Elena awoke the next day with a start, her body shivering from the cold and the lingering vulnerability of the night before.
As her eyes adjusted to the daylight, she realized with a sinking feeling that King Draegan had left her on the balcony completely nude after their intimate encounter.
The realization brought a mixture of embarrassment, anger, and fear. She had been exposed and abandoned.
Elena felt a mixture of shame and humiliation as she tumbled in from off the balcony, landing before King Draegan. His look of disgust only added to her discomfort.
His words conveyed the upcoming meeting with their generals and other lycan leaders, and he issued her orders to get cleaned up and ensure the room was spotless by the time they returned.
With a deep breath and a nod of compliance, Elena knew that she had no choice but to obey.
She gathered herself and made her way to clean up, preparing for the tasks that lay ahead in this world where her servitude to the Lycan Kings was unwavering.
Elena stumbled towards the bathroom, her body still aching from the previous night's experiences. She set the water to bathe, the soothing sound of running water filling the room.
As she prepared to cleanse herself, Elena couldn't help but reflect on the strange and unpredictable path her life had taken in this world ruled by the Lycan Kings.
Elena diligently went about the task of cleaning the room, ensuring that every detail was to the king's liking.
She knew that her obedience and attention to their preferences were crucial in this world where her servitude and compliance were expected.
With focused determination, she tidied the chamber, making sure it was spotless by the time the Lycan Kings returned.
Elena had learned the hard way that her duties were paramount, and any lapse could result in severe consequences in this realm of power and intrigue.
Elena's curiosity led her to explore the castle as far as she could, given the presence of guards posted throughout.
She moved cautiously, her steps quiet as she ventured into unknown corridors and chambers.
As she explored, she couldn't help but wonder about the secrets and mysteries hidden within the castle's walls. The world of the Lycan Kings held countless surprises and dangers, and Elena knew that every step she took was a potential journey into the unknown.
Her every move was observed and her safety was far from guaranteed.
Elena heard shouting coming from a nearby room during her exploration. Sensing trouble, she wisely decided to turn back and head to safety. However, her escape was abruptly interrupted when someone forcefully pulled her into another room, their hand clamping over her mouth to stifle any sound.
She found herself pinned against the wall, her heart pounding in fear as she couldn't see the face of her captor. It was clear that she had stumbled into a situation that could be even more perilous than her previous encounters
Elena's eyes widened with a mixture of fear and recognition as the stranger spoke, his words sending a shiver down her spine. It became clear that he had witnessed the intimate encounter she had with King Draegan on the balcony the previous night.
As the stranger's finger trailed over her stomach, Elena felt a sense of vulnerability and helplessness. She was trapped in this room with someone who seemed to know more about her than she was comfortable with. The stranger threw her to the ground and straddled her. She was trapped beneath his weight, her body trembling with anxiety as she tried to comprehend the perilous situation she found herself in.
The room was filled with tension, and Elena could only wonder what this stranger's intentions were. Elena's fear and recognition reached a new level of intensity as the stranger used his claws to rip through her clothes. She now realized that he was the same guard who had been present during her arrival in the Lycan Kings' realm.
His whispered words, filled with dark and sinister intent, left her trembling with a mixture of fear and revulsion.
It was clear that he had sinister motives, and Elena knew that she had to find a way to escape this perilous situation.
The guard grabbed her breast roughly as Elena yelped at the sudden force. He tweaked her nipples making her cry out Elena began to whimper and cry out, begging for him to stop as he leaned down and kissed her, forcing his tongue down her throat.
Elena kicked and bucked, doing everything she could to get the guard off of her.
He placed his sharp claws at her throat, threatening her that if she didn't stop her incessant crying he would slit her throat and fuck her corpse. Elena grew limp at the threat as he continued his assault on her body when Elena noticed something in the corner of her eyes.
She watched King Alaric stealthily enter the room and came closer to the guard that was on top of her and with quick work he sliced the guards neck. The guard held his hands over the wound trying to stop the bleeding as it drenched Elena.
The guard fell to the ground lifeless.
Elena scurryed to the corner of the room scared at what had happened and what has unfolded.