Chapter 232: _Weakened From The Inside

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Chapter 232: _Weakened From The Inside Marcellus’ POV ***** When the meeting was over, he went back to his residence, collapsing dramatically on one of his sofas when he walked into the living room. The living room was dimly lit with the soft white glow of the chandeliers at the top of the slightly curved ceiling. "Hell, who knew hiding a lie would take so much effort?" He remarked, placing his right hand in front of his mouth and feigning a yawn when he saw Cullen walking toward him from the dining room. The lad wore a sleek black shirt with its sleeves raised to the elbows and black pants to match. On top of being eye candy, he also held two glasses of vodka, placing one on the small table in front of Marcellus. "Ah, lifesaver." Marcellus nodded at him in acknowledgement before he grabbed the glass and gulped everything. Cullen stared at him silently until he dropped the glass and let out a belch. "Damn... Looks like someone had a rough day." Cullen sniggered, shaking his head as he took a sip from his drink. "What happened? The people requested that you be the one who gets burned at the stake this time?" Marcellus glanced at him before rolling his eyes at his sarcasm. "Worse. Apparently, Odessa is on to the existence of artificial hybrids." He said with a sigh before leaning on the chair, raising his head to the ceiling. "And on top of that, the others are buying into the idea. Especially that hag, Davina." Cullen made a face. "She gives ’witchy intuition’ a whole new meaning. I swear, if she glares any harder, your skin might start peeling off." Marcellus snorted. "Please. If anyone’s skin is at risk, it’s yours. You weren’t even built to pass a proper scent test without my spells helping you." Cullen gave him a flat look. "And yet, I’m the one who walked past three pack soldiers this morning without so much as a sniff. You? You flinched when that Military Advisor asked you what shampoo you use." "It was suspiciously specific," Marcellus muttered, then waved a hand. "The point is—they’re getting close. If Davina pushes hard enough, Layla follows. And if Layla follows, Althea starts poking into things she has no business poking." Cullen leaned against the edge of the table, crossing his arms. "Then maybe it’s time we poke back." Marcellus tilted his head. "Careful. That sounds like ambition." Cullen grinned. "What can I say? You taught me well." Marcellus narrowed his eyes, scrutinising the lad for a few seconds. "I taught you to blend in and survive while subtly planting chaos. Not start wars." "No one’s starting anything." Cullen shrugged. "But if they do uncover what we are... It might be smart to have backup plans. For both of us." "Don’t flatter yourself," Marcellus said with a lazy smirk, though his eyes were sharp. "If anyone’s getting out of this alive, it’s me. You’re the charming distraction, remember?" Cullen raised his glass. "If I’m the distraction, you’re the mess everyone regrets falling for. The ’kind Beta’." Marcellus laughed—a low, dangerous sound. "Touché." There was a pause. Then Cullen added, his voice more serious now. "We both knew this wouldn’t last forever. The Alpha King and his council, or at least what’s left of it, are paranoid. Odessa is powerful and unpredictable. And the Lord of the North?" He leaned in. "He doesn’t like his experiments running wild." Marcellus’ smirk faltered—but only slightly. "And yet... here we are." He said smoothly. "Still breathing. Still two steps ahead. Still playing them all like harps." Cullen leaned back with a mock salute. "Long may the symphony continue." Just when they were about to drink some more, both their minds were held with a telepathic spell trying to reach them. They furrowed their eyebrows at first until Marcellus realised the magic signature was familiar. ’Good evening, boys. Trust you’re having a good time.’ Regina’s voice echoed in their minds, causing Cullen to roll his eyes and for Marcellus to snatch his drink. When the lad frowned at him, Marcellus signalled him to go get them more drinks as he plastered a smile on his face even though Regina couldn’t see him. ’Well, well, well. How’s Canada treating you, Regina?’ There was a short pause before Regina spoke. ’Oh, it’s boiling with enough tension to cook the continent. I found something. Something that if used correctly, would bring a stain to Kaelos’ name. And not the kind of stain you can clean off with some bleach and good vibes...’ Marcellus raised a curious brow after she paused. What was she up to? ’It’s a stain that’ll stick like an odd sore for a lifetime in the false Alpha King’s life. I’ve given it to the true Lord of the North and he’s planning something big already.’ Oh, la, la. A broad grin spread across Marcellus’ face as Cullen came back with an entire bottle of vodka this time, pouting his lips as he poured himself a glass. ’No offence, Regina... Or rather, all the offence, but why are you telling us?’ Cullen asked plainly through the mind link, leaning back on his chair and taking a sip from his drink. Marcellus could sense tension but luckily, Regina ignored his jab and spoke up. ’Because the time is nigh, boys. Kaelos and Odessa’s mission in Mexico will be the Lord of the North’s shot at infiltrating her mind. The blood moon is approaching months from now. Tensions are increasing all around the world since his broadcast.’ Marcellus nodded slowly, taking a sip from his drink as he drummed his fingers on his lap. ’Within the year, our lord will bring down Kaelos and take his rightful place on the throne. And now that he has this information, you two have to make sure the Blood Oak pack, the heart of the packs of North America, is weakened from the inside.’ When Marcellus heard that last part, a cruel smirk curled up his lips. Weaken, eh? ’Luna Queen Celine is dead. Madame Greyheart is dead. Most of the council is dead. Unrest among the people is at an all-time high. So, don’t worry about that...’ Marcellus remarked through the mind link before cutting it off, staring blankly. "There’s more where that came from."

Chapter 232: _Weakened From The Inside

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