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.

of you in a line, she ordered, her

cleanerall lined up like prisoners,

passing each

passed in front of me, I thought she

She didnt.

was your name again? she

maam, I replied

cold finger pressed beneath my chin,

eyes met

Good.

a

ordered, and a sense of

eye, I noticed the stares from the

with jealousy,

Nothing good.

That much was certain.

Listen carefully, Valeria.

Aldrics personal maid, she dropped the bombshell casually, as if it were nothing, walking toward the other

organize a mans things, his clothes, and so on?

dont think Im the right choice

Its not optional, she

it, or you

dont need a floor cleaner right

maid for

no choice but to

this harsh woman had saved

now that she

Im about

like… Prefers it this way… And his meals

you must taste

practically the entire service zone, listing the Kings preferences and

followed, my brain nearly short-circuiting

write all

his first

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

remember,

Stay invisible.

a piece

I trust you havent forgotten the scene from your first day

you try anything against the King, believe me, he was merciful with

made me swallow hard

as I climbed the forbidden stairs, moving through the dim candlelit

wingan enormous wooden door with intricate carvingsand tried to recall

at this

Go straight inside.

So I did.

tray carefully, I twisted

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

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

then I heard itand smelled

of

toward a black door,

female moans seeped

than one womans

sound of something hitting a wall

didnt know, and I

most important rule:

Dont speak.

Dont look.

Dont listen.

preferences, circling the table, that I didnt even notice when

are you? a dominant voice behind me

I turned,

my

am your new maid,

screaming danger, runbut I stood firm as

disgust at my scarred

eyes studying meso captivating

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