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Luna Revenge

Luna Revenge

Mihray

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"I, Ivan Dales, Alpha of Scarlet pack, reject you, Monna Parker of crescent moon pack as my mate and Luna." Monna, a princess who lost her parents during a rouge attack was made a slave by her uncle, Monna stayed strong despite the cruelty bearing the hope that one day she'll meet her mate and he would take her away from the pain and misery. She finally met him and he rejected her immediately. What will then be the fate of Monna..?

Chapter 1 Monna

Chapter 1

"Monna!!!!"

I closed my eyes and signed knowing that Bella was going to scream my name long before her high-pitched voice echoed out from the corridor to the kitchen where I was preparing her coffee, I wonder what I have done this time to make her angry, well when it comes to me Bella was always upset. It was her heartburn goal to make my life a living hell.

No stranger can even think that we were related at all, I was a handmaid to my cousin whom my existence irritated so much, well I got used to her harsh words and treatment

through my eleven years of being a slave in my pack.

"Monna!!!" Her voice brought me out of my thoughts and turned to her immediately.

"You bitch" she said as she landed a slap on my check,

"Exactly how long does it take you to make a cup of coffee?"

I bowed my head slightly to avoid her getting more annoyed, thankfully she decided to spare me and took the coffee from that table before walking away.

She stopped just by the kitchen door and sipped her coffee.

"Get your lazy self to my room and clean it up," she said without looking back, she started walking again swaying her hips arrogantly.

Bella was a beautiful blonde, she was tall and slim and had beautiful curves but her arrogance spilled dirt on her physical appearance, many of the park members never liked her personality but no one ever dared show it or she would deal with them.

She always portrayed herself as the most beautiful lady in Crescent Moon. She believed that the whole park agreed too which was laughable because even her so-called friends that complemented and simpered her face were bad-mouthing and gossiping about her behind her back.

I finished up in the kitchen and quickly went to the she-devil's room to clean it up so I wouldn't end up in some deep trouble.

As usual, the whole wardrobe was scattered and her clothes were on the floor, the couch, the bed, and even the coffee table at the centers of the room, it was a daily ritual. I signed tired and started arranging the clothes back into the wardrobe, my eyes went to some crayon-scribed words inside the right corner of the wardrobe, I brushed my hand through it feeling the memories come at me again.

This used to be my room when I was much younger, and this used to be my wardrobe, I would hide in the wardrobe so my mom wouldn't sing me to sleep, I write words on the wardrobe when I get bored which my mom always frown at and funnily sometimes I would fall asleep inside this very wardrobe. But now I was I am to clean this room up for my cruel cousin while I sleep on the cold marble floor at the slave quarters.

Tears I didn't know were forming fell on my cheeks and I wiped them off with my sack-made dress as I continued to clean the room.

Somehow I feel happy cleaning this room because it soothes me and I feel like I haven't lost everything, I still held into the hope that one day I'll meet my mate and he'll take me away from this dark place, I don't why but something tells me my mate wasn't here at crescent Moon park.

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