Ulysses's POVThe room was empty, filled only with bookshelves and glass vessels reflecting the light.I lay on the floor, surrounded by my manuscripts on magic. I stared blankly at the ceiling, feeling bored.So dull. Without Phoebe's voice, the whole magic castle seemed terribly quiet.The doorbell rang suddenly.I immediately sat up, ran to the fireplace, and settled down comfortably. With a snap of my fingers, a cup of fragrant tea appeared in my hand."Ulysses," the flames in the fireplace suddenly flared up, and Klaus's voice came through."Ah," I sighed disappointedly, thinking someone else was going to talk to me."Ulysses," Klaus's voice continued from the fireplace, and I lazily replied, "I'm here, Mr. Alpha. Your loyal friend Ulysses is here to listen to your troubles. Feel free to speak.""Ulysses!" Klaus's tone grew serious, "What have you done?! Why does Cecilia keep running to my castle? She's always asking about you!""Oh, Cecilia? Does she miss me?" I set down the tea
Cecilia's POV"Ah!" Eileen screamed."You dare to come back?" I grabbed the whip and exclaimed sharply, "Come out! Don't hide.""I'm not hiding."When that male voice sounded again, I looked around suspiciously. The bedroom was brightly lit, but I couldn't see the wizard anywhere."Your Highness," Eileen's trembling finger pointed to the crow, "Your Highness, do you see its eyes turning red?"I was suddenly startled and walked up to the crow.The crow was still tied to a long pole with a copper wire, its mouth stuffed with a large wad of cotton. But instead of its eyes being pitch black as they should have been, they were glowing red. I stared down at it with wide eyes.In an instant, I saw the rope around the bird's beak snap. It spat out the cotton from its mouth, and the copper wire binding it also broke. The black crow transformed into a white dove."Your Highness, it's been a long time," I stared in disbelief, finally realizing that the gems in my room couldn't resist his magic.
Emilia's POVI never imagined I would see Ron again in Klaus's castle, nor did I ever think I would have a day where I would dine at the same table as Ron."Please, esteemed guests, wait a moment. Alpha Klaus will join you shortly. Please be patient,"Anthony gracefully bowed before leaving me at the dining table, subject to the scrutiny of those sitting with me.In reality, I didn't understand why I was seated here. This dining hall wasn't where a slave like me belonged, but Anthony had merely instructed me to change into an elegant emerald green velvet gown without offering any explanation.I sat at one end of the long table, and the scents wafting through told me that only alphas were seated here. Their attire indicated they must be individuals of some status, and they exchanged knowing glances, occasionally casting their eyes to the empty seat opposite them. That was the position of the castle's owner, Alpha Klaus.Clearly, the master hadn't arrived yet, and the banquet hadn't beg
Emilia's POV"Two nights from now," Veronica said behind me, "you will have the king's attention."Veronica's voice was full of excitement, a stark contrast to her usually emotionless face. "The king will meet you in person, Emilia. Do you know how great an honor this is?"I didn't speak. Veronica's gaze seemed to accuse me of being ignorant."I understand, Veronica," I replied finally, sitting by the dressing table, staring at my expressionless face in the mirror.Veronica washed my cheeks with rose-infused water, giving my skin a rosy glow. Two maids brushed my long, thick hair with scented perfume, filling the room with fragrance.Every inch of my exposed skin was covered with a mixture of ground pearls applied by the maids. Soon, my skin shimmered softly under the lamplight."Your body," Veronica made me stand up, and with her sharp nails, she slowly slid over my skin. It felt like being crawled over by scorpions, and I couldn't help but tremble under her scrutiny."Your skin feel
Klaus’s POVEmilia was very afraid, even though she didn't say a word.Even without her speaking, in the dim night, I could still clearly see the changes on her face. I could always make her shiver, although I secretly hated that about myself.After I finished speaking, Emilia slowly removed the black cloak from her body.It was just the most common cloak worn by slaves in the manor, rough fabric, dull black. But when Emilia took it off, revealing her body, I suddenly realized it was like the finest black velvet, only used to showcase the most delicate, most precious gems.Emilia's face was turned aside, not looking at me, her eyelashes trembling, her hands awkwardly hugging her arms."... Hurry up," I hastily spoke, intending to explain that the time left was already very short, but the sudden tension in my throat made me swallow the rest of my words. Emilia always made me lose control, and I hated that.I frowned at Emilia's pale face. She was reluctant but eventually released her a
Emilia's POVWhen I woke up in the morning, Klaus was nowhere to be found in the bed. The empty space beside me held no trace of Klaus's warmth, only the marks on my body reminding me of what happened last night.It wasn't a dream; Klaus spared me.I sat there in a daze, fingers rubbing the soft sheets. Traces of dried liquid remind me of moist skin, entwined embraces, and my breakdown beneath those golden eyes.Oh, my moon goddess, I shamefully covered my head, but still couldn't block out the images from last night.How would Klaus look at me? A useless, inadequate slave? I touched my swollen eyes from crying, sorrowfully thinking. It wasn't my first time crying in front of Klaus, but it was the first time without any pretense, without any purpose, crying like a helpless child seeking help from a relied-upon adult.Last night's fear shattered me. I could endure Ron's abuse, endure beatings and heavy work, but could not tolerate using my body to please Klaus.I had already lost every
"Happy birthday, my darling." I looked at the smiling faces in front of me, holding my parents' hands, closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and started blowing out the candles on my birthday cake. Eighteen candles. I couldn't blow them all out in one breath, and I could still feel the warmth of the candlelight. Today was my big day. I had come of age, and I had got my wolf. As the Alpha's daughter, I had always been the apple of my parents' eye, the darling of everyone. Today, everyone from my pack had gathered to celebrate my birthday. I stood in a luxurious hall, dressed in an expensive gown, receiving everyone's blessings. I couldn't imagine a happier day in my life. Everything was perfect. I wished time could freeze in this moment forever. Little did I know that in the very instant I blew out the candles, my world would plunge into darkness and pain. "Attackers!" I hadn't finished blowing out all the candles. I opened my eyes. In the darkness, there were screams and
Ron spared my life just to humiliate me and my family. He wiped out everyone from my pack, leaving only me behind. He made me wear the shabbiest clothes and do the hardest labor. He wanted everyone in the pack to know that he had taken over as Alpha. And I was the living proof of that.After becoming a slave, I was assigned to work in the Alpha's castle. The housekeeper in charge of managing the castle was an old woman named Lydia. She was short, fat, and covered in freckles. She got this job because she was a distant relative of Alpha Ron.Lydia was a cruel old lady. Her piercing eyes seemed to see right through people. On my first day in the castle, she glanced at me and made me kneel on the scorching stone steps. The passing servants looked at me with mocking eyes, and no one offered to help. It wasn't until evening that Lydia allowed me to have a sip of water.During my time as a slave, I learned to endure. I knew I had no chance against Ron with my current abilities. The poisoned