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The Lycan King's Defiant Surrogate novel Chapter 11

Chapter 11 

And TristanCalebs adds

Yes, my King?” 

Summon the doctors once again. I want to find out exactly what happened to Harper’s wolf.” 

I try to listen to their continued conversation. Yet even as fear grips my heart, I struggle to keep my eyes open. Whatever is in that IV is good stuff. Too soon, I drift off back into unconscioteness

When I wake up again, I am alone in my bed. Calebs, Tristan, and IV are all gone, though the telltale wound in my arm tells me that the IV disappearance is a fairly recent development

I’m naked again, not that this surprises me anymore. At least, my body feels no more sore than usual. I don’t think Caleb claimed me again while I was oul

Rolling out of bed, I stand and head to my dresser. Today will be a busy day for me. I haven’t forgotten the conversation overheard about the bear clan attacking my pack. I need to act quickly to be sure that didn’t happen. That meant finding some way to contact Samuel

I pulled open the drawers, expecting to see the same dresses as yesterday. Those clothes were gone. In their place were a selection of loose fitting, revealing silks. Checking the underwear drawer, it is now empty

Where are the other clothes? I search the other drawers I skipped and then into the cubby holes of the wardrobe itself. There are some chain jewelry, rings with gemstones, and elaborate hair ties and combs

No clothes that cover more than a bikini would. No panties. No bras

I have no other options. Unless I want to walk around naked, this will have to do

Selecting a turquoise silk top and pants, I try to figure out how to put it on. After three failed attempts, I manage to cover all of my private parts

The top hangs like a tank top, but it scoops low in the front and back, barely covering my breasts. The bottoms are a short shirt with a long sort of silky belt that dangles loosely down the back

Just as I stand, someone knocks on the door

It unlocks and swings open without me giving permission. Tristan stands outside of it, giving me that same bored expression as always. He doesn’t seem at all surprised by my new outfit

Follow,” Tristan says, and turns. Like always, I hurry to follow him 

Back in the staircase, we travel upwards this time, round and round so much I feel dizzy. We’re so high up, I start to wonder if we’ve breached surface level. As we step out into the hallway, I can see that we have

The rooms here have actual windows. Beyond them are trees and sunshine. The light burns my sensitive eyes but I look anyway. Freedom sits on the other sides of these walls

It might as well be on the face of the moon, however 

This way,Tristan says, when I fall too far behind

He leads me down another corridor and then to a pair of great double doors. Pushing them open, we enter into a large empty chamber- a hall, with a throne sitting atop a lifted stone platform to one side

Caleb sits on his throne

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The room is otherwise empty

Come forward,Caleb calls

Tristan stays 

the door. It’s clear Caleb is talking to me

Swallowing thickly, I enter the chamber. As I draw closer, Caleb’s eyes drag down the front of my body. He smirks, seemingly pleased with my choice of attire

The slave garments fit you. Good.” 

Slave garments!! 

Wait. Yes, now that he says that, I do remember him mentioning something about this last night, right before I gave in to 

unconsciousness

What did he say

That I was to be his personal slave

When I’m at the base of the platform, he stares down at me from on high

Kneel,he commands

Every instinct within me wants to fight him, but I know I have no power here. If I’m going to find a way to contact Samuel, I have to play nice. Else I might find myself trapped in that terrible dungeon again

Pushing down my pride, just as I did each time with Leah, I lower myself down to my knees

Once I’m settled, Caleb stands. Snatching something off a nearby table he comes toward me. As he comes closer, I can see he’s holding a simple sliver banded collar with a latch on the back. Immediately, I cower away 

Raise your head,he commands. Stretch out your neck.” 

Stomach twisting uncomfortably, I do as he asks, lifting my head

He presses the collar around my neck then latches it closed. It’s cold against my skin. I’m already freezing in this revealing outfit, but now to wear flat metal to my skin

I’ll be lucky I don’t die of frostbite by the end of the week 

With the collar latched, Caleb leans back to admire his work. He traces a single finger over the collar. Gently, just once, it brushes against my skin 

You look much better now, slave,he says, grinning. With a sigh, he leans back. Now, you must earn your place. My personal slaves wait on my every whim. You can start by bringing me coffee

An annoying request to be sure, but not the worst I anticipated. Not even close

At once,I say and push myself up onto my feet

So obedient,” he says, pleased

1 head out the way I came. Tristan, by direction or out of pity, still stands there in the hallway and directs me toward the kitchen without my having to ask

In the kitchen, a slew of servants and slaves mill about, making food, cleaning, and preparing coffee. No one looks at me as I enter. No one speaks, even when I try to ask questions

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I need coffee for the KingIsay

An older woman finally takes pity on me. She grabs a mug off a shelf and pushes me toward a coffee pot

Thank you,I tell her, but she holds a finger to her lips. Silently, I nod, understanding

Likely, they could be punished for speaking out of turn

Coffee in hand, I leave the kitchen and start to head back toward the hall. Halfway there, I turn a corner, and then freeze in my tracks

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