Chapter 7: Face My Cruel Mum

Maya Late at night, my mother stormed into my room, shattering the peace I had managed to find while gazing at the moon. "What the fuck happened at Alpha's office today? What did you do this time?" She loomed over me, blocking my view of the moon. "Mom, nothing really happened. It was just—" I began to explain, but before I could finish my sentence, her hand made sharp contact with my cheek, the echoing slap reverberating throughout the room. "Didn't I tell you to maintain good relations with Maximus and Leonardo? They're going to be the future Alphas, and for us to retain our position of power, you need to keep your head down until we achieve our goals!” I gingerly touched my stinging cheek. Her harsh treatment was far from unusual—she was accustomed to raising her hand to me, and I had grown accustomed to enduring it. "What are our goals, Mom?!” I gazed at her, my eyes brimming with tears. "What do we truly want? Because I... I want none of this. I detest being treated like a servant