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Emily’s POV The sound of the table alarm jolted me awake. I rubbed the last traces of sleep from my eyes and yawned.Six a.m. sharp.I stretched lazily, grateful the butler had insisted on setting the alarm last night. I’d argued I used to wake before six, and honestly, I had. Every morning with my mother, I’d be up by five, helping prepare breakfast for the Ravenwoods.But today, for the first time in a long time, I overslept. The alarm had saved me. I must have been utterly exhausted yesterday.I swung my legs over the side of the bed, quickly changed into something comfortable, and made my way to the kitchen.According to the butler’s instructions, the Lycan King eats exactly at nine, right after his morning training. He’d given me a list of rules for the king’s meals, and I carefully jotted everything down to remember.His only regular breakfast was a vegetable omelette, served with a few side dishes and a cup of hot black coffee.A warm smile spread across my face as I recalled

Emily’s POV My body felt frozen, as though I’d been locked inside a freezer for hours. Everything was numb—my limbs, my chest, even my thoughts—ever since the Lycan King collapsed.When the royal doctor arrived, Theodore asked me to step outside. I stood there helplessly, staring at the closed doors, not knowing whether he was alive or dying.Minutes later, the butler approached. The guards opened the door, allowing him inside. A moment later, he came back and stared at me.“Emily,” he said sharply, panic flashing across his face. “Why would you make such a terrible mistake? You nearly killed the king.”“I didn’t…” I started, my voice shaking. “I swear I didn’t put anything harmful in his food…”“You added garlic to his meal,” he snapped. “I gave you a list of everything His Majesty is allergic to. Why would you do that?”My mind spun. He had mentioned the King's allergies yesterday, but garlic? I couldn’t remember him saying garlic. He spoke so fast, and I’d been so overwhelmed by t

Emily’s POV My brow creased.“What… what do you want to show me?”Audacity or stupidity—I wasn’t sure which had driven the question. But I needed answers. I couldn’t let my life remain entirely at his mercy.“Tomorrow,” he said, standing. “I’ll see you then.”He walked into his room without another glance. I swallowed and carried the dirty dishes out of his suite and into the kitchen.“The Lycan King said you’re taking up the role of his personal maid?” the butler said the moment I stepped in, barely giving me time to set the dishes on the counter.I spun to him. “Personal maid? He never mentioned that.”The butler stared at me like I’d said something foolish. “He mindlinked me a few minutes ago.”I frowned, trying to piece it together. “But… he only told me I’d be cleaning his room. Not that I’d be his personal maid.”“It’s the same thing,” the butler said. “No one is allowed to enter the king’s bedroom except his personal maid. He dismissed the former one, and appointed you.”He pa

Emily’s POV Rosaline shoved me back, and I hit the ground hard. My butt took the brunt, but I scrambled up immediately, refusing to stay down. With my fists clenched, I braced myself for whatever waited behind that voice.“Give me one reason why I shouldn’t end your life for touching my mate!” Adrian growled.His mate?He had the nerve to use that word like he knew what it meant. Like I wasn’t the fated mate he rejected and shattered. Rosaline was just a choice. A replacement!Fine. He’d asked a question, and I had plenty of poison for an answer.“And give me one damn reason why you or your parents deserve to breathe at all,” I shot back.Pain exploded across my cheek. My head snapped to the side as the force rang through my skull, white-hot and blinding.“I see the Lycan King didn’t handle you well enough,” Adrian snarled. “Your tongue still works.”His eyes glowed, shifting between his human color and his wolf’s. I knew what that meant.Rosaline let out a mocking scoff, her eyes r

Malric’s POV The girl lifted her head, trembling. I tried to speak, but the searing pain cut through my chest again. “Hmmm!” I clenched my teeth, forcing it down.It was the side effect of the role reversal with Damian. I hadn’t brought the potion, so I had to leave on time.“Are you fine, my king?” the alpha asked. I ignored him.“You,” I said, turning back to the girl. I allowed a sliver of mercy, only because she was the daughter of the former Alpha.“For one full month, you will clean the pack’s farm,” I continued. “No gloves. No assistance. You will handle the animal waste with your bare hands.”She broke down in tears.Before I stepped away, I called the omega who had rushed over earlier to report to me.“Sonia, right?”She lowered her head immediately. “Sophia, my king,” she corrected carefully.I cleared my throat, dismissing the correction. I wasn’t one for names, unless they mattered.“Alright,” I said instead. “You’re promoted to chief of the Omegas.”Her eyes widened in