The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation by Luna Nova

Chapter 6

DRESSING THE KING VALERIA 1 : I summon courage from a place I didnt even know existed and turn around , trying to keep the basket from shaking too much in my trembling hands .

S Sir … the towel … I can replace it with a fresh one .

Im sorry for mentioning it , it was just … just a harmless conversation … I had no idea what else to say , my heart pounding wildly as he took a step closer , his shadow enveloping me completely .

He was a giant , dominating every inch of space around me A wall pressed against my back , cutting off any chance of retreat .

Answer my question , Valeria .

Dont try to be clever .

He suddenly snatched the basket from my hands , moving it aside with ease while stepping even closer .

That basket had been my only shield of defense ! Do you prefer being around another Guardian ? Perhaps the handsome Quinn ? You were practically dazzled staring at him .

The danger in his voice was unmistakable .

I didnt understand why he was so angry I hadnt even said anything ! No , Sir .

I … Im honored to be your maid .

I dont even know the other Guardians , I murmured , keeping my gaze fixed on his black leather boots .

The scent of rich , dark wine filled my senses , making me lightheaded .

He was sweaty , his skin glistening as if hed been training too .

Liar , he growled suddenly , his voice low and rough .

I tensed as his fingers gripped my chin , forcing me to raise my head .

My bangs shifted , revealing my scars , and shame twisted in my chest as I met his piercing , steel gray eyes .

Whether you enjoy being my maid or not , since you walked into my quarters , you belong to me .

Dont think for a second you can choose someone else , Valeria , he warned , leaning even closer .

His breath fanned my face , and my gaze helplessly flicked toward his cruel , sensual lips .

to touch whats mine

answer to me

for anything , you

? I nodded , swallowing

overwhelming me , forcing me to stay

a moment , he seemed to be analyzing

could never tell

stepping back and storming down the corridor like a

sweat soaked back flexing under a navy sleeveless shirt clinging

gaze trailed lower along the thick muscles of his arms and then

my basket ! » The kitchen was usually lively , buzzing with servants gossiping , but today

Juliette had mentioned getting the day

that it mattered

now revolved around serving King

the dinner trays as

dishes when a sharp cry startled me Looking toward the stoves , I spotted a maid

deep cut on her palm , likely from chopping meat

grabbing a white towel to help wrap her injury , Th thank you , she hissed , wincing in pain

meat today ? I glanced at the pile of bloody ,

the staff so short , shed never

you , Fidela , came another

the other maids had

, I returned to my task ,

as dark and foreboding as always , like the lair of a

heavy drapes drawn , it felt more like a prison than living

the dishes carefully on the dining table , arranging everything properly when his voice called from beyond his

Valeria .

Come here .

, guttural voice made my

bed , the one where he took his

door and knocked

rarely entered this

like intruding on his most personal quarters

canopy bed dominated the room

sofa beneath the wide window , and a vast wardrobe that Included the Kings private bath