The Lycan Series
Bullied By The Lycan King Chapter 33

Violet's POV

"Savannah is into this too?" Greg asked. He was completely stunned and I didn't blame him. With the way Savannah always lingered around Axel like he meant heaven and the earth to her, no one would have thought she could wish him evil. "I am not surprised," Hilda scoffed and Greg turned his attention to her.

"What do you mean?" He asked. "Have you ever seen her in a compromising situation?"

Hilda's eyes were stern as she spoke. "I still find it strange that she will be the one to ask Violet to go find Hera and then she positions herself right behind her to make the call..."

Greg waved his hand, trying to dismiss Hilda's comment. "Savannah just likes the flare for drama. You shouldn't take anything she says seriously."

"That's not all Beta Greg," Hilda hissed, the tone of her voice increasing from their usual position. "There is a certain way she portrays herself... It's just strange. She is too good to the King to be real!"

Greg was quiet for a while. His eyes moved between Hilda and me as if he was calculating things we couldn't have picked up.

"It is a good thing you brought this matter to me... But I am afraid we can't take it to the King right now."

I spoke before I could stop myself. "Why?"

"There is simply no proof." He shrugged. "You said it yourself. He wouldn't believe something like this, especially coming from you. We can't tell him until we get proof."

My heart sank at his decision. I felt a sense of doom cloud me. And I was ashamed to admit that it wasn't even for my parents but for Axel.

"But, sir... The widow is planning as we speak. If we wait for proof, we might be too late. What if she succeeds?" I cried out.

He heaved and pulled his hands together like he was saying a prayer. "I am not saying we won't do anything. I only said we can't take it to the king. Those are two different things."

I swallowed in relief and held the edge of the seat I was now on tight, as I waited for his solution.

"The security around the Widow will be tightened. More men will survey and inspect everything the king does... Goddess be praised that you are his personal maid, so that means whatever gets to him comes to you first-" "I am- ermm, I am sorry to interrupt but I don't do that. I just cleaned..." I said, looking to Hilda for help.

It was obvious that there was a certain part of my job that I apparently knew nothing about.

Greg's eyes dimmed and he turned to Hilda.

She rolled her eyes and then responded to his unspoken question. "The King requested that I continue verifying his affairs because you know," she said, spreading her arms. "She is still the daughter of an enemy." There seemed to be more to that response that I couldn't read. But Greg understood her completely. He nodded and returned his focus to me.

"Okay, that's still fine. You will both make sure nothing evil gets close to him..." He said.

"That will be handled," Hilda said and got on her feet. "We should head back to work now before the King sends for you."

I got up too and I was about to leave when it occurred to me that I forgot about my deal. My parents!

"And... What about my parents?" I turned back to Greg, staring at him with hopeful eyes.

He wasn't going to play me, right?

"I gave you the information... We are not telling the King but we are still... The information will still protect him -so, how about them?"

A ghost of a smile lingered on his lips but it was gone before it even came to life.

"As I said, I don't have the power to give your parents a more luxurious place to stay," he said and my heart sank.

He was going to play me!

"But," he added and my falling hope soared again. "For now, I can let you talk to them and maybe if I find a pattern to the Widow business and it starts looking like you didn't just bluff here, I will work on changing their cells." It was good enough but I couldn't just accept it. My father always said an offer that was easily accepted meant the bargainer was being desperate.

I was desperate but he didn't have to know that.

"Can they at least get blankets and good food?" I blurted before I could convince myself to mute the idea.

Hilda stiffened beside me but I paid her no attention. My thoughts and sight were on Greg and him alone.

"You should be grateful that he even offered to let you talk to them! Do you know how many rules he is breaking to make that happen?" She hissed.

"That's fine, Hilda. It's fine..." He said, saving me from having to give Hilda a befitting response that was probably going to hurt her to the point she saw me be worse than an ungrateful person.

"I will instruct the men to give them blankets and a good meal for a few days... Just pray that your information is true, if it isn't... You will regret it."

The threat was evident and the cold sneer it brought was present. Yet, I nodded. The widow was planning something evil. She wouldn't have taken the trouble to come to me if she was bluffing. So, yes, I was certain. "Thank you," I blurted and gave a small courtesy before Hilda and I walked out of the room.

As we moved down the corridor, I could tell she was still angry about my last request but I said nothing. If I commented, we risked arguing and I didn't want to have that with her. Not now.

At this point in my life, I needed allies and friends, not enemies.

"I will come pick you up in the evening to go see your parents. Finish up early." She mumbled as we got to the intersection in the hallways that separated our side of the mansion from Axel's side. "Okay, thank you," I said and she nodded before moving away.

I took a deep breath and started heading down the corridors to a flight of stairs at the end of the road which led to Axel's room.

I pass a few guards on the way but they pay me no attention. I had been working here for a few days now, and they already knew me. I ignored them just as much as they ignored me.

As I got closer to Axel's room, my heart tightened. A sense of pain filled me up and my breathing started getting faster. Images of what he had done to me, played in my head and soon I started hyperventilating. What if he was in there? What if he did it again?

I shook my head and stopped working.

He wouldn't hurt me. He had been drunk when it happened.

Somehow, it broke my heart to think that the one who had taken my virginity was drunk when doing it! I would have readily given it to him if only he asked.

In fact I had already offered my body for my parent's freedom but he refused. He said he would never sleep with a human yet he had shamed me.

Like a common slave... Like a whore...

The pain in my heart transformed into anger.

"You are so stupid, Violet!" I hissed quietly to myself.

What was I doing?

I was trying to protect the same man who had stripped me of the last dignity I had as a princess.

When I should be thinking of how to save myself, the first thing I did was try to save him.

"What's wrong with you?" I whispered again.

But I couldn't give myself an answer. Not when I was younger and I was forbidden to go to him -not even now.

It was like a thick thorn that linked up. It was hurting us both, yet I couldn't let go. I couldn't forget him and save myself.

"Screw this!" I mumbled as I recomposed myself and resumed heading to the door.

I would have to stick to myself from now on. Focus on my goals only.

I would go see my parents and then figure out how we could survive this place if at all we couldn't leave. I was a princess, I still had some value. If Axel wouldn't help me. Maybe that Greg guy could.

I walked to the room and as usual, I saw it empty. Ever since he forced himself so brutally on me, I haven't set my eyes on him... And I was grateful.

Quickly, I set to work. I arranged his large room. Cleaned what I had to and dusted where it was necessary.

When a knock came on the door at exactly five in the evening, I knew for certain that Hilda had come to take me.

"It is time," she said.