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.

you in a line, she ordered, her voice

maids, and even methe lowly cleanerall

began her inspection, passing each trembling figure, heads bowed

shadow passed in front of me, I thought she

She didnt.

your name again? she

I

beneath my chin, forcing me to raise

eyes met her intimidating green

Good.

try a different

me, she ordered, and a sense of dread

I noticed the stares from the other women

filled with jealousy,

Nothing good.

That much was certain.

Listen carefully, Valeria.

going to be King Aldrics personal maid, she dropped the bombshell casually, as

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

think Im the right choice for

more Its not optional, she

accept it, or you

a

maid for the

no choice but

I forgot that this harsh

now that she was sending me straight

everything Im

it this way… And his meals are only prepared by the cook from this

its always her… And you must taste

practically the entire service zone, listing the Kings preferences

followed, my brain nearly

need to write all this down later!

his

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

remember, head

Stay invisible.

a piece

trust you havent forgotten the

the King, believe

me swallow

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

wingan enormous wooden door with intricate carvingsand tried to recall

at

Go straight inside.

So I did.

I twisted the heavy

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

center, the dim lighting, and I focused

heard itand smelled

of lust

I glanced toward a

moans seeped through, despite

than one womans

sound of something

know, and

important rule: head

Dont speak.

Dont look.

Dont listen.

so focused on remembering every detail of his preferences, circling the table, that I

voice behind me

fists tightened, and I turned,

my

your new maid, I managed

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

disgust at my scarred

eyes studying meso captivating they resembled lethal

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