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.

all of you in a line, she ordered, her

lowly cleanerall

passing each trembling figure,

front of me, I thought she would

She didnt.

name again?

maam, I

finger pressed beneath my chin,

met

Good.

Ill try a different strategy

and a

my eye, I noticed the stares from

filled with jealousy, anger,

Nothing good.

That much was certain.

Listen carefully, Valeria.

dropped the bombshell casually, as if it were nothing, walking toward the other

cook, iron, organize a mans things, his clothes, and so on? Y-yes,

the right choice for

more Its not optional, she cut me off, turning

either accept it, or you

need a

need a maid for

no choice but to

I forgot that this harsh woman had saved

didnt know whyespecially now that she was sending me straight

everything Im

wakes up at… He doesnt like… Prefers it this way…

sure its always her… And you must taste it before

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

followed, my brain nearly short-circuiting

write all this down later!

deliver his first breakfast

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

Valeria… remember, head

Stay invisible.

nothing but a

havent forgotten the scene from your first

King, believe me, he was merciful

me swallow hard as

I was marching straight to the gallows as

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

at

Go straight inside.

So I did.

I twisted

I entered the den of the big

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

I heard itand

scent of lust

glanced toward a

seeped

one womans

sound of something hitting a wall

bedI didnt know, and

rule:

Dont speak.

Dont look.

Dont listen.

of his preferences, circling the table, that I didnt even notice when the sounds

are you? a dominant voice behind me made me

fists tightened, and I turned,

my

maid, I managed without

runbut I stood firm as he placed a

at

fierce, intimidating gray eyes studying meso

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