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.

in a line, she ordered, her voice

and even methe lowly cleanerall lined up like prisoners,

inspection, passing each trembling figure,

shadow passed in front of me, I thought she would

She didnt.

was your name again? she

I

my chin, forcing me to

blue eyes met her

Good.

try a different strategy this

she ordered, and a

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

glares filled with jealousy, anger,

Nothing good.

That much was certain.

Listen carefully, Valeria.

personal maid, she dropped the bombshell casually, as

know how to cook, iron, organize a mans things, his clothes,

dont think Im the right choice for

more Its not optional, she cut me

accept it, or

a floor

a maid for the

had no

that this harsh woman had saved my

now that she was sending me straight into

everything Im about to

it this way… And his

always her… And you must

through the kitchen, the laundry area, practically the entire service zone, listing

brain nearly short-circuiting from the

write all this down

deliver his first

said, placing a silver tray full of covered dishes in my

Valeria… remember, head

Stay invisible.

nothing but a piece

havent forgotten the scene

believe me, he

me swallow

felt like I was marching straight to the gallows as I climbed the forbidden stairs, moving through the dim candlelit corridors leading to the

only door in this wingan enormous wooden door with intricate carvingsand tried

knock at this

Go straight inside.

So I did.

I

by step, I entered the den of the big bad wolf, avoiding unnecessary

the dim lighting, and I focused

then I heard

of

toward a black door,

moans seeped

than one womans

sound of something hitting a

bedI didnt know,

most important rule: head down, stay

Dont speak.

Dont look.

Dont listen.

detail of his preferences, circling the table, that I didnt

are you? a dominant voice behind

trembling fists tightened, and I turned, staring down at the

Majesty, my

am your new maid,

me, every instinct screaming danger, runbut I stood firm as

expected disgust at my scarred

gray eyes studying meso

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