Dangerous Lycan: Claim Betrayed Luna’s Second Chance Mate

Caught up in having every bit of the food down my throat, I did not pause before reaching for a second glass of water. But surprisingly, as I turned, I realised the glass was empty. I glanced towards the study table there. I caught Ryan’s eyes briefly, but he quickly turned his gaze back to the papers on his study table.

The constant clings of my silverware against the dish filled the room and for once, I did not mind.

At that moment, as I ate up the carefully prepared meal, questions lingered in my mind. I yearned for answers as to what he intended to achieve by keeping me locked up in his chamber all day? He should just let me leave and maybe I would find a path through the woods that would lead me to my parents. But Ryan’s stubbornness had grown beyond and his words were firm and not minced as to what he wanted.

The once tastiness of the meal became entwined with the bitter aftertaste of uncertainty.

The seconds ticked away, echoing in the stillness of the room. The meal, initially a source of solace, transformed into a reminder of my predicament. The last morsel lingered on the plate, which was now like a symbol of the unanswered questions that hung in the air.

As I set the empty plate aside, the reality of my situation pressed heavily upon me. The room returned to its depressing silence. The nature of the evening routine reinforced the redundancy of my existence, increasing the sense of captivity that loomed over me. The night approached, and I was once again left to the confines of the dark room, the taste of the meal fading into memory. The unanswered questions lingered, creating a haunting backdrop to the solitude that enveloped me. The shackles, both physical and metaphorical, bound me to the uncertainty of what lay ahead in this mysterious and silent captivity.

“Hey,” I heard his voice beside me. As I turned to find him standing beside me with his arms outstretched towards me. Unexpectedly, he extended a second glass of water, catching me off guard. I had given up on getting another glass of drink for one night. I grabbed the cup swiftly and consumed the entire contents, wary that his generosity might be fleeting.

“Hey, slow down,” he urged, gently wiping away lingering food residue from the corners of my mouth. “It’s been months since I’ve relished a meal this satisfying. It tastes fantastic.”

“We’ve got the best cook in town. There’s more if you want,” he offered, a hint of hospitality in his tone.

“No, this chunk is just fine for me.” I scraped off the entire flesh and left the bones on the plate, the last piece I had kept on the plate all evening.

Soon he arrived back at his study table and returned back to my position lying chained to the bunk of the bed.

“Thank you so much for the meal, and for the second glass of water,” I echoed. But as usual he said nothing, the lights were too dim and a bit distant from me so I could not see his face to catch the expressions that had crept over it.

Even with the freezing sensation I got from lying bare on the ground, I still found it warm that Ryan had offered me food and an extra glass of water. I lay still watching in the dim lights with the rustle of old books as the only sound in the room and then slowly, my eyelids feel heavy as they drifted off to sleep.

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My weary eyes caught the warm rays as I opened them to catch the sun streaming through the window. Covered in the warmth of a soft blanket up to my chest which explained the reason why I had not shivered in the coolness of the bare ground.

Who was so kind enough to have thrown me a blanket?

Thoughts had begun to troop in as I walked out from where I laid, the chains fell from my wrist. Someone had truly been kind enough to want my freedom, I thought. I could not find him behind the study table as I had last seen him before I retired to sleep. I jerked as the chamber doors swung open and lady Ana walked in accompanied by other slaves who had buckets of water and brushes.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“Keep it over there,” she instructed. And the maids did as they had been told. I stood with my hands behind my back without a word as I watched them assemble the cleaning tools just in front of me. I did not need a seer to tell me what would happen next.

“You guys are dismissed,” she instructed the girls as they walked out of the room. I did not wait to be instructed as I got a hold of the bucket and the brush.

“Clara,” she called out to me and I turned towards her with a surprising stare.

“Yes, lady Ana,” I replied, awaiting a further instruction which did not come forth as soon as I had expected. Instead, she began her slow walk moving around me as if reading my thoughts from every inch of my body. I had always known that there was something awfully weird about her but could not decipher what could be behind her cold behaviour towards me.

“Ever since you were brought into this place you have caused nothing but havoc. You pay no heed to instructions at all. First it was your little stunt at the rice farm which pulled everyone’s attention to you. You went into the alpha king’s chambers even after you were told not to and you knew the consequences of your action. Or is it the incident in the kitchen? Petty thief taking what is meant for the nobles. You even tried to escape. But what is even more surprising is that Ryan still hasn’t had your head yet and I wonder why. You have somehow manipulated your way into his chambers.”

“To be locked in chains by his bunk? Away from the freedom of getting to see the sky and interact with the other slaves. Lady Ana, if you ask me, I would say that I do not deserve to be treated the way that I have been treated, especially in my condition.” I barked.

“You would not speak while I speak!”

“I’m sorry ma’am.”

“I am your superior. Do you have no manners? I see that you were not properly brought up but I will not rest until you know your place here.” She paused, moving closer to me as she whispered in my eyes, “I don’t know what plans you have up your sleeves but I will find out and I will not hesitate to bring you down. This time trust me, Ryan would have no other option than to have your head.”

She pulled away to a distance as she stood to further address me.

“Since you have somehow managed to get yourself into his personal chambers, you have been assigned to scrub the floors of every inch of his chambers. Every corner and every crevice should always be wiped clean. Make sure that you do not leave any part untouched or you would be severely punished but be warned, you better strive carefully or you might not have another chance to live.”

With those final words, she walked out of the chambers leaving me all alone inside. As soon as I could not see any inch of her back anymore, I settled on the bed as the weight of my belly had now increased and weighed heavily on my back. The aching sensation had somehow reached a certain level that I needed to be massaged. As there was no one around and no sight of Ryan returning anytime soon, I pressed on my back myself, easing my aching back from the stress of having to stand and sit all day and night. I had some more scrubbing to do. Even amid Lady Ana’s bitter words, I knew she was right. Ryan could be patiently waiting for the right time to strike hard on me when I would be very much vulnerable and defenceless that it would hit me hard like a rock jammed against my head.