Sebastian's POV Yetta's lips were as soft and sweet as honey, yet from that kiss, I tasted bitterness. The moment our lips touched, a complex mix of discontent, loneliness, and self-loathing welled up in my heart. Every second became unbearably long. I ended that kiss and turned to look in the direction of the path. When I glimpsed Charlotte's slender and resolute figure, I yearned to rush over and hold her tight in my arms. Why did I seek revenge on her when it was me who got hurt? "Because you're a fool!" my wolf, Taylor, suddenly sneered. He had been lurking in my mind, probing every subtle thought of mine. "Shut up, you bastard!" I retorted angrily. "Haven't you realized what a foolish mistake you've made? You love Charlotte, you want to hold her, kiss her, be with her, but you're too stubborn to admit your desire for her. What's more, to get back at her, you repeatedly got close to women you didn't love in front of her. She's suffering, and so are you. You're making me suff
In just a few days, Yetta rapidly lost weight. Emotional distress drained her energy and appetite. She barely ate enough to sustain her life each day, far from sufficient to support her daily training. Her weight dropped by three pounds, her cheeks grew gaunt, her eyes dimmed, and her skin lost its luster. At night, I retrieved the cleaned clothes from the laundry and brought them to Yetta's room. I knocked on the door and heard Yetta's slurred voice from inside.The room was pitch black, filled with the smell of alcohol. I fumbled for the switch on the wall, turned on the lights.Yetta was reclined on the couch, wearing a purple velvet slip nightgown with one strap slipping off her right shoulder, revealing a bit of cleavage. Her hair was disheveled, her cheeks slightly flushed, and she held a bottle of alcohol in her right hand. Empty bottles were scattered on the floor."Come here," she squinted and beckoned me."Oh my goodness! How much have you drunk?" I exclaimed."Just a littl
He grabbed a piece of paper from the table, crumpled it into a ball, and hurled it at me. I sidestepped to dodge it. My chest was filled with anger. You jerk! I cursed in my heart. "Sorry, Alpha King," I said, feigning to be calm. "I have to report to you that Miss Yetta has been in a bad mood lately." "So what?" he sneered, squinting at me. "You should entertain her, that's what you, as a maid, should do." "You are the one she's troubled about," I explained. He furrowed his brow, lips tight. "For the past half month, you haven't met her once. She's lovesick, sad every day, seeking solace in alcohol. You shouldn't..." "What shouldn't I do?" he snapped. "You shouldn't treat her this way. I'm asking you to spend more time with her," I replied. "Are you joking? You want me to spend more time with her? You're quite the character. I dare say no one would beg their mate to cuckold them as you do," he squeezed out the word 'cuckold' between his teeth. The mocking smile disappeared f
Sebastian’s POV Damn the fucking mate bond! Charlotte is so irresistible! Her beautiful eyes, her pouty lips, her sweet scent of jasmine, and her soft skin lingered in my mind. I was immersed in the beautiful dream she wove for me, unwilling to wake up. The world without her is just a meaningless void. Yetta walked in, took a seat in front of the desk, and rambled. Not a single word reached me. I was missing Charlotte. I longed for her, and I hadn't had enough of her. The burning desire left me restless. Yetta, still chattering away, while rage surged in my heart. Damn Yetta, she ruined my good mood! Yeta knocked on the desk to get my attention. "May I have your attention?" she asked, glaring at me. I snapped back to reality, and with a slightly apologetic smile, I said, "Sorry, I was lost in thought. Can you repeat what you said?" "I heard you've been quite busy lately, and I'd like to help out. Is there anything I can do for you?" She said this with a hint of shyness. "Thank y
"I...I didn't," I stuttered, sounding extremely guilty."Is that so?" She raised an eyebrow, clearly not entirely convinced. "Why was your face so red when you came out of Sebastian's office that morning?"Oh no, my lemonade excuse didn't seem to have dispelled her suspicions. My heart pounded as I struggled to find a reasonable explanation for my unnatural behavior."You can't come up with an answer?" she pressed, her eyes narrowing, like a leopard fixated on its prey."N-n-no, I was just... I was just remembering the situation," I waved my hand, nervously swallowing, offering a feeble explanation, "Sebastian... I mean, Alpha King called me into his office. I was nervous at the time. I hold Alpha King in great awe. Meeting him alone made me very anxious."I bluffed. If she didn't believe me, I was doomed.Yet, Yetta remained expressionless. She adjusted the angle of her bow slightly to the right, her finger loosened, and her sword was unsheathed. There was a whoosh, and a gust of win
Yetta was so excited that she canceled her plan to go to the mountain for training, spending the entire morning restless in her room. "My brother will be here in two hours. What should I wear?" She rummaged through a pile of clothes like a small mountain, seeking my opinion, "Would this army-green jacket go well with these black jeans? The army-green and gold badges should match nicely. Oh, help me get my two badges from the black box on my makeup table." "Sure," I responded. I opened the palm-sized black box, which was specifically for storing Yetta's badges. These two badges held great significance for her. The reddish-gold one was passed down from her ancestors and was awarded to her after she earned the title of a top female warrior. The purple-gold one was an honor she had gained last year when she led the Nightwalker tribe to victory against the Red River tribe. During that battle, her uncle died, adding a touch of mourning to this particular badge. However, right now, only
Sebastian didn't believe me. He glared at me, his mouth forming a thin line, making him look frightening.Yetta cast a sympathetic look in my direction, then said to Sebastian, "I believe Charlotte. She has no reason to steal my badge.""Miss Yetta, you're mistaken. Charlotte certainly has a motive. She's jealous of you," Jessica interjected. Sebastian gave her a disapproving look, and she fell silent.Before Yetta could say anything more, Sebastian judged me guilty. I glared at him resentfully, hating him for being so heartless and cold."Alpha King, in my opinion, Charlotte has committed theft and is not fit to serve Miss Yetta any longer. I will assign a new maid for Miss Yetta," Jessica said. It was clear that this was her plan to frame me, break up Yetta and me, and leave me in a vulnerable position for her to bully."No, I won't allow it! I like Charlotte very much, and I don't want a new maid," Yetta protested. She gave me a determined look, showing that she believed in my inno
Sebastian's POVHe hesitated for a moment, not understanding my intent. But he complied, saying, "Yes, sir."I turned back into the office, my mood growing increasingly tense. Soon, I felt the familiar sensation of heat coursing through my body. I scratched myself, feeling the itchiness, and my skin felt like it was burning. The sensation was unbearable, and it was as if there were ants crawling all over me. My skin was both itchy and painful as if it were breaking down. Even the slightest touch of clothing against my skin was excruciating. I stripped off my clothes until I was completely naked in the pitch-black room. It was quiet all around, and I could hear the rapid thumping of my heart, like a drumbeat.This time, the discomfort came earlier and more intensely than usual.Could it be that, as Olivia said, Charlotte's arrival will worsen the curse on me?The image of her taking off her pants and sitting on the toilet suddenly popped out of my mind. A strong lust eroded my sanity.
For a moment, the crowd was in an uproar. Participants competing freely? Didn't that mean there would be fights, possibly even fatalities?"Well, everyone, what do you think of Alpha Asher's proposal?" Sebastian asked with amusement.The crowd exchanged glances, unable to utter a word.Only Alpha Morgan had a satisfied and confident look on his face."I think Alpha Asher's proposal is excellent, adding more excitement to the competition," Morgan nodded, affirming."Good, if there are no objections, let's do it!" Sebastian looked around and gave the order, modifying the rules.On the way to the jungle, I heard people murmuring behind me."If later Morgan wants to snatch our prey, let him, no need to risk our lives for it, anyway, he's going to win.""Yeah, no one is his match."My heart twinged. Uncle Asher, does he really not fear death? Goddess, please let Uncle Asher win.Reaching the edge of the jungle, each Alpha transformed into a wolf, lining up neatly. Morgan's brown wolf was t
As the bastard Morgan entered the castle, even though I had mentally prepared myself, my body couldn't help but tremble.His gaze locked onto me, filled with the usual contempt, disdain, and mockery.A myriad of emotions swirled within me—anger, resentment, and... fear.I clutched my skirt, palms sweating profusely.Why? Why wasn't he surprised to see me at all? It was as if he had anticipated my presence here.He briskly approached me, a smirk playing on his lips.That smile transported me back two years, to that night he drained my strength.Painful memories surged, causing my legs to weaken, my body tilting backward, on the verge of losing balance.Fortunately, a strong pair of hands caught my waist. Even through the thin silk fabric, I could feel the warmth of his palms."Don't panic; you look perfect right now," Sebastian whispered softly behind my ear.His encouragement awakened me from the nightmares of the past.I straightened up, forced the most graceful smile, and welcomed m
Charlotte's POVJessica was found dead on the second day of her imprisonment, succumbing to cyanide poisoning.A farewell letter was left on the cell wall: "I regret what I've done. I can't bear the consequences."A bottle of cyanide was discovered in her wardrobe.The poisoning case concluded with Jessica's admission of guilt and suicide.Both Giselle and I doubted this outcome, but unfortunately, with the upcoming hunting competition, the castle had no extra resources to investigate further. The existing result was deemed the best under the circumstances.Jessica's death stirred up quite a commotion in the castle. The maids claimed Jessica's ghost roamed the third-floor staircase at night. The youngest, Julie, and Rita were so frightened that they fell ill with high fevers. The older maids took advantage of the situation, spreading ghost stories to scare Julie and Rita, paying no heed to Giselle's reprimands. The entire castle's affairs came to a standstill.On the eve of the huntin
Olivia's POVThe castle prison was located on the basement floor of the tower. The bald walls and floor were made of gray cement, devoid of any decoration except for a glaringly white light on the ceiling, resembling a cement box.A silver-haired, stern-faced jailer led me forward. As he took each step, the keys on his waist swung, clashing against each other with a metallic sound.Entering from the outside, we walked through a long corridor with prison cells on both sides, densely packed like chicken coops. The cells were small, about two meters wide and two meters long, just enough to fit a barely usable small bed. The worn-out inmates, with haggard expressions, peeked through the cell doors whenever they heard footsteps, wondering if a new prisoner had arrived."Hey! Girl, why are you in here? Is it for adultery?" shouted a young male prisoner. He was sturdy, wearing an orange prison uniform, and had short, thick red hair.His words prompted laughter from other male prisoners. They
Five days before the hunting competition, news arrived that soldiers patrolling the swamp in the southwest had caught a middle-aged woman with suspicious behavior and a nervous demeanor. I was in the office, cross-referencing this month's procurement records with Eileen.Upon hearing the news, I walked to the window. On the asphalt road in the center of the castle's front lawn, two soldiers escorted a ragged woman towards the castle. As they approached, I recognized her as the fake maid who had brought me rose tea the day before yesterday. Despite changing her clothes, she was dirty all over, yet I could still recognize her.I wanted to see her immediately. As I stepped out of the office, I ran into Sebastian coming out as well. Upon learning that the culprit had been captured, he, like me, was heading downstairs to see what was happening."It's her, I recognize her!" I told him, grabbing his hand and running downstairs.The two soldiers brought the woman before us, pressing her shoul
"Is it her?" Sebastian pointed to a maid and asked me."No," I shook my head, answering.Sebastian waved his hand, signaling the maid to leave."What about her?" He pointed to the next maid and asked me."Still not her," I said somewhat frustrated.The maid who brought me the rose tea was not any of these five new maids. So, where did that person go? Such a conspicuous person disappeared in the castle."Have any of you seen any suspicious individuals?" Sebastian questioned the six guards on duty.The guards looked bewildered, pale-faced, shaking their heads, seeking Sebastian's forgiveness."You useless bunch! Any random stranger can come and go into the castle. What's the use of hiring you?" Sebastian roared at them, "The six of you, get out now!"The entire castle fell into silence, and no one dared to make a sound. They shrank, trying to hide themselves. No one wanted to become a target of Alpha's anger.The six guards knelt down, crying, pleading for Sebastian to give them another
Charlotte's POVToday, the castle is livelier than usual. The five temporary maids recruited by Eileen have taken their positions. After Giselle's morning training, they have started practicing, exploring every corner of the castle with various tools in hand.I sit in the office, organizing the dinner menu. Later, I will take the finalized menu to Molly for approval. She will estimate the required ingredients based on my menu, and then Eileen will go to nearby farmers to reserve the ingredients.Truffle lobster, Bordeaux beef, cheese lettuce salad, tomato sauce green peas, almond apple pie, cheesecake... I jot down the recipes on paper, occasionally interrupted by the footsteps and chatter from outside the office. I have completed the appetizers, main course, and desserts needed for the dinner. Next, I need to list the wines for the guests. As I finish writing, a knock on the door interrupts me. I pause and invite the unexpected guest in.A maid I have never seen before enters, holdin
After hitting the 'send' button, I promptly closed the laptop. Getting up from the couch, I lay down on the bed, attempting to catch some sleep. As I closed my eyes, a rush of emotions—anticipation, nervousness, anxiety—flooded my mind. My heart pounded relentlessly. Revenge plans swirled in my mind, making it impossible to sleep, almost driving me mad.To shift my focus, I got up from the bed. Opening the laptop, I checked my email to find a new message. With trepidation, I clicked on it, only to discover it wasn't Uncle's reply but a work list from Louis. It detailed the list of attendees: 48 Alphas, 7 senior wolves within the castle, and 5 elders in the courtyard, totaling 60. The attachment outlined past dinner menus, revealing at least 20 dishes. With only six chefs, five maids, and five manservants, the manpower was insufficient for a dinner of 60. I needed to recruit five temporary maids.Entering the third-floor office, both Jessica and Irina were present. Jessica had a long f
The first rays of morning sunshine pulled me from my slumber. I opened my eyes to a sky as clear and blue as it gets, and it put me in a great mood. Sebastian was up way before I was. I crawled out of bed, retracing our steps from yesterday. Sebastian was in the middle of a transformation, his bones cracking like firewood. It took a while, but he finally asked, "Why?""This is a great chance for me to develop my management and coordination skills. I need this opportunity to prove that I'm capable of being Luna Queen," I replied with a reason I'd prepared in advance.He leaned on his chin, deep in thought for a moment, then said, "I agree to your request. But before making any decisions, you'll need to consult with Louis. Don't make any rash moves.""No problem! I promise!" I exclaimed, my excitement clear."Alright, let's head back. I need some rest; I couldn't sleep all night. Those stone beds are too hard and cold. You should go back to your room, take a shower, and change your clot