Chapter 81: _Tin Foil Hats

Chapter 81: _Tin Foil Hats Marcellus’ POV ***** After Cullen had torn the pack doctor to shreds and his wife had cried until her voice cracked, Marcellus did the honors of burning up the wife from the inside out with his magic and draining her life force. He had originally thought about enjoying her body and using her to tame his sexual desires, but she was so weakened from crying over her husband that he became disinterested. It wouldn’t be fun if she was too depressed to fight back. Anyway, he sent Cullen to drop her burnt corpse in front of their house and told him to make sure he used his magic to cloak himself and escape the view of any cameras. As for the pack doctor, his dear friend Abel... He was nothing but a pool of blood and splatters of organs and remains on the floor and the walls in the living room. Marcellus sighed to himself, wiggling his fingers and causing a glass of vodka to levitate to his hand. "Look at this mess." Marcellus clicked his tongue, shaking his head as he folded his arms in front of his chest. "Imagine if I didn’t have any magic. Cleaning this up would have been a hassle." Not to mention boring... Marcellus sighed before he cast a few spells that cleaned up the blood and body parts, draining them and transmuting them into a small amount of ash, which he then kept in the trash. He sighed but before he could step back into his living room and think about cleaning himself up and changing into new clothes, a small headache assaulted his mind, forcing him to pause. Marcellus dimmed his eyes, struggling as he heard whispers in his mind which only seemed to be getting higher and higher. ’Marcellus... My right hand.’ His eyes widened just then as he realized who was trying to reach out to him telepathically. It was Lord Ryker, the true lord of the North. ’Sir, good day.’ Marcellus responded with a respectful tone mentally as he stepped inside and walked up to the dining table. After a few seconds, lord Ryker continued. ’What’s the update on the South American Alpha King? Did your poison attempt to kill him work?’ Marcellus shook his head physically before he responded. ’No, sir. Alpha King Kaelos’ bride managed to make a potion that healed him completely. She was surprisingly good.’ There was a short pause before Lord Ryker commented with a scoff. ’Thank you for praising her work, Marcellus. Anyway, I have a simple task for you. Get Odessa to escape that pack. I don’t care how I just want her out. Also, is the South American Alpha King leaving soon?’ Marcellus’ eyelid fluttered before he found the words to speak, his lips curling into a smirk. ’I’m guessing Alpha King Leonardo will be leaving soon, probably tomorrow from the look of things. And as for Odessa... That’s no issue at all.’ Marcellus paused just then when he remembered Celine and how she and her mother had been frustrating Odessa since she got here. Not to mention the tension and confusion with Kaelos as well as the judgement of the pack members. It is only a matter of time before the powerless witch snaps and isn’t able to handle all the pressure, forcing her to find a way to escape. Kaelos had appointed him to watch her but Marcellus trusted Odessa to do something devious. ’Good. Continue your normal mission and don’t let me down, Marcellus.’ With that, Lord Ryker cut off the telepathic link, leaving Marcellus in silence. Marcellus smirked to himself as he grabbed a glass of vodka and took a sip, already imagining all the chaos that awaited. . . The next day, it didn’t take long in the morning for the South American Alpha King to leave. Marcellus made sure to telepathically alert Lord Ryker while also wondering what the boss had planned for the poor old man and his delegates. Anyway, after all that, Gamma Zane came with rather ’unfortunate’ news. A body was found in front of Pack Doctor Abel’s house. When Marcellus arrived on the scene alongside Kaelos and the Gamma, he couldn’t help but smirk discreetly to himself while admiring his work. The woman’s body was burnt to a crisp and the death was so complicated that it had both Kaelos and the Gamma scratching their heads with confusion. When Kaelos ended up leaving the scene after Gamma Zane tried once again to list Odessa as a suspect, Marcellus sighed to himself before he mumbled. "Now I’m craving some barbeque." Gamma Zane glanced at him with an arched eyebrow just then, confusion etched on his face. "What did you just say, Beta?" He asked, his voice suspicious. Marcellus held himself back from scoffing and wore a docile smile on his face as he turned his gaze to the Gamma. "Oh, nothing. Just talking about how disturbing this whole thing is." He remarked, although there was a hint of mischief behind his voice. He gazed at the Gamma, trying to scrutinize him and see if he was catching on to the fact that he was beyond ’suspicious.’ But alas, the man didn’t seem to be that bright and shrugged before he blurted. "I don’t know what Kaelos, my nephew, sees in that witch that has blinded him from seeing her connection with these deaths." Marcellus couldn’t help himself from rolling his eyes. He couldn’t stand here and listen to this tin foil hat moron speak any longer. "Good luck with the investigations, Gamma," Marcellus said with a wave and a smile before he turned around and began walking away. Gamma Zane tried calling him back with a frustrated voice. "You were the last person to see the deceased husband! I need you to stay and–" "I’ll help you once I’ve sorted out more important matters," Marcellus stated simply without looking back. Soon, he got to the pack house and made his way inside until he finally got in front of Odessa’s door. Just when he was about to knock after glancing around the hallway, the door opened, revealing Odessa who had a surprised expression on her face. This should be fun...