The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation novel Chapter 204

---- 204.

DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH him.

SIGRID As if I didn't know he'd been notified the moment I crossed through the gates.

I only wish to serve you with the best, my lady.

I wouldve had your rose bath ready and your favorite dinner, he bowed his head slightly, but his sharp eyes couldn't stop drifting to the companion behind my back.

Is he anew slave? he finally asked as I removed my gloves.

Yes.

I want him fed, given a good, comfortable room, and since you're so concerned, order my things to be prepared, I instructed, handing him the leather gloves.

Right away, Miss Electra, he bowed, but I saw his face shift to arrogance as he turned toward Silas.

You, come with me to the slave quarters! he barked at him.

I would give orders to improve the lives of Electras slaves, but I couldn't free them yet without raising suspicion.

At least theyd be spared this harpys harassment.

Silas would be better here than with Lucrecia.

He'd eat proper meals, sleep peacefully, and no one would force him into sex.

It was the best I could do for him until I could free him before I left, because Silas knew some of my secrets, and I was afraid he'd talk ---- Iwas heading straight to my room, but something pulled at me from behind, like a chain tied to my chesta gaze so intense it bordered on absolute madness.

Then I turned my head and saw him; he hadn't moved from his spot and was just watching me, watching me, watching me...

That golden eye seemed to say so many things, and I even glanced at the other side of the mask covering his cursed eye.

I felt the weight of his darkness calling to me, insistently.

What do you think you're doing, looking your lady in the face?! Follow me to your place! He didn't obey Grimm.

He didn't take a single step, stubbornly standing exactly where I'd left him.

Insolent!! SMACK.

I reacted to the loud slap across his face.

The mask fell to the ground, almost cracking, and a thin line of blood trickled from his mouth.

Yet Silas didn't movehe just kept staring into my eyes.

Damn deformed slave! stop! I shouted when Grimm raised his hand to strike him again.

The fact that hed hurt him made my blood boil.

Not even I had laid a finger on him, let alone him.

---- Driven by visceral rage, I gripped the whip, raised it with all my strength, and lashed Grimm's face once, twice, three times like I was possessed.

M-My lady... he clutched his face, now covered in bleeding wounds, staring at me in disbelief and shock.

Who the hell do you think you are to strike whats mine?! I roared, furious.

If I were in my own body, my wolf canines wouldve already shown.

I-I was only doing my job...

Your job is to do what I tell you! To make sure my orders are followed, and I don't recall asking you to hit him! I stepped forward, pressing the tip of the whip against his chin, where blood dripped down, the powerful aura of a witch crushing his hybrid energy to the ground without mercy.

His body trembled imperceptibly.

I'm sick of you, Grimm.

Don't push your luck, or I'll rip your head off in one swift move, and no one will be able to save you can assure you of that.

The vicious words hissed through my clenched teeth, his erratic eyes darting away from my murderous glare.

Crawl into your little hole like the rat you are, and I don't want to see you for a long time.

And if I hear you've whipped my slaves again, ll tear your arms off.

I cracked the whip beside him, and he hurried off with quick steps, ---- My lady ordered me to show her my wounds, he responded calmly.

I didn't know if it was the filter of my desire, but his voice sounded in my earserotic, magnetic, and hoarse, like he was aroused too.

---- from the trip.

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