The Alpha’s Personal maid

Whitney's POV "How dare a lowly omega lie about being a mate to a royal!" A woman's voice thundered as soon I was dragged into the alpha's living room. I looked up to see Luna's pissed-off face. She was glaring at me as though I was a piece of s**t. Why was it my fault that I was fated to a royal? It's not like I chose it myself. "Mom, she's my mate! I met her outside and I felt the mate bond too." Nick said as he wrinkled his nose in obvious irritation. "Talk about double unfortunate events today alone." "Look here, you omega! Your filthy blood can never mix with the blood of the royals!" The Luna flashed out at me and I winced. "On your knees!" She added. "How dare you stand up and look me straight in the eyes!" Almost at once, the guards pushed me down so that I landed on my knees. The pain shot to my brain but I managed to suppress a groan from tearing out of my throat. "Nick, you can't be a mate to a filthy like her. You have to reject her immediately!" A lady said behind me and I turned my head sharply. My eyes landed on a face that I would have called innocent if not for the scowl that graced it. Her face was furrowed into a frown, but it didn't do a good job of hiding her beauty. She was beautiful with amber green eyes that looked exactly like Liam's. I immediately reckoned she was his sister. I kept mute throughout even as my heart ached and turned sore. Why did the moon goddess give me this I'll fate? I had been waiting patiently for five good years after I came of age, but I didn't get my mate. And now that I get one, he doesn't want me. "How did you get here!?" The Luna asked. "I came for the recruitment of maids," I said coolly, earning a sharp look from the Luna. "You are one ill mannered Omega. How dare you talk to your Luna like you own this place?." Lowly omega. I'll mannered Omega. Was it a crime to be an omega now? I don't know what's wrong with Omegas the alpha always treats us like trash. Still, I didn't utter my displeasure. Who was I against the Royal family? "The recruitment had been cancelled. The Alpha died this morning and that's one unfortunate news that we haven't gotten over. And now, you're my mate? No way! I can't spend the rest of my life with trash like you!" Nick said and his words pierced my heart like an arrow. "Why is everyone insulting me like this is my fault?" I said slowly, laying heavy emphasis on every single word. "What!? What sort of crazy girl is this?" A cold voice sounded behind me and I didn't bother turning. The next minute, a slap landed in my face and the sound cut out loud across the room. My hands immediately flew to my hurting cheeks "How dare you question the Luna of Greenfield pack? Even I can't talk to my sister that way!" The man said. "I didn't do anything wrong!" I shot back and stood up. I knew fully well that my action could lead to death but I was past caring. "I simply felt the mate pull the same way he felt. Why am I the only one being blamed? Yes, I'm not begging for anyone to accept me. Yes, I'm a filthy omega, then, reject me!" "Alright, you asked for it. I didn't have any plans to accept someone as ugly as you. I, Nick Ross reject you----" "Whitney Tucker," I said slowly, as the realization of what he was about to do registered. "I, Nick Ross reject you, Whitney Tucker. If you ever show your face before me, you'll be killed on the spot!" He yelled as he gritted his teeth. I swallowed hard in my throat as a lump had already formed. My heart shattered in my chest. Still, I had my pride. I will never show them my weakness. I won't let him see me cry. "What are you still waiting for? It's been done! Wait, is that a tear detect at the corner of your eyes?" Nick said and every one of them burst out laughing. "I, Whitney Tucker accept your rejection!" As soon as I said it, I felt a sharp pain stab at my heart and ripple through my body. The pain shook me violently and I was suddenly out of breath. Was it supposed to pain this much? Does it mean I'll be mateless forever? How could Nick be so heartless? He had been nice when he'd found me at first and had even introduced himself before he then found out I was an omega. I could feel the constraint breaking and the tears were threatening to spill now. I raced out of the living room and out of the pack's palace. How could he be so heartless? So what if I was an omega? Did I choose to be one? **** I had drank three cups of strong wine within the short time I got to the pack's pub. I was at the fourth cup when a sharp smell hit my nostrils. I felt dizzy and lightheaded but I could tell it was from the scent more than the alcohol. The scent intoxicated my senses in ways that alcohol was incapable of. I staggered up the stairs, tracing the aromatic scent of lavender. What was wrong? My wolf was leaping and fluttering inside me. It was struggling for a way to come out. What is this? Another mate? I hadn't even felt this intoxicated when I found Nick this morning. My wolf hadn't gotten as excited as this? As I got to the door of the first room by my left, the smell grew thicker. I knew whoever had the scent was right in the room. I put my hand on the door to knock and it was that exact time that the alcohol decided to get to me. I felt lightheaded and my vision blurred out. I tried to ram my brain back to focus but I couldn't. The next thing I knew was the door pushing inwardly under my hand. As soon as I entered through the door, I was met with the hazy sight of a man's naked back view. I stood riveted to a spot unable to move. What have I done? I tried to run out of the room but my feet had refused to move. The man didn't turn or maybe he hadn't noticed that someone else was in the room. I swallowed hard in my throat as the mere back view of his naked torso made my blood boil. Dear moon goddess! What have I done? I suddenly felt a strong urge to run my hands along the man's smooth muscled body. His strong scent dominated my mind and I couldn't have any thoughts of my own. The scent was so strong that it sapped the influence of alcohol out of the system and I could see him clearly now. Every rational thought dispelled from my mind when the man turned. The first thing my eyes caught was the huge bulge between his thighs. I swallowed a million times as I looked away sharply. I gasped as my gaze landed on his strongly built chest. My eyes raked over his body, and I couldn't get enough. I wanted to see it all suddenly. I shouldn't be feeling this way. It was wrong. It wasn't right. But why would a man be so chokingly and extraordinarily handsome? Talk about being perfect. His finely chiselled abs and flexing muscles. If only I could trail my fingers over his skin, feel the heat of his skin ageing mine. Run my hands along his--- "How dare you!?" A chilly voice snapped me out of my reverie and my heart froze. I met his gaze and a slight shudder rippled down my spine. All my life, I had never heard a voice so frosty that it could equally freeze your entire body. His sharp grey eyes bore into mine and I could feel a tingling sensation in my stomach. "Have you suddenly lost your voice? Shall I help you find it?" With that he walked towards me in fast strides and my senses screamed in alarm. I knew I should run but I couldn't. His gaze held mine captive and suddenly my wolf started jumping and I struggled to calm it down. Suddenly, I felt a strong hand hold my neck tightly and pin me against the wall. My wf was still struggling inside me to take control I was losing my mind. "Do you have a death wish!?" The man asked icily and I shuddered. Suddenly, my wolf took control of me. I yanked his hand away, surprising myself that I had such powers. I suddenly leapt onto his body and wrapped my hand around his neck.