LOGIN“How sore are you?” His unexpected presence made me jump in fright. “Your Majesty?” I spun around to see him sitting on the bed I had been staring at earlier. “Come here.” He didn’t repeat the question. Did I mishear? “Your Grace, if you’ll just let me finish cleaning up this area—” I rushed out, suddenly confused and nervous about why he’d want me to come closer. “How about you abandon that and come sit, Cassia. Now.” His tone was firm yet soft. I almost gasped when he raised his eyebrows and patted his left thigh. I gulped hard and took tentative steps toward him…. In a world where medieval and modern collide, werewolves, vampires, and hybrids rule while humans live in fear, their lives not fully belonging to themselves. Cassia is one of the unfortunate souls sold by her aunt to the hybrid palace, a place desperately in need of new servants. Living under the roof of the infamous Hybrid King, who harbors a deep-seated hatred for humans—especially due to their role in the brutal attack that harmed his mother—her fate becomes dangerously intertwined with his. As she navigates the treacherous palace with survival on her mind, she becomes entangled with the King, who fights against an undeniable attraction to the very human he despises.
View MoreKarl’s POV My brother never knocks. He storms in. The doors to my study opened with far more force than necessary, and I did not look up from the parchment in my hand. “You are losing your mind.” Ah. So that was the mood today. “You will need to be more specific,” I replied calmly. “Losing one’s mind is an inevitable side effect of ruling bunch of mules.” Ace paced before my desk, agitation rolling off him like heat. “Lord Aldridge witnessed it,” he snapped. “He smelled it. He practically tasted it in the air. Do you know what it means for that man to sense weakness from you?” My jaw tightened slightly. Anything about that man spoiled my mood. “What weakness?” “You have assigned palace guards to trail a human maid,” he continued. “You have issued direct orders that she is not to be harmed under any circumstances. What happens when the entire palace starts whispering about it?. And Aldridge—” He stopped pacing and leaned both palms on my desk. “Aldridge has never wanted
Cassia’s POV Days passed after the king’s promise of “protection,” and I cannot lie, I have seen many differences in my day to day life. Every time I am in the middle of my chores, a guard interrupts with either, “The king calls for your immediate attendance,” or, “By the King’s order, leave whatever you are doing and close for the day.” And the pure look of anger and horror on Cindy’s face? Always delightful. The most mind blowing change, however, was the grim reapers and their bitter concoctions. Out of the many times Karl and I have been intimate, I have never woken to them forcing a potion down my throat. The first time they stopped, I woke to find a bowl of the familiar contraceptive mixture resting quietly on the table. For a good few hours, I was confused. ‘Is this the drink?‘ ‘Where are they?‘ ‘Was this truly meant for me?‘ ‘Are they waiting for me to wake?‘ ‘Where are they?!‘ It took courage to ask the soldiers guarding the king’s chamber doors — I was blush
Cassia’s POV When I woke again, the world outside my window glowed copper-red. My skin burned with heat; my back throbbed as though each lash still lived beneath it. Diane had slipped out hours ago, leaving the faint scent of herbs in the air. I pushed myself upright, every movement slow, deliberate. The room felt too small, too heavy with memory. By the time I reached the corridor, the sun was sliding down the horizon. I told myself a short walk would do no harm. The path to the lake was nearly empty. Only a handful of guards lingered at a distance, their armor dull in the fading light. The water shimmered like melted glass, ripples catching the last glints of gold. I stood where he and I once had, reminiscing on our past conversation. A cool wind rose off the lake, slipping through the thin fabric on my arms and raising a shiver I hadn’t noticed before. I turned to head back, the cold finally sinking in. That was when I heard it— a low, rolling growl that seemed to crawl out
Cassia’s POV The corridors blurred as they dragged me through them. My footwear got lost at some point and bare feet slipped once against the cold floor, but the guards didn’t stop with their unyielding grip. The infamous punishment area was as cold and gruesome as I’d always imagined it, the air thick with a gag-inducing stench. My heart threatened to leap out of my mouth as the guards handed me over to the ones stationed there after telling my crime, their faces unreadable. “Tie her to it,” one of them ordered, motioning toward a wooden post near the wall. Old rope hung from it, stiff and stained with dried blood. No one had bothered to wash it. My chest tightened. “No, no—please, listen,” I began, my voice cracking despite myself. “I never meant for it to break. It was an accident a-and I can explain—.” The taller guard avoided my eyes, tying me up regardless. “Shut up and stop struggling.” The rough rope scraped against my wrists, biting into my skin as it tightened. I s
Cassia’s POV It still amazes me how I found myself straddling the King upon his bed, his arms loosely wrapped around my waist as he rested against the headboard, in the deep middle of the night. His lips trailed along the side of my neck, each kiss slow and deliberate, while my fingers moved throu
Cassia’s POV He looked at me again and asked that same irritating question.“You’re really not his recent hole?”“Last night’s recent, actually. But is that a problem?” I replied, my tone dripping with false sweetness.He looked as if I had just struck him. Without waiting for his reaction, I turn
Cassia’s POV Ever since I was little, I’ve hated being the center of attention. Now, it felt like I’d been thrown into the spotlight, tied to a chair and forced to accept the crowds scrutiny. As I cleaned the king’s room, I swallowed the knots in my throat to avoid crying. From the blood spots o
Cassia’s POV “It doesn’t heal later?” He asked, genuinely unaware. Lazily stroking my back in a up and down motion.“You can’t just break a human’s bone and expect it to heal immediately.”I told him.He had to be joking.We were cuddling, naked under the sheets, and I wasn’t sure how we got to thi






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