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08. ALDRIC OUT OF CONTROL
VALERIAA strong scent of wine assaulted my senses, making me feel slightly dizzy.My senses were dulled, and for some reason, my body began to react as if an unbearable heat was consuming me from within.A heavy steel and wood door blocked my path.From the other side, I could hear growls and sounds like something or someone scratching the walls or the floor."Aaggrr..." Upon recognizing the King's voice for a brief moment, I finally decided to enter—perhaps he was in trouble.However, I wasn’t prepared to find him naked and nearly unconscious, kneeling on the hard stone floor.His hands were restrained above him by heavy steel rings anchored to the ancient wall, and thick chains held him captive with powerful, rusted shackles around his wrists.The King's breathing was labored, as though he were enduring intense pain, and his muscular body was drenched in sweat.His red hair hung damply over his face, which was tilted downward, obscuring his features in the dim light."Sir!" I ran t
09. I KNOW YOU WANT ME
VALERIA"Mmmm," I bit my lower lip to keep from moaning out loud when those sexy, long fingers began stroking my clit, right at the entrance of my pussy, teasing it deliciously, making me shudder with pleasure and arch my back.It had been so long since I last had sex, and the few times with Dorian, he would just penetrate me and be done with it—no foreplay, no concern for my pleasure.Nothing like the passionate, wild Lycan on top of me now."Spread your legs wider. I'm going to mount you," he suddenly ordered with that voice that sounded more like an animal.But his command was what snapped me back to my senses.Especially when he shifted slightly and I felt him grab his hard cock, rubbing the wet tip between my closed thighs and against my ass, seeking the path to my dripping entrance."Nn... no..." I managed to pant between gasps, and I heard his annoyed snort.A sharp but not painful tug at my hair forced my head back, my elbows trembling under the weight of my body."Wasn't this
10. ATTACK IN THE FOREST
VALERIAIt’s not like I have much to pack.On the bed, I make a small bundle with a few old clothes you’ve donated to me and, most importantly, the money the King gave me.That’s all I have to survive.Shielded by the night and the darkness, I wander through the corridors, glancing around fearfully, clearly intending to escape.I reach the kitchen and search for the back door—obviously, I won’t risk leaving through the main entrance.When I glance at the counter where the King’s meals are served, a surge of anger rises in my chest.Why would they do something like this?Who could be so cruel as to send an innocent woman to certain death?The maid who helped the one who cut her hand is my main suspect—the one who had the opportunity while I was distracted.Perhaps both of them are working together.I step out into the inner courtyard and run toward the gate where the carts with supplies and goods enter.The forest welcomes me—dark and menacing. It’s frightening, and I have no idea wher
11. BACK TO DANGER
VALERIA"Mmmmnnn ggrr," I growled, and tears of helplessness rolled down my cheeks.I despised feeling so defenseless. I hated this.And a growing rage stirred deep within me as my legs were forcibly spread, sharp pain radiating through me while his fingers tore at my panties, trying to gain access to my most intimate place.Everything started turning red— the same sensation I felt when I killed my ex.A raven cawed from the treetops above, and my mind began slipping into darkness, surrendering to the fury building inside me.Kill. Kill. Kill. It was the only thing I could think about now."Aaahhh!""What the fuck?! No, no, no... Aahaahhh!"Screams filled the air, pulling me from my trance, and the weight on my hips suddenly lifted.My hands were released too, and I shot up, trembling, ripping that filthy shirt off my face and yanking the gag from my mouth.Something warm splattered across my face.I touched my lips, feeling the thick liquid that stained my scars. In the darkness, I s
12. THE KING'S JEALOUSY
VALERIAI trembled as King Aldric appeared through the door, furious—completely enraged.I pulled away from the Lycan who had been tending to me, instinctively curling into the corner of my bed, shivering, clutching the sheets tightly against my chest as if they could somehow shield me from his fury."I was only giving her medicine, sir," the Lycan replied, standing and placing the brew on the bedside table before turning to face him."You could’ve ordered a maid for that. I don’t want you near her," Aldric growled, his voice rough and strange, like when he had been chained."Fine. I just wanted to help—she was on the verge of death.""There’s much to discuss about that. Now leave. Call the housekeeper. I want the entire staff gathered in the kitchen," he ordered, and the Guardian left, walking toward the door.Lycans aren’t as submissive toward Aldric as the others, but the hierarchy between them was still obvious—he was the King, and he ruled over them all.At the door, the Guardian
13. MY MAID IS NOT GUILTY
VALERIAHe simply carried me princess-style from the bed, and no matter how much I told him I could walk on my own, it went in one ear and out the other."Hold on tight," he ordered when I didn’t know how to position myself against his solid chest.Hesitantly, I raised my hands and wrapped them behind his strong neck."Closer. Am I that unpleasant to you?" He shot me a cold glare that could kill, and I shook my head frantically, like a doll with a loose spring.My fingers laced behind his neck. His powerful heartbeat echoed against my side, and I fought the urge to let my eyes wander over his masculine features.That fiery red hair swirled and danced with his every step through the castle corridors and down the stairs, as if he carried no weight at all.His skin felt so warm, and that intoxicating scent lingering near my nose teased my senses.Had he already controlled his rut? Or would I soon have to drag more of his lovers out of the castle by their hair?"Don't be afraid," he said
14. I DON'T WANT TO MISS YOU
VALERIAI couldn't even catch the scent he mentioned—but of course, he was a far superior species."How clever... Valeria tasted the food that wasn’t poisoned, but when she covered it with the tray, that blue powder fell onto the food," the housekeeper summarized exactly what we were all thinking."Maybe it activates with heat and blends with the food's aroma, making it impossible for His Majesty to detect."Suddenly, loud commotion echoed from the back door, and the cook burst into the room, sobbing uncontrollably.A massive man nearly dragged her in by the arm, shoving her to her knees on the cold tile.I was a bit startled by his sheer size—the tension in his bulging muscles made his arms look even bigger than Aldric's.A dark beard, sharp electric-blue eyes, and the fact that he was bald only made this Lycan appear even more savage.I was certain... he was one of the Guardians."Your Majesty, I've been your cook for years! How can you believe the accusations of this whore who only
15. ARRIVING TO THE PACK
VALERIAThe King's carriage was spacious and comfortable, lined with soft red and black velvet.We had left the castle that morning, traveling along winding roads toward a distant pack.As soon as we emerged from the dark mist surrounding the forest, I tensed slightly, nervously watching out the window.It was absurd to think they might still be hunting me outside the Golden Moon pack. Maybe they didn’t even realize I was still alive.His Majesty sat across from me, absorbed in reading several manuscripts, fully focused on his task.He wasn’t a man of many words, and the trip was quickly becoming dull.At some point, I closed my eyes, but a sudden jolt of the carriage startled me awake.A comforting warmth was pressed against my side—my head resting on a broad, muscular shoulder."I'm so sorry, Your Majesty!" I shot up, stiff as a board, realizing I had been sleeping against the King.Wasn’t he supposed to be sitting across from me?"Why are you apologizing this time? For breathing? O