Olive's POV"It was me!" a female omega maid stepped out and went on her knees. "It was me who served the rotten food, Lycan!"A youthful Omega, who appeared to be a tender age than myself, admitted to her error. Her face was adorned with freckles, and her hands bore the marks of laborious toil. Although she appeared diligent, her unblemished visage and indications of exhaustion did not deter me from harbouring a sense of disapproval towards her transgressions.Upon hearing the confession, I turned my gaze towards Aaron, pondering how he would respond.Aaron's eyes narrowed as he took a deep breath and glared at her. "What the hell were you thinking?" he barked, his voice dripping with anger and authority."Oh, Alpha Lycan, please forgive me! It was all a mistake, I swear. I had no idea that the meat was spoiled. Please believe me!""Are you kidding me? Should I march into that damn kitchen and strangle that incompetent chef? He's too damn foolish to realise he's serving up putrid gar
Olive’s POVAfter lunch with the Lycan Aaron, I was guided back to my room. I arrived back in a small place, about 26 m2, and a small bathroom where I had fainted before.A shabby single bed, a small individual desk, and an iron hanger were placed on one side. However, what struck me as peculiar was the complete absence of any adornments on the walls, leaving them bare and unadorned.‘Lycan Aaron took off Vera’s pictures?’ He said he pasted all of his girlfriend’s pictures, so I’ll feel guilty while staying here as his prisoner.Click.As the sound of the door creaking open reached my ears, I instinctively turned my head to see who was entering the room.To my surprise, it was none other than the Omega maid, Angelica. However, the greeting she offered me was far from warm. "Hey, bitch," she spat out, her tone and expression making it clear that she harboured no fondness for me. And why would she? After all, I had been accused of murdering her best friend.As I braced myself for what
Olive’s POV"Get down on your knees and lick the mud. Do it now,"Initially, I held the belief that he was a kind person.However, my perception drastically changed when he commanded me to prostrate myself and lick the filth from the ground. This experience served as a poignant reminder that appearances can be deceiving and that making assumptions based solely on outward appearances is unwise. Despite his outwardly amiable demeanour, his words were laced with cruelty and malice, and his stunning eyes concealed a sinister nature.Too stunned to respond to his order, I only stood wordlessly, staring at him.“Didn’t you hear what I said?” he uttered. “GO DOWN AND CLEAN THE FLOOR WITH YOUR F*CKING TONGUE.”Trembling terror seized me as icy shivers coursed down my spine. The frigid air seemed to encircle the man, and before I knew it, he shoved me with a force that sent me tumbling to the ground. My heart pounding with fear, I landed hard on my rear end, letting out a blood-curdling scream
Olive’s POV Lycan Aaron ushered me into his spacious, well-furnished chamber that exuded an air of quiet sophistication. As I settled onto the plush couch, I noticed the eerie silence that hung in the air. Aaron remained stoic and unresponsive despite my presence, his attention fixed solely on the stack of documents before him on his desk. I felt a sense of restlessness as I watched him, wondering what could be occupying his thoughts so wholly. ‘If he had nothing to say to me, why can’t he let me go?’ On second thought, he saved me from his brother, Asmund. It would be highly impolite and discourteous of me to abruptly abandon him after he had extended such a kind gesture towards me. Additionally, I found myself struggling to comprehend his motives for doing so. He had claimed that he wished to inflict pain upon me, yet paradoxically, he had also come to my aid during a dire need. "Asmund will kill you," Aaron stated abruptly, his gaze piercing through me. "I am certain that if
Aaron’s POVWhen I saved 0315 from Asmund, I told myself I only did it because she should live longer and suffer longer.But when I saw the bruises and bandages around her body, it became clear to me.‘I was worried about her.’ Holding her arm, I looked into her eyes and waited for her answer. I swear whoever hit her without my consent would be punished according to the law I said before; ‘That no one is allowed to touch her aside from me.’Her expression sank heavily. She avoided my gaze, and her black pearl hair fluttered, drawing a curve. Then the sweet scent coming from her made me feel hazy.It was an emotion that I, a cold Lycan, had experienced before. Yes, at the mating ceremony when I first saw her.I tried maintaining my composure so she wouldn’t hear my palpitating heart.“This is nothing,” she said, pulling her arm away from me. “While cleaning the stairway, I slipped and fell.”A statement that I couldn’t believe.Angelica offered to supervise her. I knew she did that be
Aaron’s POV As I walked down the dark street, raindrops pelted my face and soaked through my clothes. Suddenly, I saw Vera standing in the downpour, holding a baby in her arms. Her tears mixed with the rain as she looked at me painedly. “You killed us, Aaron,” she accused, her voice trembling with emotion. I raised my hand to reach her, but she remained out of my grasp. I tried to run towards her, but I couldn't get her, no matter how fast I moved. “If you did not let me leave that night,” she sobbed, “if you hadn't fallen in love with your mate at first sight, then me and my baby could have survived.” Her words hit me like a ton of bricks. I had made a mistake, a mistake that had cost Vera and her child their lives. I felt a deep sense of regret and sorrow wash over me. As I stood there, lost in my thoughts, I heard the sound of a car approaching. It was coming towards Vera, who was still standing in the middle of the road. “Vera! Look out! There’s a car! Run!” I tried to sho
Olive’s POVIt made me tingle and embarrassingly wet. His thick manh**d rubbed over me between my legs and as he stroked hard, I could feel the veins protruding from it.My thighs trembled. There was a wet sound as he thrust his manhood between my thighs. Every time he thrust between my legs, my body swayed. During that time, I felt like the most lustful and sensual woman in the world!Excitement mingled with my embarrassment, and my honest body shuddered.If only the Lycan hadn't ordered me to get out of his room, perhaps, something might have happened.‘I almost betrayed Vincent.’ Ashamed and mad at myself, I ran back to my room with my heart still beating so hard. My body was in heat, and my lower abdomen was itchy. I slumped down on the bed, reminiscing about what could almost have happened between me and Lycan Aaron.“He… He kissed me, and he…”It was hard for me to retell the whole scenario out loud.Strange.So strange. I found myself vulnerable to his touch, as if it was the
Asmund’s POV I have a debt of gratitude to Vera and her grandmother that could never be repaid. My parents had failed to provide Aaron and me with the care and attention we needed as children, but Vera's grandmother, who tended to our family's garden, stepped in as a caring guardian. She became a source of comfort and stability in our lives, filling the void left by our neglectful parents. Vera, in turn, became like a sister to me. We shared countless memories and experiences; she was always there to lend a helping hand or a listening ear. So, when my brother spared the murderer and let her stay here as a maid, I felt confused and betrayed. ‘How could he protect the person responsible for taking away someone who meant so much to us?’ “Just wait, 0315. Once I have an opportunity, I will kill you right away,” I hissed as I strode towards my sibling's fortress, intent on tracking down the despicable miscreant. Upon arriving at this castle, I encountered the maids mercilessly th