The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation by Luna Nova

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

His entire demeanor screamed, Im the damn master of everything here, the absolute ruler.

I immediately lowered my head, trembling.

It didnt matter that I lacked an inner she-wolf the power radiating from that man felt like it could suffocate you, crush your soul, and he wasnt even standing that close to me.

He was a Lycan, the superior species of werewolves, the ultimate evolution, and I was almost certain this was the most powerful of them allAldric Thorne, the Lycan King.

Sasha, take out the trash and make sure my next personal maid isnt a scheming whore, or shell lose more than her head, his deep, cold, and intimidating voice echoed, followed by the sound of footsteps retreating.

This is a disaster.

Thats the fifth one in two months.

I dont know what goes through these girls heads.

I warned them, the housekeeper muttered as she approached, pulling a small vial from the dead womans hand.

Another one who tried to drug the King with an aphrodisiac.

Idiot.

Ill call a servant to take her away.

And your first task begins nowclean up this mess.

And so, scrubbing fresh blood off the floor, my work in the Lycan Kings castle began.

The first lesson I learned: never, ever try to mess with that dangerous man, or youll end up headless.

Unfortunately, I soon found myself on the razors edge again.

***** Sasha introduced me to the staff, a group of she-wolves and wolves working in the castle, attending to the Guardians.

They all stared at me as if they were looking at a monster.

I didnt careI just wanted to keep existing and stay invisible.

The Guardiansthats what they called the five Lycans who lived in this ancient, dark castle.

They enforced the laws of our world, or at least those affecting werewolves, maintaining balance with other supernatural creatures.

They delivered justice, protection, and punishmentoften in the most brutal, merciless ways.

Especially the Lycan King.

At least, thats what I had always heard.

I was forbidden from climbing the stairs or wandering beyond the service quarters.

And honestly, I didnt plan to try.

I focused on working and healing with the medicine the housekeeper gave me.

The food here was good too.

Except for the first day, I had gone three days without seeing any of the other Guardians.

Until this morning.

***** Hey, I heard the housekeeper saying she still hasnt found a suitable candidate for the Kings maid.

Maybe shell give us a chance.

I was scrubbing the floor on my knees, listening to the whispers echoing through the castles massive kitchen.

My head stayed down, and my long black bangs nearly covered my eyes, helping to conceal the disfigurement on my face.

My hands kept moving the cloth over the tiles, but ignoring the gossip was impossible.

Suddenly, the room went silent.

Heels echoed from the hallway, and tension filled the air it was the housekeeper.

Stop what youre doing.

a line, she

and even methe lowly cleanerall lined up

her inspection, passing each trembling

in front of me, I thought she would

She didnt.

your name again?

I

beneath my chin, forcing me

eyes met her

Good.

a

a sense of dread twisted in

the corner of my eye, I noticed the stares from the

filled with

Nothing good.

That much was certain.

Listen carefully, Valeria.

casually, as if it were nothing, walking toward the other side of

a mans

the right choice for

more Its not optional, she cut

it, or

dont need a

maid

no choice

I forgot that this harsh

now that she was sending me straight

Im about

at… He doesnt like… Prefers it this way… And his meals are

you must taste it before

the laundry area, practically the entire service zone, listing the Kings

brain nearly short-circuiting

to write all

his

I told you, she said, placing a silver tray full of covered dishes

remember, head

Stay invisible.

but a

the scene from your first

against the King, believe me, he was

warning made me swallow hard

the gallows as I climbed the forbidden stairs, moving through the dim candlelit corridors leading to the Guardian

wooden

at this

Go straight inside.

So I did.

carefully, I twisted the heavy

the den of the

large wooden table at the center, the dim lighting, and I focused on

then I heard

scent of

I glanced toward a black door, slightly

female moans seeped through, despite

than one womans

rhythmic sound of something hitting a

bedI didnt know, and

important rule: head

Dont speak.

Dont look.

Dont listen.

on remembering every detail of his preferences, circling the table, that I didnt even notice when

voice behind me

fists tightened, and I turned, staring down at

Majesty, my

your new maid,

instinct screaming danger, runbut I stood firm as he placed a finger beneath my chin, forcing me to meet

at my scarred

fierce, intimidating gray eyes studying meso captivating they

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