“Tell me more about yourself, little white?”
I froze, I could tell him a dozen things about myself, but which of myself? Mary Lee or Angela? As I racked my brain for what to say, my eyes met his curious and expectant eyes, and I found myself talking about Angela and not Mary lee. It was Angela he knew, so Angela will I tell him about.
“I grew up in Shadow moon pack as an Omega maid. I never got to meet my father, I only knew my mother, who died while serving the alpha king and his family, who were an evil bunch. She died as a taster. Someone wanted to poison the alpha king, and unfortunately, she was the one who tasted the food that day. She died immediately. From age ten, I was asked to serve the Alpha's daughter, who was the same age as me. I thought that because she was young she wou
