Chapter eighteen

Chapter eighteen

Myra's pov

"What did you say", I stood in front of a slender girl who had blond hair which cascaded down.

"Oh did my words hurt you, I didn't mean for it to be that harsh, unless it's true". Her eyes shone with mischief alongside loathe.

"I asked you what you said", I yelled loudly which made her flinch a little before the bitch recomposed herself.

She took a few steps towards me and whispered to my ears.

"I said your child has no father, so it's clear as daylight that she is a bastard". She looked into my eyes trying to prove a pointless point.

I felt Armani go stiff, she didn't like the words.

Not knowing what came over me, I felt a surge of energy that I have never felt before. I grabbed the lady's neck tightly and I could literally feel the veins on her neck pulsating with pressure.

The other girls tried to come to stop me but they suddenly stopped, it was as if a force was stopping them from getting close to me, and I could feel the great fear that escaped from their pores.

"Your… your eyes". one of the maids finally took on the courage.

"What is wrong with them?"I said,but still not releasing the slender girl. I felt pleasure in the pain I afflicted onto her and I was lost in my own little tribulation while she struggled to breath.

I felt a little hand on my feet.

It was Armani, "mummy please let go, we don't want to get into any more trouble".

"They are not worth it", she said while her voice cracked.

I quickly released her as if I had been delivered of an evil spirit, just what have I done. I never meant for something like this to happen in front of armani.

What kind of mother am I?

I quickly bent down to hug her tight. "I am so sorry baby". Sorry mummy got a little bit angry".

"A little bit", another lady whom I don't know interrupted.

"What was that, you called what you did a little. You could have killed her", she pointed towards the girl who was stiff and holding onto her neck.

"I am sorry", I apologised not also understanding what came over me.

I just had the urge to kill and if it wasn't for armani, then something out of hand could have occurred.

"You should not be sorry now until we report you to lady Annette. Your life would end even before you imagined it".

"Are you a witch, " another voice echoed, "because, how are we to explain what transpired?".

"My mummy is not a witch, you are probably one, just look at your hair, you must be a witch little armani declared".

I felt the urge to burst into laughter, but I controlled myself. It was true her hair looked like someone who escaped from a psychiatric hospital.

"You…she went out of words and walked forward to reprimand her. But I got in her way which made her coward away.

I was done with them, so I carried armani towards the bed lady Annette had shown me earlier. I did not care about the hateful words they had to say. Although that didn't change the tense situation.

I sat on the bed with Armani before we started to prepare for the great tasks of the mansion.

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The next day

I have been standing for about twenty minutes in front of this door with my mop and broom. I had been contemplating if I should go in or just run away.

You may be wondering whose door I was talking about. And you probably think it's that of Wilfred. But it's not.

I am standing in front of the so-called future Luna of the Moon stone pack. My greatest enemy whom I hated with all my organs in my body.

I had been ordered by lady Annette to make sure her room was in order. She told me to make sure the room was clean and sparkling. Lady Annette did not also forget to tell me to be careful with shayna because she was a little bit picky.

I wanted to tell her I knew shayna like the back of my palm, I knew how mischievous she could be and how crazy she could act. But I didn't since no one would probably believe me.

I took a deep breath as I finally decided to enter.

I pushed the door into the luxurious room which was painted in pink and decorated with shimmering stones. For a minute I thought I entered into a Barbie world.

Shayna would always be shayna, she would never change. She had always liked to live lavishly even though her parents were middle class just like mine.

The clanking of high heels came from the other end, before she stopped a few steps away from me. She was wearing extravagant clothes which were probably designer clothes. I don't know because I am not current and things like this do not bother me.

"I thought as much, she started, only an abnormal person would dare to enter my room without knocking thrice". She clenched her teeths as the words came out.

"Thrice, oh I forgot, lady Annette actually mentioned it".

"I am sorry", I apologised curtly. I didn't want to provoke her or any one else, she had power against me. Me saying something that could anger her may have my head cut off.

"It seems you now know how to behave", she had an amused expression on her face, which I knew was fake.

"Go on, do your job omega", I felt my blood run hot but I ignored her anyways as I made way to start my work.

"How does it feel to be disgusting to someone who once cherished you", she suddenly spoke out.

"How does it feel to be a maid to Wilfred when in real sense you are actually his mate".

I turned towards her to see a feeling of accomplishment, more like she had waited all her life to ask me these questions.

I felt a feeling of melancholy sway over me. Of course I was hurt and of course I still loved Wilfred but I wouldn't show it no matter what.

"I feel nothing for him,I lied, and you can always have my leftovers", afterall that's what cousins are for.

"You"… her eyes shone in wrath.

"I am not related to you Myra, you are a maid and I am the Luna".

"You are an omega but I am not".

"I will always be high up while you remain down here". She used her two hands to indicate their positions.

"I wouldn't mind at least I don't leave off a man forcefully. Whether you like it or not, Shayna Wilfred will always be my past".

"And you know what they say about first love".

"What"? She asked in anger and desperation.

"It never dies, shayna, Wilfred would always want me, crave for me and love me".

With Pain evident in her eyes, tears suddenly started to run down her eyes.

What! why was she crying? Shayna never cried, not even as a baby.

"And who did you say will always love you Myra", I look back in shock to witness Wilfred fuming in anger.

Shit, now I know why shayna was crying, that pretentious bitch, I muttered under my breath.