Unknown POV
I wake up in the morning hoping to hear from the so-called Alpha of Rogues. I head downstairs and join my husband for breakfast. I take a seat and one of the omegas serves me my breakfast. She trips as she walks away from the table spilling a tray of food. Is it really that hard to hold a tray and serve food stupid girl? "That is unnecessary to speak to her that way" my husband says as he goes to help the girl. Just leave her to clean it she made the mess and it's her job sit down and act like an Alpha. "I am not sure when you begin to think you were better than everyone else, but you are not mate so you better get your head on straight." My head is on just fine I am a Luna, and she is an omega that is just the way it is, she is beneath me and always will be. "You are
