His True Luna

ARIA She hurried out of the meeting room with the broken pieces of china and tray in hand, her legs too weak to support her. Leaning against the door, she collected herself. That man in the room was unmistakable; she could comfortably recognise him even from behind. A lot has changed on his face, but it is still him. How was Xavier, the new Alpha in this pack? How would she know when she was captured in the woods as a rogue and brought here? Turning to leave, she collided with Madam Kate, who wasted no time in delivering another stinging slap. A pattern she had grown accustomed to. Aria was sure Madam Kate's fingers were imprinted on her cheeks now. Madam Kate constantly communicated to her through a slap or a whip. She endured it all, knowing there was nowhere to run to anymore because she was paid there. Her wages were meagre, but they allowed her simple comforts, and she didn't mind being the lowest-paid servant. "Stupid girl!" Madam Kate yelled, and Aria held h

ARIA "Everyone, file out!" Madam Kate commanded the girls, her voice cutting through the atmosphere like a sharp knife. They all hurried away except Aria, who had been told she wouldn't be attending the festival. The other girls were clothed in luxurious fabrics and adorned with glittering jewels. In festivals like this, most she-wolves ended up finding their mates, and this one was no exception, especially with members of other packs joining. Aria went to the sink, filled with piles of dirty dishes, and started washing as the girls moved out. Since she wasn't allowed in the ballroom, she decided to tackle some of her chores tonight and have a bit of freedom in the morning. She had barely adjusted to the solitude when footsteps approached. She ignored them and focused on her task. But the person entered the kitchen, and she turned to see Madam Kate. "Madam? Is there something you want me to do?" Aria asked with a tinge of caution. Madam Kate eyed her with scorn. "