FLEKI The maid’s hateful confession was enough to prove to me that she had no idea how many maids had been brought in after they’d watched their families and entire lives being uprooted by my various conquests, so why on earth did she think her case was special enough to give her the guts to expert revenge? After I’d told her where she was headed because she’d dared to stage an assassination attempt against me, I didn't care for what other thing she had to say neither did I care for how long she’d be tortured afterward so I left for my room, all that bullshit was enough drama to last me for a millennium. I headed for my room to unwind after the unbelievably annoying day I’d had, and the gods had answered my prayers swiftly because as soon as I opened the door I was met with Lustre’s fucking hot body as she leaned against the wall beside my bed, she knew she could only seat on my bed if I let her and it was good to know she remained obedient to that. However, as soon as she dragged

LUSTREMy hands shivered slightly at my sides as everywhere became full of hateful whispers, I already knew that most of the workers— especially the maids, hated my guts because of how much Alpha Fleki was fond of me and they didn't waste a second to say spiteful things about me immediately I'd challenged him.Reid's eyes were already trained on me, but he briefly looked away and whispered something into the elder's ear and she also looked directly at me the instant he took his lips away from her ears. I let my eyes meet both of theirs and I didn't flinch from their stares because I was certain that in the real sense, I'd done absolutely nothing wrong and my actions were completely justifiable.While the place remained rowdy, I could still feel anger and grief coursing through my veins as I watched the guards carry Bertha's body away. I hoped she'd be buried respectfully despite having died as a traitor so that she could find peace in the afterlife, but I knew that the chances of that

FLEKII couldn't get the image of Lustre’s mortified expressions when she’d opposed me for having Bertha killed out of my head. She’d looked at me like she’d only just realized the lengths I’d go to ascertain my dominance and reignite fear in the hearts of everyone, and she was suddenly disgusted that I’d go as far as taking the life of someone whose entire family I’d murdered mercilessly.I've never cared about how a woman regarded me, I’ve never given the slightest fuck about how a woman looked at me in disdain, and I’d most definitely never cared about the emotions of a woman that was nothing but a fucking plaything to me. So, why on earth did it bother me that Lustre didn't approve of my decision to have Bertha executed?It baffled me for the rest of the day and as much as I wanted to, I couldn't quite shake off the nagging feeling that Lustre was somewhere angry at me. But I convinced myself that it was just how entrancing and enticing her body was that made me wonder what she’d

LUSTREThe melody of Mimi's hums filled the room as I got ready for another evening with the Elder, Mimi's hums were always calming and she did it absentmindedly most of the time."What song is this, Mimi?" I asked softly she turned to face me with a smile."Oh, It's a traditional song for mating rituals from my pack." She explained and I nodded, no wonder it appealed to my wolf as well as myself."It's beautiful." My compliment made her smile grow bigger in seconds."Thank you." She responded and continued humming, this time she swayed to the rhythm as well.As soon as I'd gotten changed from the outfit I'd served dinner in that had little stains on it, I searched for my notepad where I'd written the short story I'd planned to read for the elder. On subsequent evenings, we'd stuck to reading her books and ancient tales of werewolf origins and the likes.However, the last evening I read to her, I playfully stated that I'd gotten a little weary of repeating ancient werewolf tales becau

Lustre’s POV I’d been having a rather pleasant day because I wasn't burdened without as much chorus es as the other maids, and like you’d expect, most of the maids detested me because I wasn’t being given as much duties as they’d had to shoulder but I wasn't one to give a fuck about how they regarded me. All my life, I've had to fight my way through every situation and so I took whatever opportunities were thrown way, especially if they’d make life easier for me. And in this case, Alpha Fleki’s fondness for me definitely made my life in hell’s hall a tad bit more tolerable by having way less duties than I should’ve so I welcomed it without caring what names the other maids called me. However, halfway through my day, a guard came to inform me that Alpha Fleki’s personal tailor would be arriving later in the evening and that I’d be sent for immediately he arrived so that I could get measured for the dress I’d wear to the ball as Alpha Fleki’s date. I wasn’t in the least bit excited t