The cold stone floor presses against my bare feet as two omegas lead me through the long hallways of the Alpha mansion. My new dress feels tight across my chest, the corset squeezing me until each breath is a struggle. The fabric is soft, too soft… nothing like the rough clothes my aunt always forced on me.The walls are lit by torches, the flames flickering and hissing, throwing shadows that dance like ghosts. Every corner feels too big for someone like me. Too grand,Too bright,Too important.“I don’t belong here.”The omegas stop in front of a huge set of carved wooden doors. One of them,thin, brown-haired, with gentle eyes turns to me.“Luna… this is the dining room,” she says softly. Even though she uses the title, her voice trembles like she’s scared the walls will scold her.I nod, even though the word still feels too heavy for my chest.Luna? Me the Luna?It doesn’t sound real.She pushes the doors open, and warm air rushes out carrying the smell of roasted meat, vegetables, bu
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