The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 2

Chapter 2

INICIRA

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An † entered the wounds Tilessia helped ine clean up, with a long-sleeved dress that was way ton hat

1 bunsdell iny curly red hair inta tight braid and left the servants’ quarters before sunrisa.

Trend down, always. Hiding my puffy eyes and my hollow, wrecked face. Not that it mattered”. I wasn’t anyone umparat Nobody really looked at me here.

I was an orphan taken in by Estingia Tower’s charity, a special pack where warrior women trained.

Some were born here. Others came from different territories just to survive the brutal training that could make thems unstoppable… or kill them

But the real power belonged to the ones called Estingias, different from the warriors who didn’t have special supernatural gifts

Estingras were born with abilities tied to ancient bloodlines, or they were simply blessed by the Moon Goddess.

There were important native lineages inside this pack, and others showed up out in the realm’s territories and were brought here to train.

Their powers were insane and varied. They were proud… and envied, even by the males.

The whole realm respected them. People begged Estingia Tower’s warriors for difficult, high-paying missions. Powerful Alphas tried to claim them as Lunas.

Others preferred to serve as part of the Lycan King’s personal guard.

And in the middle of all that power… I was nothing but a squire.

Lady Marion’s servant. Her squire. She was one of the novice Estingias, and as stupid as it sounded, I was proud of that tiny achievement:

It wasn’t the same as scrubbing the communal bathrooms. Serving only her, even if she treated me like trash, still fest like I’d moved up a notch.

I reached the training grounds. They were empty at this hour, but soon they’d be packed.

polish Lady

I slipped through the dim hallways, heading straight for the armory to polish Lady Marion’s weapons when I heard voices whispering inside.

I stopped at the threshold, unsure if I should walk in or wait… and then I heard what I was never meant to hear.

“Did you make sure that servant isn’t helping Marion today?”

Don’t worry, Lady Stephanie. That ubese girl won’t be back.: noi today, not ever”

I went cold all over

It was du uther baringia who win lighting Lady Marion today, along with her squire,

“Good. Because I’ve been waiting for this fight for urithis. Make sure the new girl Marion chooses does her part. II’ T last Today, I’ll destroy you. and Il destroy her too.”

The threat landed sharp and feadly, like everything that carne out of an Estingras month when the y por quit at

My heart slammed with disbelief, and rage

They did it. They set me up with lacto

Footsteps snapped me out of it. I moved silently to the side and hid behind a stature. I’d always been good at cheappe i BHE into shadows,

I watched the other servant pass by. That poisonous snake. The one I already knew hated me because she wanted to be the one by Lady Marion’s side.

But I never thought she’d go as far as paying off the boy from the neighboring pack… the boy I liked.

I wanted to step out and confront her, but her mistress was close and voices were already echoing down the hall.

So I swallowed my fury and went back to Lady Marion’s quarters to prepare her leather armor and everything she’d need for today’s fight.

But when I got there, another girl was already talking to her.

“Excuse me. I didn’t mean to interrupt,” I whispered, eyes down as I stepped through the doorway… and a roar stopped me.

“How dare you show your face in front of me?!”

The scream made my blood run cold.

“What?” I lifted my head, confused, and in the next second Marion was on top of me.

Her slap cracked across my face before I could even react. I brought a hand to my cheek, skin throbbing.

“Milady…” I choked out, tears spilling from the pain,

“Don’t ‘milady’ me. I accepted you as my squire even though nobody wanted a useless thing like you. You knew how important today is… and you left all my weapons soaking in ammonia!”

“No! I would never do that. I take care of your things, I do. You have to believe me!” I shouted, trying to defend myself, but she grabbed my arm so hard her claws bit into my flesh.

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