I held the tray tightly, my fingers gripping the edges as I made my way toward the Lycan King’s chambers. My heart pounded with each step, my breaths shallow. The weight of the other maids' stares pressed down on me like an unbearable burden. Their whispers weren’t new, nor was the jealousy laced in their gazes.
“She’s getting special treatment,” one muttered.
“She must have done something to get the King’s attention,” another sneered.
They couldn’t be more wrong. If I had a choice, I’d remain unseen, forgotten in the shadows where no one would look for me.
I stopped in front of the large double doors, hesitating for a second before knocking softly.
Silence.
I knocked again, louder this time.
“Enter.”
The deep voice sent a shiver through me, one I quickly suppressed as I pushed the
