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Esme’s heart jolted violently in her chest as she looked and saw the king glaring at them like they’d committed a crime.“I’ll repeat myself, what’s going on here?” His voice was sharp, with a hint of an emotion that Esme couldn't define.But why was he so angry? She and Jade hadn’t been doing anything wrong. And even if they were, how was it any of his business what they did? He had refused to accept the matebond so he didn’t have any right to look this serious.Jade untangled his hands from Esme’s hands, putting his hands into his pockets leisurely. “It’s nothing serious, man. But your mate is one of the best cooks ever. I swear I've never tasted a pancake so fluffy in my life.”“Yeah Kyrios.” Jace nodded in agreement, coming to stand beside his twin. “I think you should be expecting us daily now.”Kyrios scowled. “If I see your ugly faces darkening my door, I’ll throw you out the window.”Just like that the tensioning that had been growing the room just vanished and the twins laugh

ESMEWhen Hailey left, Esme sat down properly to read the list of rules that she was to follow as his personal maid. She should always have his breakfast prepared before 6:30 am and his dinner ready before he comes back by 7:00pm.She should always be in uniform when serving.She should make sure to follow the food time table strictly; no deviation will be tolerated.She should remain unobstructive whenever she was working and make sure not to cause unnecessary noise either with her voice or footsteps.She should… she should…That was all she saw. Things she should or shouldn’t do. Which to her sounded more ridiculous as the list went on.She wanted to squeeze the paper and throw it at his damnably attractive face. She had never asked for this in the first place. Never asked to be his mate or his personal maid.Angrily, she threw the paper into the trash and slid the uniform she had been given down from the counter. He could make of that what he wanted.She wasn’t going to be cooking

KYRIOSKyrios walked out of his suite, recalling Esme’s face when they had barged in as she was just waking up.The look on her face had been comical, exactly the reaction he had wanted.“Why are you smiling?” Kyrios stopped short to see Liam, his second general, waiting for him at the front of the door.He rearranged his face immediately. “I’m not smiling.”“Yes you were.”Kyrios ignored him, not in the mood for any game of “yes you were” and “no I wasn’t”.Had he really been smiling? The thought disturbed him.Liam said nothing, his silence more than answer enough, stepping in beside Kyrios as they walked to his office.“So Alpha Greg’s daughter is really your mate?” He asked. “It’s not a prank?”“Don’t call that bastard an alpha. He was nothing but a coward.” Kyrios growled. “And as for the girl, she's no mate of mine.”“That’s not what people are saying. You bound yourself to her in a matebond ritual. Aren’t you afraid the mate bond is going to ensnare you against your wish?”Ky

When did I fall asleep? Esme thought as the last fog of sleep cleared away from her brain.She remembered last night as the Lycan king had left, leaving her all alone in his suite. She had been determined to not share a room with him. So she had sought his room and chose a bedroom as far away from it as possible.She remembered urging herself not to sleep off in case the king came to carry her off. But she must have failed and the lycan king must not have come back yet because she was still in the room she had chosen.But Esme was in for a big shock when she walked in the kitchen because there he stood, in all his shirtless glory, wolfing down a piece of toast like it was his last meal.His eyes slid to hers but he made no mention of her coming out of a different room.“I see you’ve gotten some sleep. Good. Maybe that’ll make you less testy.”Esme wanted to curse at him but she wasn’t in the mood. It was still evening and all she wanted to do was lay down and forget that her life was

“Hell no!”That was the first word that came from her mouth, when the king had suggested his outrageous idea. She couldn’t imagine anything worse than having to stay in the same bedroom as the man. She would prefer the dungeons, anything, to that torture.“There’s no way I’m going to be your sex toy so you can throw that ridiculous idea of yours out the window right now,” She said, trying to keep her voice as firm as possible.Kyrios’ face was amused. “Sex toy? What a dirty, little mind you have. Who mentioned anything about sex?”Esme’s cheeks flushed. “If it’s not that, then why do you want me in your room?” “Enough questions, woman. Trust me, you’re the last female on earth I would ever want to sleep with so you’re safe with me. I like my women, sweet and obedient, everything you’re clearly not, princess.”Esme blinked her eyes sweetly. “That’s to say you prefer slaves, right?”The king's face hardened. “No more stalling. Time to go. If you’re not out the door in 5 seconds, I’ll c

As Dorian led Esme to the castle, despite her attempts otherwise, she found herself enthralled by its pure majesty. It was all black stone and vines, gleaming in the pale sun. And the inside, if possible, was even more enthralling. With its high ceilings, mile high crystal chandeliers, wide sweeping staircase that spanned several floors, and its sharp oil paintings, it looked like something out of a fairy tale.“It’s really something, huh?” Dorian noted, catching Esme’s wide eyes.Esme tried to pick her jaw up from the floor. “Yeah it is. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything like it before,” she answered honestly. “Does everyone live here? How do you get used to it?”Dorian chuckled, leading her up the staircase. “No, the castle is big but it isn’t that big to contain all of us. We’re a rowdy bunch. We’d all be at each other's throats if we were all cooped up together in the same space.”Esme nodded, even though she didn’t really understand. Werewolves were pack creatures, they like