Chapter 15 || STRIP

" Who is guarding our territory, Skol?"

The question made Skol's face stiff. King Fredrick had never asked for this. The security system was always guarded by him alone. The king believed him so much that he never bothered to ask. Skol replied with a fake smile, watching the king sitting back in his office chair,

" It's me, alone, my king. We have a few more warriors to guard the territory. Is it something worrying you, my king?"

Fredrick merely looked down at the files in his hands. After reading Skol's face, he replied with a calm smile,

" Nothing. Recently I have taken back control of King Lucerys's kingdom. We need more protection, Skol. I hope you are doing it right."

Skol sighed in relief inside. He replied firmly, not showing any reaction on his face,

" Sure! I will recruit more members for the territory."

The words barely slipped his mouth as Kendrick added with a sly smile,

" Perfect but I have someone in my mind. Let my wild Lycans guard the area for a while. The kings should know my power."

Skol narrowed his eyes at his words. Before today, Fredrick had never doubted his security system. But he couldn't question him as well since he was the king and had a say in everything. Skol only nodded his head and left with a mutter, hiding the disappointment behind his face,

" As you wish, Your Highness!"

Skol left without another word. As soon as he left, the smile on Fredrick's face significantly dropped. He raised himself from the chair, his eyes darkening gradually. As his thoughts wandered on his past life and the torture that he went through, the veins in his body pulsed in rage. He walked to the quiet corridor to take a deep breath and then spotted something in the other corridor. Although the distance between the two corridors was too long, he could see that his new mistress was talking to a guy from the training warriors. He couldn't hear them talking but the smile on her face said that he did something sweet.

On the other side, Everett had no idea that she was being watched. She thanked Ryan before proceeding to do her work, keeping the ointment hidden on her waist.

The night sank deeper in the Lycan Castle. In her little room, Everett was alone today as her maid roommate had gone to meet her parents in the other village. She put the ointment out and saw the yellow liquid. Looking down at her bruises, a small bitter smile carved on her lips. She always wanted love but her fate never compelled her. After getting rid of her bully family, she was once again trapped by other bullies.

The door of her room burst open suddenly, almost leaving her scared to her wit. Snapping her head up, she saw the head maid grimacing, her voice coming out icy and cold,

" Get up. The king is asking for you!"

All the warmth and peace that Everett felt disappeared from her mind. She looked solemn and reluctant. The head of the maid saw through her mind and reacted instantly,

" How dare you... still sitting... It's already your fortune that the king has asked for you. You are still having doubts?"

Everett shook her head numbly and stood up to follow the maid, mumbling at her response,

" No...I am going...I...I was.. just surprised.."

Everett started following the head maid, her heart pounding so hard that she could hear them in the darkest corridor. She recalled his dirty words. As much as she hated being with him on his bed, a part of her mind was tempted. The head maid kept smirking in her mind. She didn't even bother to ask Everett to change her dress. It was a basic etiquette to present a mistress in a nice dress. But the head maid hated her from the beginning. She hated the fact that Everett had a princess status even though she had become a slave now.

The head maid stopped in front of the king's chamber, saying loudly in a shrill voice,

" Get inside. His Highness is inside."

Everett stepped in awkwardly. She wondered why the king summoned her at this late hour. She pushes the door to see his silhouette, facing the open window. She announced her presence, giving a bow,

" Your Highness! You... asked for me?"

Frederick turned to face the girl, his gaze landing on the bruises around her hands. He could see the yellow ointment gleaming on her skin. He wanted to avoid such insignificant incidents but his lycan inside wasn't letting him in peace. Fredrick slowly walked to sit on his couch. Spreading his legs lazily, he commanded her, staring into her eyes deeply,

" Crawl to me!"

Everett sighed heavily inside. It didn't matter to her anymore since he did it once already. She dropped to her knees to walk closer to him. As soon as she was close to him, her hair was yanked back surprisingly. She heard his deep agonizing voice on her face,

" Why do you smell like man, my mistress? Hmm?"

Confusion sparked in her eyes before she remembered the great-smelling ability of a lycan. Her face went pale to realize the mistake she had made. Still, Everett tried to explain, her lips trembling in fear,

" My king...I...I don't understand..."

She couldn't put the boy's life in danger. In her words, the color of Fredrick's eyes drastically changed. He yanked her clothes down from her shoulder to ask in a deep voice,

" Which part of your body didn't use that little shit? Tell me, Slave Everett Quintrell."

All the goosebumps appeared on her skin on his suggestive words. He knew it! How could he know it when she didn't breathe a word to anyone?

She gulped hard in fear, muttering her answer in a weak voice,

" Every.. everywhere.."

Fredrick clenched his jaw hard, his eyes hardening slowly. Pushing her jaw aside, he ordered with a growl, his lycan screaming to push out,

" STRIP NOW! HERE!"