Late into the evening, Amelia was scared as no one came to find her nor bring her any meal. The dungeon was getting dark and the candles were not lit.
She hugged herself and remained still. Her eighteenth birthday came with a mix of excitement and regret. Excited because for the first time, she communicated with her wolf and regrets because she would have been fine at home, had she insisted on not coming to the Pack's gathering.
She heard doorsteps approaching and strengthened herself. A guard came into view, opened the dungeon door and unlocked her chained feet before ordering “come with me”
Obediently, Amelia followed and he led the way to the pack house. She kept following the guard until he brought her before the Alpha. He was seated on the high throne and Amelia below him, her head bowed in reference.
“You shall henceforth be enlisted among the servants in the palace. And whenever I summoned you, you must bring your miserable cursed self before me” Alpha Kasper declared.
He glared at the petite woman before him and gnashed his teeth. His palm formed a fist and his fangs itched him to bite this cursed wolf before him.
“Will I be entitled to my three square meals?” Amelia asked. She'd been in the dungeon all day and no one brought a meal for her. If serving as a servant in the palace would get her her meals, that's okay by her.
Serving as a servant was far better than being in locks in the dungeon. It's a perfect life to be serving provided she gets her meal daily.
The guards exchanged glances. This woman is indeed not deserving of the Alpha. She was supposed to be the Luna and she was brought to the lowest rank, serving in the pack house where she's supposed to be the Luna and all that mattered to her was having her meals daily?
They shook their hands. It is better that the Alpha rejects her. She will only plunge their pack into ruin, a downward abyss.
“You will be entitled to a meal from the waste bin only and that is my order. Now take her to the servants quarters” Alpha Kasper commanded.
He watched her being taken away and he felt a lump in his throat. If his mother hadn't intervened saying Nana had been hurt all because she picked a fight with Chelsea for Amelia's sake, he would have forgotten her in the dungeon.
She wants to eat the special meal prepared at the pack house, fine. She would have them but only the leftovers dumped in the waste bin. She would be treated less than the servants in the pack house.
Amelia was taken to the servants quarters and she was pushed into a room as the guards turned around and left. The room was narrow, barely leaving a path between the tiny mattress and the open area.
Amelia, who had landed on the floor, helped herself stand up. Her stomach churned. She's famished haven not eaten besides a few spoons of porridge from home before going with Nana to the Pack's gathering.
But it appeared she wasn't going to have anything that night. No one really cared about her, whether she lived or she died, it meant nothing to anyone.
She saw the room was dusty, picking a napkin dumped on a corner, she began to clean the room quickly. Windows opened and being satisfied with the cleaned room, Amelia laid on the bed.
She had no dress to change into. All she had was the only dress on her. She laid on her bed, coiled up. She wondered how Nana was feeling at the moment. Was she able to sleep that night or like her, she was full of thoughts?
She didn't know when she drifted off to sleep but the next morning, she was awakened by a splash of water on her face. Amelia jolted out of her bed, almost tumbling over to the floor.
Before her stood a very viscous looking woman. On her hand was a jug of water half emptied and the result of it is Amelia's drenched dress.
“You think you are here to sleep all day. Who do you think you are? Do you see yourself as the Luna of this pack to still be sleeping at this time?” She gnawed.
Amelia bowed her head “I'm sorry I didn't know I had slept longer than usual” she apologised obediently. If she's going to live a soft life working at the pack house, apology must always be at the tip of her tongue.
“You should be sorry for your pathetic self” she grawled into Amelia's face and said “that's your uniform. Get into it and step out, you fool” and turned around, stamping out of the door.
She'd just hated for no reason. She's a new servant in the pack house and yet, expects her to know when she should be awake. Amelia changed her dress immediately and put on her uniform.
She found that the uniform was a bit tight for her, especially at her waist upwards. She has a thin body but her hips were curvy and it's a bit tight for her? She'd never worn such a dress all her life and it makes her uncomfortable.
But that was not the time to dwell on such minor issues. She got out and wandered around the magnificent pack house. She doesn't know where she should go and who's going to show her around?
She ended up stumbling into the Alpha's quarters and she recognised it immediately as the place she was brought to the previous day. She turned around abruptly to find her way out when she bumped into the Alpha.
Alpha Kasper was just returning from his morning routine of sword practice when Amelia suddenly bumped into him. His wolf jumped and growled within him in fury and he glared at her with a killing intent.
“How dare you come to the Alpha's quarters?” He thundered. What exactly does this woman want?
“I'm sorry your Highnesses, I missed my way…” Amelia was saying when he growled into her face “you are seeking attention now? You are parading yourself to be what you are not in the pack house?
Who the hell do you think you are to step your cursed feet into the Alpha's quarters? I will have your eyes plucked out when next you missed your way around here again, that is my promise to you and I swear by the throne of the cliffwood pack that I will do exactly that”
Amelia didn't wait another minute before she dashed out of his sight. Her eyes welled up with tears, will she lose her eyes one day?
The moon goddess forbids it. Will she then be referred to as Amelia the blind?
“You should ask questions you fool” a guard spat on her and pointed in a direction to follow. She hurried her steps and arrived at the kitchen section.
She saw other servants in the same uniform as hers and she sighed softly. But she saw them glared at her with resentment and eyed her. She swallowed hard and stood with her fingers intertwined below her stomach.
“You're just coming here after coming to wake you up. I see that you are lazy and don't want to do anything. Don't think yourself to be special here or superior to anyone as that will earn you a timely death” the woman who had come to wake her up earlier sneered.
“Envy, tell her she's the least of the servants here and will serve every servant in this pack house” another servant bellowed.
Oh, the woman's name is Envy.
So as it is, she's the servant of all servants.
What a position she'd earned.
