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

"Groarrr!" Kira roared to Asher as he came up to me.


"Auntie, please!" I begged. I held both my hands up. "He's my mate. If you hurt him, you'll hurt me."


My aunt snorted. A white puff of breath glowed in the moonlight.


"I'm really happy to meet you. We are family," I said. 


Kira snorted again and turned her head from me. Was she angry with me? Did she not want to see me?


"This isn't how I expected to meet either," I said, rocking back on my heels. "I didn't even know I had an aunt until I read my mom's diary. Aunt Kira, if you want to talk, I'd really like the chance to get to know you."


She looked around again, big blue puddles of eyes landing on Malcolm. She paused. 


I followed her gaze and saw my foster mom, Magda, nod.


Kira turned back to me. She bowed her head in submission and agreement. 


I was going to have a chance to talk to my aunt. I sucked my lip into my teeth. ‘Don't smile like a goof, Vika. Don't scare off your only blood relative.’


Chapter 49 : Roots