Alpha's Treasure mate- His luna is an omega

The sad reality...

Astrid's POV “Astrid! Come here.” I bolted out of my nap when I heard Alpha Jonathan shout for me. His tone indicated an angry mood, likely one without cause, as was common. I wiped the sweat off my face and hated the memory so much but it always came crashing at me every night as a nightmare. I grabbed my face mask before running out into the long, dark corridor. I could forget to eat or shower, but existing without my face covered was a sin and crime which could earn me a hundred whips by the princess. My back still hurt from the last lesson she taught me for not cleaning her closet properly, and the pain of the bruises taunted me daily. Being a timid omega, the weakest in the pack, I was lucky the royal members still kept me around as their personal slave. Since birth, I was a worthless servant who couldn’t even fulfill duties without creating a mess. The Alpha’s chamber gave off eerie vibes and Malessia, the wolf inside me, was on edge too, though she rarely intervened in my l...