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?
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Marked by the Moon

"You said Vadon is gathering additional soldiers?" Master Rutfus asked, his brow deepening. 


I knew that look. I always got it from him when I answered a question wrong in class. 


"Yes. Do you have some concerns?" I asked. We had to be getting closer to the Jeep.


"Vadon has his own personal soldiers close by at all times. Why would he be recruiting more?" Rutfus asked. 


I glanced at Vika. Her eyes were glassy and distant. What was she thinking about?


"A precautionary measure?" I asked, shrugging. 


"Perhaps." Master Rutfus sighed. He pulled a set of keys from his pocket. 


Beep. Beep. The Jeep's lights flickered through the leaves. 


"Did you hear…" Rutfus turned his head to the side when I shut the passenger door.


"Look!" Vika, sitting in the back of the car, pointed to the front.


Several pairs of wolf eyes appeared in the grass. There were seven rogues sent by my father. 


Chapter 45 : The Rebel Base