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OLIVIA
The air in the room was thick with tension.
Luna Claire glared at me. Her features tightened in a frown and her eyes gleamed with disgust as they swept over me. I lowered my eyes to the ground, shifting uncomfortably.
From the corner of my eyes I could see Lisa narrowing her eyes at me in annoyance alongside her friend, Bella, who was right beside her shooting me an icy glare.
My eyes fell on Rowan, he was slouched on the couch next to his mother like he had not a care in the world.
The news that I tried to seduce Rowan had reached the ears of the Luna. I knew that Bella or Lisa would report the matter to her but I really did not prepare to face her wrath.
Luna Claire sent for Rowan immediately. She, of course, wanted to hear from the horse's mouth.
Her face widened in shock as Rowan answered in the affirmative at the subject of me being his fated mate.
Luna Claire laid back on the couch and propped herself on one elbow. Her eyes narrowed at me for a brief moment and then closed tightly as she pondered on the situation. She knew I was faultless in this case. If I had a choice, I would rather not be fated to any member of this pack at all.
I've had my own share of the mistreatments of unranked members by the ranked members of the pack.
I wasn't born an omega. Some years back, I was the beta's cherished daughter, safe and protected.
Life was good, until that dreaded day when our pack was attacked and father was killed. I was devastated, I remember running about wildly, looking for mom, but she was nowhere to be found. Eventually, she was declared missing.
Since my parents were gone, I was catered for by the alpha who thought it necessary to repay my father's sacrifice for the pack. That was until the Alpha also died in another brutal attack a few months ago.
Then I had gone very fast from being an average wolf under the alpha's care to an omega with no family at all.
I wasn't expected to scrub and clean after the ranked members just like the other omegas but I've had to endure beatings and spiteful words often hurled at me. Unfortunately for me, I am being treated worse than some omegas as Luna Claire's dislike for me was glaring. Whatever the feud was between us, I was yet to understand.
She didn't hide the fact that she hated me for some unknown reason nor did she leave any stone unturned when it came to meting out punishments to me.
Luna Claire slowly straightened herself back up, and heaved a deep sigh. She had probably figured how best to go about the situation or even the worst punishment fit for me.
I busied my mind, counting each passing second until Luna Claire began to speak.
"Olivia," she called, drawing my attention back to herself. My heart raced in panic. I dreaded what she was about to say even before she spoke. Whatever it was, I was sure it was no good.
She hesitated for a brief moment before spilling her decision.
"You will be kept aside as his mistress." She dropped the bombshell.
"What!" Lisa was shocked. Her eyes had grown wide as saucers. Lisa was not only the present beta's older daughter, but she was Rowan's chosen mate, specially picked and favored by Luna Claire. In a couple of days, she would be mated to him and would officially become the Luna of the Cold Moon pack.
"Lisa, as much as I do not want this, I need not remind you that Rowan needs his mate for his wolf to become stronger. Do I?" Luna Claire asked in an uptight frown, making Lisa swallow.
Lisa shook her head severally, "Not at all, Luna." she admitted. She could not afford to offend the Luna afterall.
"This is solely for the benefit of the pack, Lisa. It would be better if you don't think too much about it." She scolded.
"You will be claimed and marked as his Luna." She pointed at Lisa, pausing for a brief second to let her words sink in. Her eyes swept over everyone in the room finally settling on me.
I tried to steady my breathing. Everyone in the room had their eyes on me now. I was able to handle their stares before now, but at the moment, I desperately wanted the ground to open up and swallow me. Maybe it would if I prayed hard enough.
"Lisa here will attend to the pack duties as the Luna while you will be reserved to specially take care of his wolf." She declared, completely ignoring the fact that I could have a different opinion about this.
It did not matter to her that she was practically enforcing her decision on me not caring how I felt about this whole thing.
My eyes met with Rowan's. He shrugged lazily, a silent cue that he was unable to do anything about it.
Just great.
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