4- Marked By The Lycan's Gaze

Maera 

Krishna took me to a huge wooden door. Before she could knock, the door swung open as two guards dragged out a dead woman's body.

“Another one,” Krishna muttered. “These young girls just don't learn.”

We walked into the huge room filled with antique decorations. 

“Queen mother,” She said, bending her knee almost to the floor while she bowed her head.

“Kneel,” Krishna raked at me.

I quickly took both knees to the floor with my head bowed, not daring to look up to whoever was the Queen-mother.

No reply came as we remained in our position, not moving an inch.

“So this is the girl my son's saved,” a voice spoke. 

It sounded deep and cold. But above all, I could feel an enormous amount of power resonating from her. It made Astari shiver.

“Rise girl, let me see your face,” she ordered. Her voice ran through me, forcefully pulling me up from the ground before I could even react to it.

I turned slightly to my side, shocked to see Krishna still on bended knee with her head bowed down. Then I returned my gaze back to the woman.

My jaws came apart at first sight.

I had imagined the Queen Mother to be some sort of hideous and grotesque-looking woman. But I had met the complete opposite of it.

She stood tall as her royal blue gown flooded the floor, adorned with a diamond necklace and bangles. Her eyes were like a maze, with a flickering colour of green. I was almost lost in them.

She had an oval-looking face, clear with no spots, with long eyelashes and green and black hair that fell over her shoulder. Although she had aged, she was the most beautiful woman I had ever set my eyes on.

“You can leave now Krishna,” she said, her voice cold and dark. “I'll call you when I need you.”

I was shocked that anyone could talk to Krishna that way. Though she looked fierce, she was also a servant like me.

Krishna left without saying a word, leaving my fate in the hands of the Queen mother.

“Pretty,” she said. “And what is your name?” 

“Maera, your Majesty,” I responded. 

“Ah Meara,” she said, slowly approaching me.

I could feel that raw and untamed power coursing through her veins with each step she took closer to me. Everything in me screamed and begged me to run away from her, this room, from Vargthorn in total. But I held my ground, peacefully embracing what was to come.

“My sons require a maid,” she said. “The last maid had tried poisoning them with an aphrodisiac, just to sleep with them, but as you can see, it did not end well with her.”

She continued. “I chose you because they saved you, so it is only right to repay their kindness by serving them.”

“Do the right thing, and you'll stay long here in the castle. You might even get a promotion.”

“But do the wrong thing,” she barked. “You'll wish for a swift death.”

“Have no doubt,” she said. “I knew you would wake up. You have a fighting spirit. Let's hope for all our sake, my guts are right.”

With that, she ordered for Krishna. 

“Take Maera to each of their chambers.”

Krishna nodded without a reply. I could tell she was shaking from the inside out. Aside from what I had heard about the Queen mother, I had seen no real threat about her.

We left her chamber immediately. We climbed up the stairs, heading for their chambers.

We got closer to the first door on the left. I could feel the power coming from behind it. Astari whined in submission. It took me everything to remain on my feet. To fight that urge for total submission. 

Krishna knocked on the door before pulling the handles and letting herself in. I followed behind her.

The room was larger than that of the Queen mother with two quarters. The one where we stood, and an inner chamber where weird noises were coming from. 

I glanced at the slightly opened doors and saw three naked girls lying on a huge bed, chatting and touching themselves in private areas. Then that scent hit me.

“Lord Korran,” Krishna said. I turned my gaze immediately to see her on bended knee, and I immediately followed suit.

“Krishna, who have you brought before me,” said the deep, masculine voice in front of us. His tone bore power, one I had never felt. Astari could feel it. She had already submitted. 

I lifted up my eyes to see who was standing before me. And to the goddess…

He stood tall. Taller than the Queen and very muscular. White-silvery hair that fell over his shoulders. Red eyes that had a death in them. A strong jawline face that made him distinguishable and beautiful. And a statue for a body—firm and strong. 

He had a particular scent that made me drip with intense desires. That musky undertone smell of red wine, with a little touch of blood. It made him desirous and disastrous at the same time. Above all else, he stood naked before us.

I lowered my gaze below his waist. I let a lump of saliva down my throat when I saw his huge, long, and semi-erect cock. I had always wondered why girls wanted to seduce the Alphas, but now I clearly understood that it wasn't their fault. 

My gaze returned back to Krishna as she stared at me with death in her eyes. Then her words resounded again in my mind.

“You seduce the Lycans, I'll have your head.”

“Forgive me, your Majesty. I never meant to look at you that way,” I said immediately, bringing my head down to the floor after realising what I had done.

He moved closer to me. I could feel the heat surging from him. The power was unlike any other. But I remained in my position, daring not to raise my head.

“And do you like what you've seen?” He said, breathing down his Lycan power on me.

I shivered. My body all pulsed, aching me to reply with a yes. But I fought it with all the willpower in me.

“No, your Majesty,” I responded. “It's a mistake that will never repeat itself again.”

He scoffed. 

“Interesting,” he said. “I knew there was something about you when we rescued you.”

“Mother made the right choice making you our maid.”

“Take her to my brothers. I'd like to see how she fares against them.”

With that, we bowed and left the room. Once outside, I let out a sigh of relief. Krishna stared at me with a warning look as she proceeded to walk to the other side of the hallway.

I had hoped the other Lycans would be less demanding and imposing than Lord Korran. Little did I know I was about to walk into a lion's den.