The omegas in the pack house had been warned to act appropriately for the time the Lycan King and the guest would be staying in the pack. The omega who was none other than Ava, had willingly accepted the order to serve the supreme guests when the order came that the Lycan King requested a maid, her eyes were cast down as she walked slowly and steadily towards him.
But when she got closer and catch a glimpse of his cold red eyes, she started taking a step back in a hurry to leave, and Draven caught a hold of her wrist to stop her from leaving.
"I didn't ask you to leave now, or did I?" asked Draven, his red eyes slowly shifting to glance at the omega, noticing her blush and the eyes she was giving him, Draven's lower lip lifted to form a evil smirk, "What's going through your mind, slave?" He said, and sniffed the air around her, catching the smell of her arousal in the air.
