The Lycan Prince Maid

“Chief steward, apologies for keeping you waiting. I’m glad you honored our pack!”I heard my so-called father say as he approached a wiry-looking man with gaunt but stern features. His stance showed he was probably someone to be respected, especially with the way my father was currying favor towards him.“Well… Alpha Hane, I do not have much time to spend here. You sent a message that you have something good for the palace this year?” he asked, but it was more of a statement.My father had ignored me, concentrating on the steward like his life depended on it, even though I was dragged by boss Dane to this waiting room.The steward was eyeing me on the side like I was prime meat, ever since my father and I entered; I can guess from the cynical expression on his face that he was weighing whether I was worth the effort of his coming.“Oh yes, chief steward.”My father moved close to me. “I am offering my dearest daughter to the royal palace this year. She has been specially tutored and

Opportunities truly come, just that only the prepared get to use them.My desire to escape didn’t match up with the preparedness that I needed, but I didn’t know that then.“The palace will host a soirée tonight, it’s the Queen’s orders. Every maid is expected to help.”“Even me?” I asked, eyebrows arching.“Especially you,” Mary grimaced. “The queen insists everyone works. You will be assisting with the main hall prep. Think of it as…another punishment.”Wonderful, I thought, at least I would have more opportunities to look around instead of just staying in the kitchen. Who knows if I could find a much better means to escape.As I worked with the other maids, different scents drifted from roasted meats, soups drenched in sweet wines; the kitchen was alive like a beehive.“You look exhausted,” Mary added.I shot her a look. “We get five hours of sleep, Mary.”“That’s a luxury here,” she whispered.When Peter barked orders again, Mary moved away, leaving me alone with mountains of dish

Gina POVWe were kept busy all through the queen’s event. Lila kept snapping like a she-wolf in heat. Maybe she is in heat. Who knows, with these Lycans, I don’t have much understanding of their biological makeup.By evening, the nobles invited by the royals had wined and dined, and my encounter with the prince had become a passing tale, or so I thought.Before I could slip away to rest after the soirée, I was caught in a corner of the servants’ hallway.“So, you are the one who disrespected the prince today?” a maid, whom I didn’t recognize, said while her eyes stared at me with disgust. She is obviously a maid based on her clothing, and another one, obviously her underling, stood with her, blocking my likely escape route.Maid 2 spoke: “Lena, she is not worth your time; obviously, she will be dying soon after she has offended the prince.”"Shut up, Fiona! She wasn’t punished then, so who will now?"Keep your head down, Gina, breathe in and out, observe, and give no reply till you fi

I could not move my limbs, and I felt drained...“She is so weak, just take her back,” Madam Istrell said in disgust, turned around, and left me with a guard.The guard carried me on his shoulder like a bag, lifting me effortlessly out of the room. I noticed Lila stayed behind. Probably to clean up evidence of the crime, but I cannot think too much because my brain feels like mush, and my body seems to be misaligning.A bone-wearing feeling washed all over. Before I knew it, they had found my room and dumped me on the bed like discarding a cargo.The guard turned and left, slamming the door shut. He offered no care, a medical check or apology. Absolutely nothing, these wolves are ruthless.I lie there for a long time, staring at the cracked ceiling, chest rising and falling too fast. My nerves were screaming in pain, and the night was unnecessarily quiet, but as I tried to drift off to numb myself, my senses seemed to heighten. I heard footsteps three corridors away and noted a smell l

Caleb POVI could not sleep, not even when everywhere had gone silent; my sense of unease was strong, and Trey was restless, he wanted a run or just to find that little maid we met earlier.I ignored him, the maid was just a human, no matter how she smelled so divine, and his eyes drew me in. I will not allow myself to start what I cannot finish.The rules were there for a reason, and I, Caleb, prince of the Lycans, intend to keep and uphold them even if they don’t sit well with me always. Breaking them could mean losing the structure the royals before me have fought for: the fragile peace we've managed to maintain, the trust of those who rely on my leadership, and, most daunting, the place I have secured within my own. Even when duty suffocates, fear of the chaos that could ensue should I falter is a much heavier burden to bear.After tossing all night, I had to do one thing I knew would help. I removed my clothes, stood in my own skin, transformed and jumped from the balcony into