Chapter 3: Lycan's Servant

Chapter 3: Lycan's Servant

I was panting heavily, my tired arms hanging limp and devoid of any strength.

So the result was still the same after all, huh?

I had tried to the point of exhausting all my strength, but I still couldn't meet the minimum physical requirements for a Beta to become a full-time student.

I stood there in silence, thinking to myself.

"So it's finally over, huh? I'm going to end like this..."

Mocking laughter rang out from behind me, malicious glares seemingly piercing into me. I didn't need to look back to imagine what they were saying.

The words of ridicule, sarcasm, and comparisons to Ivy, saying I shouldn't have been born into this world. Those were the words I had heard so often since childhood that I knew them by heart.

At first, hearing them made me angry, but after a while, I got used to it. Reacting only made them say harsher things, and I was the one who had to endure it anyway. Since nothing was going to change, staying silent was the best choice.

So all my efforts had become meaningless. But ending like this was probably a good thing. At least I wouldn't have to keep enduring the unreasonable bullying from the other students here.

Maybe I truly didn't belong in this place. I should just go back to the Taylor Pack, live a quiet life as if I were dead, and marry some wolf willing to protect me. That would be better.

Though I myself didn't even know if someone like that would ever appear in my life...

The noise behind me suddenly fell into an eerie silence, replaced by the sound of strong footsteps. Two figures stood blocking my path ahead of me, Lucian Kingsley and my sister, Ivy Taylor.

Lucian tilted his head, looking at me with eyes that held both curiosity and disdain. He turned to glance at Ivy, smiled faintly, then looked at the supervisor and spoke arrogantly.

"This academy allows a Lycan to bring two servants to attend classes. This girl will become my servant. You don't have any objections, do you, sir?"

I was startled and confused. A servant for the Lycan? Why me?

"I..."

As I stammered, Lucian shot me a fierce glare as if telling me to stay silent.

Right, I had never had a choice. A noble Lycan like him had the right to choose whoever he wanted; my opinion didn't matter.

The academy teacher didn't dare raise any objection in front of Lucian either, so in the end, I was accepted as a student on the basis of being Lucian's servant.

I sighed and quietly returned to my dorm room, weary. Just as I was about to lie down on the bed, a knock came at the door, it turned out to be Ivy.

Ivy looked at me and said,

"This is your last chance. Do your duty as a servant well. It was I who asked Lucian, and that's why he agreed. You'd better be sensible."

I pressed my lips together, thinking for a long time before daring to ask,

"Why did you go that far for me? Wouldn't it be better to just let me go back to the Pack?"

Ivy crossed her arms and let out a helpless sigh.

"Don't come back to the Pack on your own without me. Become strong enough to protect yourself, that's the only thing I can do to help you, so I hope you understand."

With that, she turned and left. Although Ivy didn't say it explicitly, I had a feeling she was trying to tell me that I shouldn't return to the Pack alone.

I didn't know the reason why, but I had no other choice, so I could only follow her advice.

Thanks to becoming the Lycan's servant, I had a fairly peaceful school life and was bullied less. Everyone understood Lucian's unpredictable temper, so they didn't dare do anything too excessive to me. They were afraid that one slight mistake might displease Lucian, and they had no idea how disastrous that would be.

However, the price of that peace was losing my freedom.

"Hey! Omega, bring the towel and water over here! What the hell are you doing just standing there dazed like that!"

Startled by Lucian's call, I frantically grabbed the towel and water bottle and hurried down to the sports field to hand them to him. On the days Lucian was at the field,I had to carry a very large bag containing clothes, towels, water, and other necessities for him.

The first few days were truly a bit tiring since I wasn't used to it, but afterward, I gradually got used to it. Compared to a life of being bullied with beatings, this is still much gentler.

Lucian tossed me a water bottle and said.

"Next time, don't make me wait. You should know to come in on your own."

I just gave a slight nod. After all, I am his servant now, and Lucian probably doesn't like a talkative servant.

I was glad that he didn't nitpick about me not answering him but just nodding. I've been working for him for a few days now, but except for when I'm asked a question and have to respond, I haven't said anything else to him.

Lucian seems quite satisfied with that.

I don't know if he deliberately reminds me of my status or not, but Lucian has never called me by my name. He only calls me Omega.

I secretly laughed scornfully in my heart.

"Oh no, maybe he doesn't even care what my name is."

I don't expect too much from that, so it's fine either way.

Lucian looked at me, furrowed his brow, and suddenly said.

"There's going to be a masquerade party soon. You'll come with me. Remember to dress nicely and don't embarrass me."