Amidst The Curse: The Heartless Lycan and His Deadly Mate

SERENITY

"Assist me in conveying to the Lycan prince that I am not under any form of servitude. Please ask him to refrain from referring to me in such a derogatory manner," I complained as the guard casually placed me on the bed in my room, wearing a displeased expression.

"I really hope I'm not the person you're referring to!" He smirked and headed towards the door, ready to depart.

"Is anyone else here?" You witnessed him referring to me as a slave, and he also instructed you to escort me to my assigned work location. Go and correct him before he goes searching for me at the mines and tunnels where slaves work!"

I raised my voice when addressing him as he was near the door. My words caught him off guard, making him turn towards me with a bewildered and surprised expression.

However, the confusion seemed to have dissipated, and he let out a chuckle.

"Do you not believe that I was assisting you by bringing you to this location? The Lycan will only hunt you down to eliminate you, but it won't be able to locate you in the mines. It's fortunate that you're not enslaved!" He whispered, wiping his nose.

"Absolutely not," I exclaimed, and he looked surprised, and he narrowed his eyes in response as his mocking expression intensified.

"You seem to have a talent for humor. Quite ambitious to have such thoughts. You were fortunate that he spared your life in the garden, but it's important to remember that luck doesn't always endure. If you continue to associate with him, he may harm you in a very violent and gruesome manner," he gave a warning and then left, closing the door behind him.

"Perhaps I was quite the ambitious dreamer, but this marks the first occasion where I have placed such unwavering faith in my aspirations. No one was aware of our relationship, and Maximus prefers to keep it a secret as he is uncertain about accepting or rejecting me. It simply indicated a glimmer of hope, suggesting that one day I could warm his cold heart and win his affection. Even when this hope seemed so bleak, It would someday become reality. I hoped so."

The entire place was eerily quiet, as if it was devoid of any signs of life. I decided to recline on my bed and take a moment to relax. Vivien probably went to school, and the presence of the Lycans caused everyone, including my father, to overlook my existence.

I was unaware that I had dozed off until I awoke to find everything enveloped in darkness. I looked into the darkness and felt around until I found the light switch.

As soon as I switched on the light, my gaze immediately landed on the clock.

"What!" I was taken aback when I noticed that it was 11:35 p.m. I felt weighed down, and my eyes were wide open, indicating that I had slept for an extended period of time. Something I hadn't done since my life transformed.

I let out a tired yawn and stretched my body as I got out of bed. I quickly went to the bathroom and showered before grabbing a comfortable blue dress. I put it on and then made my way to the door.

I felt a bit confused as I tried to figure out what was going on. "Wow, I can't believe I managed to sleep undisturbed from the afternoon until now. How did that happen? I didn't prepare or present any food, and Vivien should have come back from school, but she didn't come to my room to request her meal, which I always provide for her when she comes home from school."

These occurrences were quite uncommon, and I could only speculate that they were a result of the Lycan's influence. Everyone was on their best behavior, aware that he would only be staying for one night.

I tried to open the door by turning the door knob, but it remained stubbornly closed. The door was securely fastened. I furrowed my brows in concern as I realized that I had forgotten to lock the door before falling asleep, indicating that someone had entered my room.

I glanced up at the cupboard, my usual spot for storing my keys, only to find it empty. I couldn't find any keys, and my door was locked, so it seemed like I wouldn't be able to leave.

Who is responsible for this?

I quietly spoke to myself as I experienced a sudden pang and the rumbling of hunger in my stomach. I instinctively continued to twist and knock on my door, but there was no response, and complete silence prevailed outside.

"I'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request."

I cried in agony and exasperation as I made my way back to my bed.

As I was lying on the bed, feeling hopeless, heartbroken, and extremely annoyed, the door suddenly creaked open. Glancing at the door, I noticed Ophelia entering with a confident expression. She made sure to lock the door before approaching me.

"Rise and shine, sleepyhead!" She smiled and took a seat in the chair across from me.

"Please return my key and vacate my room," I let out a low growl, and she burst into laughter as if I had just cracked a hilarious joke.

"We don't have to raise our voices; currently, all external sounds are blocked, so no one would hear us," she grinned mischievously, and I chuckled, glaring at her in frustration, which she seemed completely unconcerned about.

"I understand that he is your friend. I have knowledge of many intriguing aspects regarding both of you, therefore I will not permit either of you to approach me. I informed him of something that extinguished the small emotions he had developed for you, despite his previous efforts to find you. I was amazed by how quickly you were able to break through his tough exterior. Wow, that's really impressive!" Ophelia let out a sigh and chuckled as she observed my heartbreak at her words.

I attempted to refrain from shedding tears, but my efforts proved futile. I simply wanted to find out what she shared with Maximus. My partner was an unfeeling Lycan who treated everyone, including me, with cruelty.

"What did you say to him? I'm certain you have no clue as to why he was seeking me. Perhaps they wanted to harm me for my actions in the garden," I whispered with a tinge of sorrow.

"He wasn't bothered by whatever you did in the garden. It increased his curiosity about you, but now I'm certain that if he ever saw you, he would become extremely hostile." Her laughter filled me with a sense of unease.

"Sure, could you please grant us one final meeting to determine if he poses a threat to me? I'm confident he wants to convey a final message to me," I begged, but her angry expression made me realize that what I was asking for was unattainable.

"I won't ever do that. You'll be stuck in here until he departs tomorrow, and you know what? Your life would go back to the unhappy and pitiful state it was in. You won't find solace in the Lycan as you face the relentless torment and cruel mistreatment that awaits you for your transgression. Have you really forgotten about your role in the Luna's demise? You are a terrible person!" With a gentle voice and a crooked grin, she leaned in close to examine my expression.

"She nearly took my life. She was under the influence of a malevolent entity...and..." I defended, my gaze shifting towards the ground as a weight settled upon my heart. I experienced intense pain as I closed my eyes and relived the scene.

It was evident that my mother was under some kind of supernatural influence and posed a serious threat to my life. There was no other option for me but to defend myself. If it weren't for those unusual, powerful forces that took over me, I wouldn't have made it.

Ophelia chuckled mockingly and rose from the seat.

"Have a pleasant time during your stay in this room." She let out a light laugh and made her way towards the door. I noticed that she was supporting me.

"Now is the perfect moment to confront her and make our escape!" My inner voice echoed the same message as my intuition, but I attempted to leap out of bed immediately, only to discover that I was bound by invisible forces.

As I started to wrestle with my restraints, she shot me a mischievous glance.

"You'll need to wait until I depart and secure the door before you can leave. There's really no need to raise your voice. Nobody will hear you." She laughed and greeted me with a playful wink.

"You seem concerned that I might harm your large head! Why pin me if you are a scared, insecure person!" I expressed my frustration loudly, causing her to stop and face me completely.

"I must confess that I feel apprehensive, but not on your behalf. I'm only afraid of the entity that took your mother's life that evening because I'm aware that you are not responsible for her demise." Her final words echoed in my ears as she closed the door, leaving me in a state of shock and unable to utter a single word.

Ophelia was aware that I was also under the influence of a creature, much like how a demon had taken hold of my mother. She was aware of a certain piece of information my mother had shared with me regarding the demons.

What other information does Ophelia possess?

Who is she? Is it a demon? However, there was no clear indication that she was a demon! She possessed an innate werewolf nature. Oh no!

Right then, I experienced a sudden surge of liberation and eagerly jumped out of bed. I hurried towards the door, hoping to open it, but my efforts were in vain as it remained stubbornly shut.

I shouted and forcefully wedged the door shut, but my efforts were futile. At that moment, the sound of footsteps reached my ears. I paused as someone approached the door, hoping it wouldn't be Ophelia once more. With a mix of apprehension and anticipation, I refrained from turning the doorknob and patiently waited.

As soon as I heard his voice, I immediately recognized it as Maximus's, although there was a noticeable change in its tone - it sounded calm and gentle.

"You could be sleeping at the moment. I can't understand why I bothered to leave my room and come here. I can understand if you're feeling upset and resentful towards me for my actions, particularly for instructing the guards to take you away as a slave. I understand that you are not obligated... I simply..." He took a momentary break, and I could hear his deep, labored breathing, as if his heart was beating faster.

"I really hope we can meet up before I leave tomorrow morning. I've been searching all over for you. I don't believe a single word of the nonsense that Luna told me. I'm uncertain about my desire to meet you again or what I would say if we were to cross paths once more. I don't dislike you, I am simply feeling extremely angry, hurt, and frustrated to the point where I might..." He had a slight interruption in his voice, and then he inhaled deeply.

"It's possible that we won't have a chance to see each other tomorrow before I depart. I regret that we will never have the opportunity to meet again. I would prefer to keep a significant distance from you." Those were the final words he uttered as his footsteps faded away.

"Maximus! Hold on! I am wide awake! Let's meet up right away! Oh, please stay!" I shouted and pounded on the door, but he remained oblivious to my pleas. Ophelia completely silenced any noise that came from my room. He was unable to hear me, and our meeting for tomorrow was canceled.