Chapter TWENTY-THREE

From a silver prison to be being homeless, then I had to serve as a maid at Alpha Damien’s castle. My very brutal mate had to bring me back to this pack where he ordered me to work at the security council and now I’m his maid. It seems to me like this one month is going to be more tedious than I had imagined. If I’m not getting taunted by Alpha Hardin, I’m getting molested and if I’m not getting molested, I’m getting ordered around like a puppet. My life is in shambles and I can’t help but weep when Ma’am Sophia calls me Luna. I am no Luna. From what I know, a Luna is supposed to be loved by her subjects, feared and respected and above all, a Luna is supposed to be the most important person in the Alpha’s life but that’s a total contrary situation for me and it’s very frustrating. I wish, how I wish everything was different. After a long day of cleaning Alpha Hardin’s entire bedroom, bathroom, office and every other part of his chambers all alone, I’m beyond exhausted and I can feel my