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Chapter 25: The Slave’s Defiance
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Veya POVThe doors to the great hall towered before me like the jaws of some ancient beast, ready to devour anyone who dared hesitate.I stood there, trembling. My palms were slick with sweat, my breath lodged painfully in my chest.Black stone carved with wolves rose high above me. Torches along the walls threw restless shadows that seemed to judge.The dark work uniform the king had given me weighed heavily on my shoulders, forcing my spine straight. The royal sigil on my chest gleamed coldly whenever the light struck it, like a reminder that none of this truly was mine.“Look forward.” The voice was low, absolute.Rael stood close at my side. His royal garments were layered and flawless, draping his body as if the world itself had learned how to obey him. The ruby crown on his head caught the torchlight, glowing like liquid blood. His Lycan aura pressed into my chest, making my knees nearly buckle and igniting a dangerous flame deep inside me.His hand closed around my wrist. Just
Traded to the Lycan King After Rejection Chapter 27: The Challenge
Veya POV“We’ve heard you’re the top student this year. Therefore, the council wishes to offer you a position within the palace.”The paper slid slowly across the old wooden table, stopping right at the tips of my fingers. The scent of black ink was sharp, almost biting. The elderly man across from me laced his fingers together. His gray eyes appraised me with the casual disdain nobles wore so easily.“This is a golden opportunity,” he said, flat and firm.I drew a slow breath. “I work in the kitchens every morning. In the afternoon, I attend school.” My gaze stayed on the paper, not his face. “I can’t leave—”“Starting tomorrow, you won’t be assisting in the kitchens anymore.” A small smile lifted the corner of his mouth. Not a kind one. “Your focus will be studying and working for the palace.”My hand clenched the fabric of my skirt on instinct. My nails bit into my palm until it stung. “But—”“Our king has given his approval this morning.” He slipped another sheet of paper atop the
Traded to the Lycan King After Rejection Chapter 26: A Slave’s Future Plans
Rael POVThat afternoon was heavy with the scent of chalk dust and old paper. I stood in the corner of the corridor, dressed as a commoner for disguise. Through the narrow gap of the classroom door, my gaze locked onto a single figure.She stood before the blackboard, posture straight. Her soft brown hair fell neatly down her back, a small flower clip restraining a few unruly strands.The pink, lace-trimmed uniform draped gently over her beautiful body. Her eyes moved between the board and her classmates with a piercing intensity.Veya looked different outside the palace. Especially when she explained tax calculation. Her firm voice and that quiet confidence made her all the more extraordinary.“If the tax rate is raised by two percent, the kingdom’s revenue will increase without suffocating small merchants. The key is distribution, not extortion,” she said.A noble tilted his head, a mocking smile curving his lips. “A sweet opinion. But naïve.”“Your argument ignores inflation variab
Traded to the Lycan King After Rejection Chapter 25: The Slave’s Defiance
Rael POVI slammed the carved wooden door so hard the walls trembled.Veya turned.The simple brown cloth that had never deserved to cling to her body lay crumpled on the floor. She stood naked beside the bed—too calm for someone who had stirred chaos at dawn.The marks of my bite from last night were still red on her skin. Her slim waist curved in a way that begged for violence. Her beautiful breasts rose and fell with shallow breaths. Brown hair spilled down her back in wild disarray. Yet it wasn’t her body that made me want to tear something apart first.It was her eyes.That greenish-gray gaze lacked its usual light.“Why did you leave the room?” I asked. The scent of wildflowers drifting from her skin made the beast in my throat claw to be unleashed. “I forbade you to step outside before I call you.”“Queen Nerissa—”“Enough.” I pointed at her. “I am the king of this palace. My authority stands above everyone. Including the queen.”Veya lifted her chin. “I can't refuse Queen Neri
Traded to the Lycan King After Rejection Chapter 24: The Queen’s Subtle Threat
Veya POV“Her Majesty commands your presence.”I nodded and followed in silence. My body still felt heavy—weighted by a night spent too full of touches that hadn’t yet released me.I had cleaned myself as thoroughly as I could. Still, traces of the King lingered, as though my body hadn’t entirely returned to being mine.The moment the main doors of the central building opened, the world seemed to change color.The air was fresher. Clean white walls softened with peach-toned details. Morning light reflected off perfectly arranged furnishings. The Queen’s wing felt deliberately crafted to erase the shadows of the King’s dark pavilion.My quiet awe shattered when the silence pressed against my chest.The gazes of noblewomen lingered too long as I passed. Teacups paused halfway to painted lips. Whispers slipped through fingers that barely tried to hide them. Their eyes swept over my body, then lowered, judging my steps.I knew exactly what they saw.A slave, walking with a balance not qui
Traded to the Lycan King After Rejection Chapter 23: After the Moment of Lovemaking
Veya POV“Ah—Your Majesty…”His low growl answered my gasp, wild and saturated with satisfaction. “Clever little thing,” he murmured between heavy breaths. “You learn fast how to ruin your king.”I smiled through my uneven breathing. Our bodies were still joined in a softness that felt almost unreal. No roughness. No demands. Just a slow rhythm that bound us together.His kiss wasn’t hurried. His lips traced my jaw, then returned to claim my mouth. His palm wandered over my skin with a dangerous patience, as if tonight he wanted to memorize every detail he usually took without hesitation.“Look at you,” he whispered, his thumb stroking my cheek. “So responsive. So eager.” His voice was low, praise that burned. “Your body sings for me.”My forehead rested against his. I could feel his warm breath, laced with that cinnamon scent that always made my knees weak.“Your Majesty,” I whispered. “You’re… so big.”His thumb continued its slow, possessive caress along my cheek. “And you are the
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