Offered to the lycan Kings

Chapter 4

Elena's eyes widened as she took in the grandeur of the bathroom, dominated by an enormous wooden tub. The opulence of the room contrasted sharply with her own modest life, and for a moment, she stood there in awe.
However, her reverie was abruptly interrupted as King Draegan called her forward. His command snapped her out of her trance, and she approached him with trepidation. His order left her blushing with embarrassment, but the fear of the consequences of refusal was even more potent.
With a sense of resignation, Elena began to prepare to wash the Lycan King, her hands shaking as she tried to suppress her emotions and carry out his command as efficiently as possible. As she scrubbed King Draegan, his voice broke the silence. "So, Elena, tell me about yourself," he inquired, his tone carrying a mixture of curiosity and authority. "I know omegas only live for servitude in that Godforsaken village of yours." Elena, while carefully scrubbing King Draegan, hesitated briefly at his question, her hands faltering for a moment before she spoke. "Yes, Your Majesty, you are correct. I was born an omega in a village where servitude is our way of life. My parents were also omegas, and their parents were before them."
She continued, her voice soft but steady, "I grew up doing the chores and tasks assigned to me, believing that it was all I was meant for. But deep down, I always held a quiet hope that there was more to the world than the limited existence I knew."
Elena's gaze remained lowered as she spoke, her words revealing the yearning for a different life that had lived within her. She couldn't help but wonder what the Lycan King's reaction would be to this glimpse into her past and her dreams for a different future. Draegan's laughter resonated in the bathroom, a deep and mocking sound that sent shivers down Elena's spine. His words extinguished the fragile ember of hope that had flickered within her, leaving her feeling utterly vulnerable and defeated.
"You might as well kill your hope right now," he declared with cruel finality. "In these realms and within these walls, only brutality lays waiting."
He grasped her face with a firm grip, forcing her to meet his gaze. Elena's eyes reflected a mix of fear and resignation, as she realized the harsh reality of the world she had entered, where kindness seemed to be an unimaginable luxury. Elena moved quickly to fetch a towel as King Draegan stepped out of the tub. Her face blushed as she did her best to maintain her composure and avoid looking at his nudity. She handed him the towel and kept her gaze averted.
As King Draegan walked back to his room, Elena followed obediently, maintaining a respectful distance. She stood quietly, her head bowed, as the king settled onto his bed.
With one final command, King Draegan patted the bed beside him and said, "Come."
Elena's heart raced, and she approached the bed, her steps tentative and fearful. She knew that her obedience was her only defense in this unfamiliar and perilous world, and she couldn't help but wonder what lay ahead as she stood by the Lycan King's side. Elena's fear reached its peak as she crawled into the bed next to King Draegan. The Lycan King's expression remained inscrutable as he watched her, his silence adding to the tension that hung heavily in the room.
She lay there, her heart pounding, acutely aware of her vulnerability. The power imbalance between her and the king was starkly evident, and she knew that she had little control over the unfolding events. As she waited in silence, she couldn't help but wonder what the enigmatic ruler had in store for her in this moment of intimate proximity. With a stern expression, the king said come closer and lie down At King Draegan's command, Elena, trembling with fear, edged closer to him on the bed. Her heart raced as she lay down beside him, their bodies now in close proximity. The Lycan King's stern expression and the weight of his authority hung over her like an oppressive cloud, leaving her feeling small and powerless in his presence. She could only await his next command, her future uncertain, and at his discretion, the king placed his big hands over her body dragging Elena even closer to his body she stiffened at the close proximity as the king ran his hands up and down her skin as goosebumps began to rise at the contact his breath inches from her neck as he said one last final word don't get to comfy this is only for tonight because when you grace my bed again you will be screaming my name as if to bring his point across his hands reach down between her legs and skimmed cross her folds eliciting a moan from Elena's lip as she blushed and buried her face into the sheets Elena's thoughts swirled with disbelief as she lay there, beside the enigmatic King Draegan. The twists of fate had brought her to a place she could never have imagined. As she took in a deep breath, she allowed exhaustion and fear to wash over her, and slowly, she drifted off to sleep in the presence of the ruler of the Lycan Kings, the uncertainty of her future haunting her dreams.