Chapter 86: _Most Miserable

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Chapter 86: _Most Miserable Later that night, I got dressed in a beautiful white nightgown and waited patiently for Marcellus to arrive. I haven’t caught sight of Kaelos since our last encounter this morning. I tried asking Caroline but she said he was probably busy with his Alpha King duties. But my instincts told me there was something more at foot. "Did you hear about pack doctor Abel’s wife?" A maid asked another one when I lingered around the hallway. I headed back to my room after collecting a bottle of wine from the kitchen downstairs. Anyway, I dimmed my ears, my interest piqued as I strained myself to listen to the conversation. "Yeah, people said they saw her burnt corpse in front of their house. But the Alpha King and his council outlawed anyone from going there until the investigations are complete." Shit... Another murder? I gritted my teeth, deciding to quicken my pace and look away from them. I already know who they would blame for this. "It’s so frightening how two women have died since you know who showed up." One maid whispered and I could feel them staring at my back. I closed my eyes briefly, drawing in a deep breath as I kept on walking. "Hey, witch!" The first maid who first spoke and had a British accent, yelled out. I heard her friend shush her before the two of them giggled but it was clear that the British bitch didn’t care. "What? I just want to ask her a harmless question." The British maid muttered, causing me to finally pause in my tracks. I balled my hands into fists and swerved my head to face them, arching an eyebrow. One of them, the British maid, wore blue maid attire and had chocolate brown skin, while the other one was petite, had rosy white skin, and short black hair. "I assume you two are trying to get my attention." I blurted, plastering a sarcastic smile on my face as I began walking toward them. "Though I must admit... If it took you two insulting me to catch my attention, that must mean you’re pretty irrelevant." The two maids opened their mouths in shock, glancing at themselves before they brought their gazes to me, glaring at me with disdain. "What did you just say?" The petite maid asked, tilting her head and stepping forward. I could feel their negative emotions and from the way they clenched their fists, I could tell they were holding back. They knew damn well that they couldn’t touch me... Either that or... "You’re afraid of me, aren’t you?" I queried curiously, scoffing to myself. "Of course, you are. I’m the evil witch and you two are the innocent wolves trying to make a living or whatever." The British girl sniggered, folding her arms in front of her chest. "Yes, that’s right. You’re nothing but evil and a curse. That’s what your kind is. You’re probably killing these women for your selfish desires." Her friend laughed mockingly, tapping her. "Maybe she’s taking their beauty and using it on herself." She remarked, causing the both of them to laugh. I clenched my jaw but I didn’t find their word insulting. Gods know that if I had a sliver of magic power, these two would be groveling under my feet, and I wouldn’t even feel bad. "You talk about my kind, referring to witches. But yours is perhaps the most miserable in this corrupted planet." I muttered, my tone cold but firm. "And no, I’m not referring to werewolves. I’m talking about bullies. People who get a kick out of taunting others they think are below them." The maids had pensive expressions on their faces but they didn’t say anything. Well, I had way more words to say to them still. "There are far better things you could do with your time other than bullying and gossiping, and you want to know what that is?" I asked, a smirk on my face. I was tired of being nice and of letting these beasts trample on me any chance they got. "Work. I’m sure there’s a floor that needs scrubbing or food that needs cooking so get to it and quit loitering around." I blurted, folding my arms in front of my chest. "Or I could bring up your incompetence to my husband whenever I get the chance. Let’s see what he does about it." It was at the mention of Kaelos that the faces of both maids paled and they both glanced wearily at each other before begrudgingly walking away. "I’d love to rip that witch to shreds one day." One of them still whispered as they strutted away. However, when I turned around and was about to continue heading to my room, the British maid said something that made me dim my eyes. "I heard that the Alphas of neighboring packs came to visit the Alpha King earlier today. Maybe they’re here to show their displeasure about the witch’s presence." Neighboring Alphas? I dimmed my eyes but kept on walking until I got to my room with the bottle of wine in my hands. "Time for the moment of truth," I mumbled before I brought out two glasses for drinking and poured the wine into one of them. I walked to the balcony, the wind there blowing my hair and my gown, causing me to draw in a deep breath before letting it all out. That smelled like freedom... Anyway, I went back into the room and took one of the potions I made with Caroline from the pouch I placed them in. It was a translucent white liquid, and its purpose was simple... I poured its contents into the glass, watching as the potion distilled and mixed in with the wine. A smirk curled up the corner of my lips as I kept the pouch when I heard a knock at my door. That was definitely Marcellus... "It’s showtime," I muttered, sighing to myself. "Hopefully that potion works. Then I can go to the next phase of my plan."

Chapter 86: _Most Miserable

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