Can I see your mark?

Laura is going to prepare me some real food while telling me about her trip, and I am calmer because her company gives me tranquility, and the effect of the omegas always makes others feel good.

I'm about to go to sleep when Laura enters my room before leaving with a mischievous look on her face.

"Can I see your mark?" she asks with a curious childlike expression.

I take off the scarf that covers my entire neck and show it to her, leaving her speechless. It's enormous, the Orion galaxy is smaller.

"Oh, for the goddess Luna, what is that? Holy heavens, are those teeth? Is it a wolf or a saber-toothed tiger?" She says, coming closer. "No, I'm not exaggerating, those are the biggest teeth I've ever seen."

"In quite a large alpha male," I blush as I explain it, unsure if I'm talking about his height or his package.

We chat for a while about how I will be received at work when I go, as it is a fact that they will notice that I am marked and I will be the talk of the town.

No alpha has been able to drag me into their bed, let alone the betas and the gammas. They couldn't even dream of it. But I will have to accept what has happened and move forward with my head held high.

I won't deny that I'm nervous, not because of what others will say, but because this situation contradicts my own declaration of sovereignty when it comes to having a partner. And now, I have a huge mark on my neck.

I arrive at work and stand at the entrance of the building, where everyone thinks it's a business center, but it's actually the palace of King Lycan, where I am his assistant and punching bag, so to speak. Whenever he's irritated or Apollo takes control, I'm the one who receives the bad vibes. Apollo is a fearsome Lycan, aggressive, irritable, and unpredictable. Although he's becoming less uncontrollable lately, and I'm glad. Kiara always wants to comfort him when he's upset, but I'm afraid he might hurt her, and in turn, me.

I feel my inner wolf wagging like a mischievous puppy, calling for my attention.

"Finally, you show up, lazy one. Where were you when we were violated by a wretched flea-ridden creature?" she asks, wearing a big smile and tilting her head as if she doesn't understand. Yes, she likes to play dumb when it suits her.

I walk through the door, realizing it's the moment of truth, so I lift my chin and confidently enter. I happen to encounter the elder wolves of the council, who look at me first amazed, and then mischievously, causing me to blush to the extreme. Here is where my courage ends; I walk with my head down to take the elevator and go to where his Majesty is on the 66th floor. It's no coincidence; he only needs one more 6 because he is the devil himself.

I reach my desk, and fortunately, the devil hasn't arrived yet, so I settle in, making sure my scarf covers the gaping hole in my neck, and I start reviewing my agenda.

I hear the sound of the elevator, and there he is...the King of the Lycans, the Lycan King. And yes, I must admit, he is an extremely handsome man. He's already in his thirties, but he's an impressive specimen, and it's undeniable. I'm not in love or anything, but he is incredibly attractive, and I'm not blind.

He stands in front of my desk and looks at me as always, as if he's looking at gum on his shoe. But suddenly, he raises his eyebrow and laughs, mocking me, and he's right, today I am a joke.

I see a she-wolf running, one of those who cling to the Alphas 24/7 to become Lunas at all costs. She coyly smiles at my boss, who doesn't even look at her, and she enters his office followed by the she-wolf who is undoubtedly an Alpha. Not only because she's tall with an enviable figure and a model-like face, but also because of her attitude and the disdainful way she looks at me, as if I would be scared of her actions.

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