Clara
The man I saved from bleeding to death in the stables was a prince. He was the First Lycan Prince, in fact. I followed him through the halls of the royal palace and tried to wrap my mind around this strange twist in fate.
A lot had happened in a short time, and I was still reeling. I found my fated mate. I saved the life of a prince. I was nearly executed for a crime I didn’t commit. I learned that my fated mate would rather kill me than acknowledge I existed.
And now I was jumping the ranks of the servants, going from the lowest ranked to a “personal servant.” I wasn’t sure whose servant I was meant to be. Would I be serving Gideon, or his Beta Jasper, or someone else?
Gideon led me to a hallway lined with doors. He opened one door and motioned me inside, revealing a small, cozy
