The Luna Queen Is Back

The pale morning light filtered through the dusty window of my cramped room, a stark reminder of the irony that had become my life. I, Enisa, daughter of Alpha Garren, found myself an ordinary omega servant in my own home, a cruel twist of fate I never envisioned.

My heart clenched at the thought, a familiar ache. I could have stopped this, I often told myself. But then, a more bitter truth would surface: it was father's mistake.

A sudden glance at the wall clock sent a jolt through me. How was this possible? I'd overslept. A cold dread settled in my stomach, already picturing my stepmother's furious gaze.

"Enisa!" A sharp rap on the door, followed by the call of a maid, confirmed my fears. This was new. This was bad. As I hastily pulled on the hated maid uniform, the fabric felt like a shroud, suffocating the last vestiges of who I once was.