Chapter 18


    Ivy POV I was awoken by a crashing noise. My body was instantly alert at the sound before I heard


    running and got up to stick my head out the door. The noise appeared to being from the King’s


    room. Guards rushed in before he bellowed at them.


    “Get the f**k out,” He screamed before I heard ss breaking. The guards rush out, and I hear one of


    them say to get his Beta, the rest remaining in the hall alert but standing guard while another guard runs


    off.st looked at the clock, and it was a little after 2 am.


    “What is going on?” I heard Beta Damian demand as he stalked down the corridor in just his boxer


    shorts. The guards stiffened, and one stepped forward.


    “The king appears to be drunk and is destroying his room,” The man says. The Beta runs his hands


    down his face.


    “You know what date it is we are nearing, and you know of what we found a few hours ago, I will deal


    with it and get me his servant,” he said, looking at my door where I stood watching. I freeze, having been


    caught.


    “Ivy, I need your help to clean up,” He says, and my hands tremble. I look down at my clothes before


    nodding. Turning around, I grabbed my shoes when I spotted the nket that was covering me. Picking it


    up, I sniff it, and it is drenched in the King’s scent. It was the one from his bed, the other gone. Did he


    return while I was asleep again?


    “Ivy, now please,” Beta Damian says and spins around to see him standing in my doorway. Hearing


    another c***h from the room and Beta Damian rushes out, and I quickly follow, snatching my shoes up.


    He pushes the door open, and I gasp at the sight. The entire room was upturned and destroyed except


    his bed.


    Even his precious books were tossed around carelessly, and a mirror was smashed. I stepped into the


    room before realizing I didn’t have any supplies. Beta Damian was murmuring to him as he tried to calm


    down the King. He was sitting in the corner of the room with his head in his hands. The drapes were torn


    with w marks down them.


    I quickly rushed out and down the stairs. rice was already at the cleaning cupboard with a basket full


    of supplies and a broom.


    “Go, go, give this to Beta Damian or Gannon. They are the only ones that can get close to him when he


    gets like this. Just leave it at the door and knock,” She says, stuffing everything in my arms.


    “Does he get like this a lot?” I ask.


    “Only when it’s nearing the anniversary, and the rebels making an appearance appears to have set him


    off. In thought this might be the year he didn’t break. Keep those supplies up there. You will need them,”


    rice told me. Great, I was going to be awoken every night because of some anniversary that triggered


    him. Though I was curious what anniversary it was that affected him this way.


    Walking up the steps, I hear Beta Damian talking and hear growling. The sound is menacing, and I froze


    on the steps. “F**k, where did she go?” I heard Beta Damian mutter.


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    “Kyson, you need to calm down,” I hear his Beta talking as I quickly rush up the steps before I listen to


    things being tossed. I knock on the door, and Beta Damian flings it open what I wasn’t expecting was for


    him to jerk me inside the room. rice said he would take them from me and to stay away from him.


    The King was pacing, and I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him. Fur was sprouting on his arms, his


    ws slipping out, and he rubbed a hand down his face before he stopped. A deep, menacing growl left


    him when he suddenly shifted before turning on me.


    I screamed and jumped back. I had never seen a shifted Lycan before. I knew they stood on two feet,


    heard the stories, but it was one thing hearing the tales and another witnessing it.


    “Kyson, it’s just Ivy, your servant. It is Ivy! Kyson, not an intruder, can’t you smell her” Beta Damian says,


    as heunched himself in front of me and in the King’s path as he barrelled toward me. My heart was


    beating like a drum in my chest as I clutched the broom in my shaky hands.


    He shoves past his Beta and sniffs the air, stopped in front of me. His canines protruded, his face was


    lengthened into a wolf’s, showing off his sharp teeth, he was at least three feet taller, and I only came to


    his stomach. He would need to duck to fit through the door now he was that tall. His ws were so long


    and looked deadly. His breathing was harsh and his fur so ck it had a blue hue under the dim lights. I


    couldn’t move; I was petrified he was going to eat me. I was about to be ripped to pieces. He leaned


    down and sniffed my face. I was shaking and was worried I would wet myself; my legs trembled that


    badly; l thought they would give out at any second.


    “Ivy” His voice rumbles, and I shiver. Beta Damian lets out a breath.


    “Yes, Kyson Ivy. Your servant girl remember her?” Beta Damianes and takes the broom from my


    hands. My hands locked around it.


    “He won’t hurt you. He just has trouble recognizing people in this form; his anger sometimes blinds him


    to everything. Just remember not to touch him or approach him from behind, and remember he is more


    animal than a man in this state” I had no intentions of touching him at all. I didn’t even want to be in here


    right now, especially while he was in this form. He looked terrifying. Gosh, what chaos my life has turned


    into so suddenly.


    I reach down, grabbing a rubbish bag, refusing to take my eyes off him in case he attacks me. Beta


    Damian starts helping me clean up when the door opens, and the King suddenly grabbed me and


    shoved me behind him, a feral growl leaving him when I recognize that it’s the man from the car,


    Gannon.


    “It is Gannon, my king,” He addresses the King bearing his neck.


    “Sorry, Gannon,” the King says, and the man lets out a breath walking in and grabbing a bag. I was still


    trapped behind the King on this side of the bed, and he was blocking my way. Would it be rude if I walked


    over the top of his bed to get past him? I chuck that thought away. It would definitely be rude.


    I cleared my throat awkwardly, but he didn’t hear me over the low growlinging from him. I look to the


    other two for help. Was his Betaughing at me, trying to squeeze past him. No matter what, I was going


    to brush up against him. I hesitantly reach up and tap his shoulder with my index finger. His reflexes are


    so quick, I didn’t even see him move, and I trip over my own feet, stepping away from him when he is


    suddenly facing me.


    He blinks, cocking his head to the side and staring at me peculiarly. His silver eyes reflected back at me.


    I swallowed, bumping into his bedside table when l took a step back.


    “I um, can I get past” I squeak out, trying to step around him but everywhere I step, he stepped in my


    path until I step right into him. His furry hands grip my arms and lift me, leaving my dangling in the air.


    “What are you doing?” He asked, gosh his voice was so much deeper and rougher. I didn’t expect him to


    be able to talk in this form. Werewolves can only mindlink but not speak. My feet lift off the ground


    entirely as he brings me at eye level with him.


    I blink, stunned at how close his face is to mine before I start to hyperventte, my vision tunneling. I was


    having a panic a****k. He was going to eat me, he was going to eat me, and his teeth looked so sharp,


    and long was about to be a Lycan snack.


    “Please, don’t eat me,” I blurt out, trying to pull away from him. My breathing bes harsher, and I


    start to feel dizzy when my eyes rolled in the back of my head, and darkness swallowed me. He can k**l


    me now; at least I won’t feel it.