The Lycan King's Healer

Leah's Point of View

One hour later, two beta guards entered Amoux’s chamber with the meal he mentioned and the medication I believe they took from my home.

When the Lycan informed me that I would have a bedroom and laboratory in the palace, it seemed like a dream. It seems like just yesterday when I envisioned them treating me fairly. Not only did they treat me with respect, but they also recognized me as the doctor.

"The Prince has instructed us to provide you with your medical supplies, while the Lycan has ordered us with anything you ask for. Just tell us what you need and we will give it to you." The man carrying my medication pack spoke out.

Another man pushed the stroller that I was thinking where my food was.

Like the first time I ate here, I smelled cuisine that I had no idea how to prepare. My mouth seems to be oozing saliva, and my stomach is rumbling. I refrained from expressing my need for a large quantity of food.

"Care to enlighten the Lycan that I vehemently disagree with what he says, because I will not work as Amoux's doctor as long as that monster remains arrogant." I no longer recall where I obtained my bravery. I want to be unstoppable in all my endeavors.

"We'll let him know what you want to say." As he gave me the medical pack, the guy replied icily

"Here you go." They looked away from me and did not even bother to open the meal.

I dropped my foot and was about to eat the prepared dish when I heard two betas whispering.

I suppose they should get out before gossiping. They appear to have forgotten that wolves may be quite sensitive listeners.

"Because of the exceptional treatment she has received from the Lycan, she is likewise behaving beyond her rank." The man pushing the stroller was the first to whisper.

I would have just let them go. However, the next moment, another man spoke.

"When she is no longer useful, she will likewise be slain, just as her parents were."

I feigned a cough and was in front of them in less than a second, using my wolf's speed. I haven't mastered it yet, but I can already use it.

"What?" They asked and did not show surprise at my rapid presence when I blocked their path.

"How did you become acquainted with my parents? If you are going to speak, you must first ensure that the individual with whom you will be conversing is dead or far away."

No matter what I attempted to quiet myself, I was unable to do so since my voice had risen.

"Why? What I said is true. If you are unworthy, I am certain you will meet the same fate as your parents—"

*bang*

We were both surprised by the abrupt breakdown of the door, the loud banging, and the guy driving the stroller being nailed to the wall with his neck suffocated by a hand and long nails.

It took me a while to fathom that Amoux was the one who was choking him as he was being hoisted into the air.

I could see the fear in the man's eyes when one of his companions retreated and he did not protest.

As soon as I understood what was happening, I sprinted over to Amoux.

"Stop it, my Prince."

I pulled his hand but he did not look at me, and his arm seemed to tighten. I saw his veins got larger and I knew that the beta in the air would die.

"You're much too conceited to be a beta, aren't you?" Because of Amoux' raspy voice, I let go of his arm as if I had been burned. "Did I authorize you to speak nonsense?"

The man is already tugging Amoux's hand, trying to remove it. He stared at me with an expression like a plea for help. I just looked at him since I had no idea how to help him either.

"A-amoux, I reckon that is enough. Possibly you can do something bad to him— "

"I care not."

He did not allow me to complete my sentence, so I gazed into the man's eyes as if I were going to give up. With Amoux's thorny heart, I shouldn't be the one they turn to for assistance, since I have been through what they are currently experiencing now.

"I-I want to rest as much." I continue to attempt to rationalize. I closed my eyes, certain that he would be upset with me for messing with him once again.

But as soon as I closed my eyes, I no longer heard any sound.

When I opened my eyes, I saw him lowering the man's body silently. And when he eventually dropped him, the man fled with another guy who had been standing behind us. It felt as if a thorn had torn me out since I no longer needed to be concerned.

"You're too weak and too soft." He told me coldly.

I looked at the door that was still broken, and it looked like he had no plans to fix that thing. He quickly lay down on the bed, put his arms on the back of his head, and closed his eyes as if he were just in the garden.

"If my softness is the reason for them not to look down on me and to think of me equally, I'm fine with that." I paused and looked at the door again. "Won't you even fix the door you broke?"

I looked back at him and noticed his mouth was open, and his lips were red.

Suddenly, a loud throb in my heart happened.

I shook my head to get those out of my brain. I just listened to what he had to say even though his eyes were closed.

"You are wrong. When you are vulnerable, they will take advantage of your weakness so that they can hurt you even more."

I backed away as he turned his head to me and continued his sermon.

"All you have to do is be strong so no one can step on you."

I could not answer.

"But since you're just an omega, sorry for you."

Because of what he said, I couldn't resist and took the metal cover of the food and threw it at him.

I was amazed when I saw him laughing out loud and seemed to be happy with teasing—no, MOCKING ME.