Sold to the Lycan King

st thing I could remember was being battered by my people, I shivered as I recalled the memory of several hands beating on me. My eyes stung with tears at the humil

d in the room, snapping me out of my reverie. I jumped out of the huge bed and instantly stopped mid-sentence at the sight before me. Every pack wa

firmness in his tone that irked me. "You are now in the Lycan K

rk look crossed his eyes, and he clenched his jaw with an unreadable expression before he gave

probably have been dead if he had not brought me here. A frown crossed over the Lycan King's fa

ver you need." He announced, turning on his heel to leave. "Wait, your highness!" I quickly forced out. He paused. "

es off him. I watched his back as he only gave

uessing that she might be the mentioned maid. "I am Hilda, your personal maid, and I will be a

eping in mind that I was in the enemy's

Would you like to h

had healed completely. But I looked like a mess, and shivered in disgust at the things that had been done to

ss the room. I walked over to her, "Address me as Sum

dy picked out your clothes, and I can help you with your ha

time," I pointed out rudely,

I was getting such special treatment in the first place - the huge room, p

p, and sat at the bench, where she helped

!" Hilda announced as

ul stares on me from the guards as we passed by. I followed Hilda

rt from the head of the table and the first two se

ce I was fully aware of the hierarchy th

a random seat, far away from the head of the table, ignoring the burning gazes of the other people at the table. It seemed as if they shared the same senti

ed my focus on the plate that had been placed in front of me. My stomach rumbled at the sight of the steaming food, and I wondere

he women sitting across me. I stared straight at them w

ispered in my ear. "You don't wan