Dangerous Lycan: Claim Betrayed Luna’s Second Chance Mate

“How dare you walk into my chambers like that?” Ryan sparked.

“My apologies Sire, I didn’t know you were back in your chambers yet. I only came to check up on the maid that I had assigned to clean your room.”

She looked around the room in surprise as everything was still as it was.

“Clara! Have you gone mad! You have clearly disobeyed my instructions of cleaning this chamber. How dare you?!” Lady clearly did not take it lightly as rage boiled up in her.

Words clogged up my throat as my chest began to feel hotter than it originally was. I knew nothing good would fall from my lips even if I tried to force words out of my mouth.

“I’m sorry Lady Ana, I…”

“Oh, save your explanation. Come with me,” she pulled me along.

“You would surely be punished for this.”

“Stop it Ana. I would not have you come to my chambers and pull out such a stunt right in front of me.”

“Sire, this girl is a slave and has clearly disobeyed my orders and she needs to be punished accordingly.”

“Go Ana.”

“Sire?”

“Go and get some other slave to do the chore.”

“No, I would begin the clean up just immediately.” I rushed towards the brush Ryan held me backwards and just then, I watched as Lady Ana’s eyes widened in its grip. I didn’t know exactly what was going on but whatever it was, I knew that it was going to cause a lot of trouble and I surely wasn’t ready for what was coming.

“No, Clara, I would not let you do that. Ana would get someone for it.”

“Yes, Sire.” Lady Ana muttered as she walked out of the chamber.

“What was that for? I am in so much trouble right now. Lady Ana would never forgive me after this.”

“You shouldn’t have to worry about that.”

“Why? You don’t sleep, eat and work amongst the slaves. She rules the slaves and we worship everything that she says.”

“Well, she answers to me.”

“You clearly do not understand this now, do you?”

“I don’t know if there is anything more to understand in this.”

“I need to go now and thank you very much for taking those chains off my wrist, somehow, it changed me.”

With those words I walked out of his chambers before he would even say another word.

As I walked back to my little cabin room, I avoided every path that might lead to me bumping into Lady Ana. I didn’t want to see her not after what had happened in Ryan’s chamber. Right now, she would have my head if she could.

I appreciated every stench I perceived from the rotting woods from the walls of my room. At least I had a breath of fresh air and could see the sky again. Being chained by the bunk of his bed had clearly taken away something from me. Perhaps my will to be free again, I didn’t know. All I wanted was to be free from pain and hurt.

After a long day being indoors, no further chores had been assigned to me which made me very much suspicious that maybe Lady Ana was planning something for me. I walked out just as the sun had gone down again avoiding the main building as well as the other slaves. Instead, I took a different route, a place that I had not been through.

The garden caught my eyes again, it was compelling to take a look around. After all, I might not get the chance to see such a thing again. The brilliant petals of the gorgeous garden welcomed my eyes, and my senses meticulously kept hedges. I closed my eyes to take in the sweet smell of the concoction mix of various kinds of flowers.

I walked into it, it was like a maze with green high lawns as walls and flowers at every angle. I took one of its stalks and put it up to my nose. It looked more like a dandelion but its petals were like that of the lily. I rounded a corner, where I saw a figure, in the midst of the rose flowers, admiring everything that was in full bloom. He turned to me with a stern stare.

“Oh, I am sorry, I shouldn’t have taken it off its stack.” He stared sternly and then into a laughter.

“I got you there. You could have seen the look on your face.”

“Huh? I am bewildered with confusion, Sire.” I moved backwards still trying to understand his mood. He was certainly a joker and his sense of humour intrigued me.

“I’m so sorry for coming in here. I didn’t think anyone ever came here, not even you.”

“Why not? I own everything, remember? Apart from the books I love the garden.”

“But how come the slaves are never assigned to work in the garden?”

“Lady Ana prefers someone more into the world of horticulture than the hands of slaves who only seemed to know what to eat.”

“Oh, I see. I know I should be punished for getting to leave my room without being told to do so. But before this smile dries on your lips, I think I would like to get going.”

“I don’t think you should. I mean you came here for a stroll right? Let me deprive you of that.”

“But I am a slave, depriving me of a lot of things is what you do.”

“Hmm, Clara, come take a stroll with me.”Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

We began the stroll through the grounds, our footsteps on the garden path formed a melody as our laughter blended with the soft rustling of leaves.

“Tell me, Clara, what do you think about being here?” His voice whistled with the wind.

“I needed a change of scenery and I know it’s advisable to take strolls before the weight weighs heavily on my leg.” I watched him smile, every smile loosened a tightening nut in me. He spoke more, sharing tales about a certain past and his affinity for literature and art. I loved to hear him speak, his brilliant mind and the breath of his comprehension enthralled me.

“Lord Ryan, you have a wealth of information and a passion that is genuinely alluring. Being involved in such engaging conversation is refreshing.”

“And you, Clara, have a mind as sharp as a diamond, your wisdom and wit are truly a rare treasure. I have to add that I am having a great time with you.”

Lady Ana walked in from behind pulling my hands, “Oh! Lord Ryan so sorry for this. I didn’t know this one had gone astray again. She never listens and stays in her lane. I know how much you hate having someone interrupt your quiet strolls, perhaps she was compelled to visit your magnificent gardens but that is not an excuse. Clara we should go at once,” she ordered.

Ryan turned to face me, meeting my gaze and flashing a genuine smile. I saw his eyes, they were as clear as the cyanic sky. Even as bright as it appeared, I knew that there was something not right with them. It was like he longed for something, maybe a path or a direction. It was hard to tell. My instincts were never wrong and the childlike novelty in me had sprung up. That instant, I wanted to know what gloomy cloud had taken a part of him, the desire to know was like a spark that caused my chest to flutter.

I could not help but wonder if us always meeting in places held the potential of something more as the sun started to set, sending warmth over the garden. I had no idea of what had just happened or if I will have an encounter of such magnificent nature again. Something about the way he looked at me, and spoke out like he had hoarded a lot of passion waiting to be shared. It felt like a sprouting root, waiting to blossom in the splendour of our shared connection.

“Clara!”

“I’m sorry Lady Ana,” I said walking away in quick steps out of the garden.