Marked by the Moon

a's

." The cold order s

stripped my blouse off and dragge

d brat of a royal sitting cross-legged on the bench at the end of her bed. Her fingers toye

e next time you bring my breakfast, you’ll be sure that none of it is cold!”

ip she held so tightly in her grip scra

Warm blood flowed from my shoulder as my skin broke. With fi

strength by using tools since s

her maid's topless body was Princess

ver know how cruel our esteemed Princess Devi

queen. I heard they were great and merciful. Obviously,

os

I saw my body shaking. Each

ss, and I am just a maid. There's no use to reason with

ath and reasoned

the future Luna. Don't hit a royal. D

ins. I put my entire body weight on my fist pressed against the floor. Only then

t her face wrinkled with anger over my

he mirror? You sh*tty Omega! Look at your ugly face! You're the u

air. I was pleased to look at it, but it never mattered

long and sharp red nails dug into

Not only fear but also anger and doubt were visible. Those emotions revealed that Devi w

I would easily tear that whip out of

coul

d beg me! Say you were wro

uld snap. I could be forced to kneel, but I wouldn't give this s

unruly, u

to the ground. She kicked me in the s

y arms. The cuts her red nails left on my arm started to bleed. My s

as I shifted at midnight, the br

ough out of her and

y arm, called her favorite maid

damn cold butter." Throwing her whip to the floor, Princess

ssue? Her butter wasn’t warm enough

owed her. She was entirely devoted to that p

put my blouse back on, and

me, her thin arm swinging even more quic

, I caught the tails of the whip. Wrapping them around my arm, I yanked i

Shian," I said. They were not ro

A lowly Omega tries to fight back against your superiors?

hard and threw the slap back o

d, covering her face with her hand. The pink

yes were full of disdain. "Le

nd grabbed my wounded

ly pulling away, but

today, b*tch," she muttered,

sed to find that her grip was stronger than Devi's. She shouldn't h

and took me to the maid's changing

and my hands, shaking with rag

rown hair, clawing at her stupid fa

he upper hand, thro

ded on the floor. My bac

ian rushed to me. I ma

ide, I turned and headed for

o Princess Devi and let her know that they had failed in their task of beating me. Admitting their failure might cause Prin

few of the cuts on my arms were bleeding, but I would be all right. I u

in the mirror and

but so did that elderly maid. I could easily slap the

l shift for the first time and become stronger. Then, you won’t let Shian or any ot

d Helen, one of the maids in charge of the rest of us, standing

n me, and I suc

y is in her room, sick as a d

o say as she thrust the breakfast tray at me. Cle

up at once," she con

not to sound disrespectful. B

es. "To Prince Rege