That night, Lyra lay awake in bed, unable to go to sleep. Julian’s words rang in her ears, filling her with apprehension.
You need to be disciplined. And I’ll do it personally.
A shiver ran down her spine the same way it did when she heard those words. They had sounded so dangerous, so sinister…and the worst part was that she had no idea what was in store for her. Would he hit her the way Devon would? Starve her? Lock her up for weeks?
Her mind was tired from thinking all day, trying to figure out his mindset. He had asked for her opinion, done as she said, and then accused her of forgetting her position. Was he toying with her? Indeed, why would the Lycan King ask a slave’s opinion? Or was he just looking for an excuse to antagonise her?
She had reprimanded Gloria in the heat of the m
