone to fight for me. Every single time, I had to wash all of the dishes and made the whole kitchen wasn't in a mess.

"That serves you right!" Barbara would always say whenever she passes by the kitchen.

"Why are you still here? How many hours is it going to take you to do the dishes, you lazy thing!" She said in a loud tone as I went about my duties that evening.

Before I could say a word kn defence, she hit me. "Get out of here."

I fell to my knees and cried out. I tried to crawl my way out of the kitchen when I heard that loud voice again.

"Hey, you. Alpha Ryan needs his blood drink. Get it from the cool box and take it to him right away," Barbara ordered. 

"Yes, ma'am," I responded in a haste.

Without hesitation, I went into the store house and grabbed the blood drink, served it into a floral jug that is peculiar to Alpha Ryan alone.

I got to his chambers and the aura inside the room was strong and fearsome.

Despite being the Alpha, Ryan had always been someone I had a crush on.

"But who am I to even make a move towards him?" I pondered, each time I think about how lovely ot would if we ended up together.

Ryan was in his chambers but busy looking through a scroll and I got in to drop his blood drink on the front desk positioned before him.

"My Lord," I greeted and as I slowly turned to leave, I felt a hand around my waist, holding me back.

Alpha Ryan had swooped in and grabbed me from behind. "Who are you, young lady?" He asked, his tone warm and sending shivers through my whole body system.

"My L…..Lord. my na….name is Fiona, a maid in the pack house," I stuttered in response.

My heart skipped a beat, having said that. "How would he react knowing Inam just a mere maid?" A part of me felt I should have lied, perhaps he would look upon me with favor and have me stay but I was already too late.

The words had come out and there was no way I could take them back.

He paused and I saw his eyes scan my body from top to bottom like he was checking me out.

"Come here," he said in a commanding tone.

My body shook and I was scared. I watched as he stood and moved closer, smacking his lips and putting his gently around my waist and pulled me closer such that our bodies made contact.

"Why haven't I seen such a beauty for so long? Where have you been, damsel?" He spoke in a sweet tone.

I blushed at his sweet words. His cologne was magnificent and I felt like squeezing myself inside him. 

He didn't hesitate either. Before I could act somewhat, I witnessed his lips claiming mine as he sucked them in with his tongue.

"Lay with me, Fiona. I desire you!" He said to me.

I shrugged at his words and turned my face away. Even though my body was feeling the urge, I needed to be sure of what he wanted with me.

"My body or my heart?" I whispered in my head.

"What's wrong? Do you not want me?" He said in a quite smotth tone.

"I do but I...…" 

"Shhhhh…." He interrupted, placing his index finger on my lips.

"I know but Fiona, not only do I want you, I see you as my mate; one that my soul longs for."

"Give me your body and I will make you mine in front of everyone," he assured.

His words were delightful to my soul and I couldn't help but my smile.

"Are you really going to make me your mate?" I asked as I watch him slowly zip off my dress.

"Yes, Fiona. Your beauty catches my attention and you seem you seem be everything I want."

"Do you not trust your Alpha?" He asked as he kissed my neck.

I moaned in response, "I do, my Lord,"

He laid me down flat on the bed and we made out pleasurably. 

And right in that moment, a familiar voice calle

d out from the door, "Alpha Ryan!"

"Alpha Ryan!!"