I am Vika Grannim, an omega, a maid.
They said it was my honor to serve the Princess, the only royal bloodline of the Bitha Kingdom. But they were wrong.
I was whipped, kicked, abused.
Give in to the bullying?
Praying for mercy?
Waiting for a gentle prince to save me?
Of course not.
I wanted to be strong enough to protect myself and my family. I would be the strongest warrior in the kingdom.
Hold on, someone was watching my training.
He was Prince Regent Asher.
Had he remembered it was me that he kissed in his dream?
Wait, he was my mate? Why? He should be the fiancé of the Princess of Bitha Kingdom.
Prince and maid were fated. Was that possible?
Hang on, I was the real Princess of Bitha?
Marked By The Moon is created by Helen Snowie, an eGlobal Creative Publishing author.

Marked by the Moon

After the night I'd had, I should have been sleeping. But I didn't feel tired. All I was concerned about was Vika's moon birthmark. 


"A moon birthmark…." I muttered. I clasped my hands behind my back as I paced. 


Back and forth, the rug started to indent beneath my feet. 


I'd been taught that moon birthmarks belong to several royal bloodlines. 


But a waxing crescent moon – like the one Vika had – didn't belong to the kingdom of Bitha, though. 


I had no idea what that mark meant. Maybe I could ask Master Rutfus later.


"Vika said her mother's name was Magda," I continued to organize the information I had so far. 


I stopped pacing. Magda? She still worked in the castle. I must have heard this name before or even seen her. 


Wait, my dream. Magda had been the maid in my dream. She had been the one carrying the infant, covering her face. 


I tried to remember what the baby in my nightmare looked like. 


Chapter 21 : My Dearest Kira