VIOLETTE. A week passed on a whim. During that time, I tried so hard to adjust to my current situation that I was trapped in the lycan’s land until an undetermined time, which was nearly close to forever to me. My conversation with Noah last week helped me navigate myself better. Now I knew better who I should avoid and be friends with. Sadly, only a few people I could try to get close to. The enemies, however, were so many that I couldn’t remember their names. The list of names that I made sure to remember was Nash, Herta, Rendall, Olivia, and Flora. I hadn’t met with all of them, but I wasn’t sure about Olivia being an enemy. She seemed like a sweet type that, unfortunately, got into the wrong crowds. But, just to ensure my safety, I ended up avoiding all of them like the plague. I also learned about this land, which by the way, was The Kingdom of Rasha; unlike in human land where each territory was called a town or village, in this place, each territory was claimed by packs. And

VIOLETTE “Then let the hunt begin.” The people cheered after hearing Nash’s words. I was expecting them to enter the forest after Nash was done with his speech, but several of them still socialized with each other. Then I saw Killian go to Nash. They exchanged hugs and talked with each other like friends. I presume Killian was Nash’s person. “Do you think Killian will tell The King about my scent?” I whispered carefully. “Maybe. But there is a high possibility that he won’t. From the way I see him, Killian won’t blabber anything that he isn’t sure of.” Noah replied, his gaze lingered on Lady Barlow, who ambled her way towards us. When Lady Barlow stopped before Noah, I, like a good slave, bowed to her and kept my gaze on the ground. Afraid that my behavior would anger her again. “I see your slave is behaving well.” Lady Barlow uttered. “Lift your head.” Following her instruction, I looked up, founding that Lady Barlow’s gaze still emitted the same disgust as before. After observ

VIOLETTE. Silence fell upon us. I couldn’t speak at all after hearing Luna Olivia’s words. I knew it was coming, but I still didn’t know how to answer her request. As a lower class, I couldn’t possibly reject her request, nor could I accept her. Luna Olivia suddenly chortled, and she hurriedly covered her mouth and apologized. “You don’t have to be scared. I won’t use it against him.” She said calmly. “I have never met Noah before, so I was hoping the information you give would help me know him better.” I only bobbed my head in response. Still refusing to give her a direct answer. “You are a loyal slave, aren’t you? He is lucky to have you.” “That’s how a slave treats their master, Luna Olivia. There is nothing special about me being loyal.” “How about this, I’ll let you think for a week. After that, I want to hear your answer.” Inched closer to my position, Luna Olivia grabbed my hands and stared at me with hopeful eyes. “I desperately need your help, Violette.” Her eyes watere

VIOLETTE. Three days. It had been three days since the last time I heard from and saw Noah. It had been that long since I began living in pure torture. Each day Mrs. Opiana and her people would gift another wound on my body. The luxuries I had tasted with Noah suddenly felt like a dream away. “Are you okay? I think you should take a day off, Violette.” Diana said. “I don’t want to get beaten again. My body can’t handle more punishment.” I replied, dragging the sack to a storage room. “You are pushing yourself too hard. I’m afraid you’d pass out.” “That’s good. Mrs. Opiana will let me rest if I lose my consciousness.” Diana sighed, letting me win. We worked together until the sun finally set. Unfortunately, I didn’t pass out even after getting so much workload. But at least today, I didn’t cross paths with Beatrice, Gina, or Mrs. Opiana. That alone was already a blessing. “You are going to stay again, right?” Diana handed me a wet cloth. “Hmm. Thank you.” “I’ll see you in thir

VIOLETTE.My eyes snapped open slowly after feeling my back being kissed numerous times. My mind was still in a haze as I took in my surrounding.No more wooden and old wall, the bed was soft, my body was covered with a warm and comfortable blanket, and most importantly, someone was showering me with many kisses. That alone proved I wasn’t in the slave quarters anymore.Rubbing my eyes, my head jerked to the right, and I found Noah smiling at me. My pupils grew larger. No. Not because of his insanely handsome figure but because he flaunted his bare chest to me. That was a great way to start my morning.“Morning.” Noah stroked my hair. “Feeling better?”I put my face on the pillow, covering my heated cheeks.“Wear your clothes, Noah,” I ordered, still not wanting to look straight at him.“What for? I will take a bath later, so there is no need for clothes.”“At least cover your body with something. It’s too early, and you are already dirtying my eyes.”“Your eyes or mind, my dear?”Not