Chapter 93: _Heralds Of Chaos

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In this chapter, Chapter 93: _Heralds Of Chaos Marcellus’ POV ***** ’Lord Ryker. Perfect timing.’ Marcellus said to the voice in... Continue reading Chapter 93 of "The Alpha King's Witch Bride" for the full story!

Chapter 93: _Heralds Of Chaos Marcellus’ POV ***** ’Lord Ryker. Perfect timing.’ Marcellus said to the voice in his head, taking a few steps away from Caroline. At that point, the she-wolf shook her head, breaking free from his magic’s hold on her mind, which had weakened because of his lack of concentration. She blinked with confusion, glancing at Marcellus who merely flashed her a smile before waving at her dismissively. "We’ll talk another time." He uttered, strutting toward the door before opening it and stepping out of the room. Once he was out and closed the door behind him, he continued his conversation with Lord Ryker. ’Is everything alright, my Lord?’ He queried, navigating his way through the hallways of the mansion. To his surprise, the true Lord of the North said something that he hadn’t said in a long time. ’Give me access to your mind and your eyes.’ Marcellus hesitated, but he couldn’t say no to the true lord of the North, so he obliged. He felt when lord Ryker got access to his eyes and mind, allowing him to see through his eyes and also to access his memories and look through them. After a few seconds of searching from Lord Ryker’s end, he stopped and withdrew his consciousness from Marcellus. ’Well, I see you’ve been calculating and wreaking havoc slowly in the pack, making the werewolves more suspicious of the witches.’ Lord Ryker sounded a little bit impressed and then added. ’And, well, well, well... So the witch is out of the pack?’ Marcellus responded quickly. ’Yes, sir. Odessa Pierce escaped the pack not too long ago. But Kaelos is after her. I was about to inform you before you reached out.’ When Lord Ryker heard Marcellus’ words, he sniggered amusingly. ’By the goddess, that little brat, Kaelos, doesn’t know when to give up, does he?’ A small smirk curled up the corner of Marcellus’ lips but he didn’t say anything. After a while, Lord Ryker spoke with a cynical tone. ’My rogues have been spreading far and wide throughout the continent. I’ll get Odessa Pierce in my grasp soon enough.’ With that, he ended the telepathic link, leaving Marcellus to think. Lord Ryker was definitely after Odessa for the same reason as him. But if the true lord of the North manages to get his hands on her... "Then I wouldn’t be able to uncover all I wanted from her," Marcellus muttered to himself as he stepped out of the mansion, his arms behind his back. As he moved toward the compound gate, he spotted the guards there in a heated conversation. "I’m telling you, the witch managed to escape. That’s why the Alpha King was so frantic earlier." One of them blurted, harrumphing soon after. "If that’s the case then why is he going after her? That witch has brought nothing but bad luck to this pack since she arrived." "Haven’t you heard? There are rumors that the Alpha King sleeps with the witch." One of them, a young guard, blurted with a scoff. The others had amused expressions on their faces, not realizing in time that Marcellus was advancing slowly toward them. Not until the last one to speak turned his gaze to his direction. "B– Beta Marcellus." The guard stood at attention, his face instantly becoming plain as he bowed slightly. "We were just–" "Gossiping about the Alpha King." Marcellus interrupted, finally getting in front of them and scanning his gaze on their faces. They were all tense and didn’t say anything, embarrassment etched on their features. But Marcellus didn’t mind. Honestly, if he could, he would encourage these men to keep up with the gossip. Soon enough, that could breed chaos and mistrust if he plays his cards right. "S– Sir, that’s not the case at all." The guard stuttered, glancing around at his comrades as his face paled. "It’s just that we were curious about–" "Please..." Marcellus interrupted him once again, a smirk on his face as he placed his right hand on the guard’s shoulder, bringing his mouth close to his ear. "What’s your name again?" He could feel how uncomfortable the man was but Marcellus couldn’t care less. "A– Alaric, sir." The young man blurted, his voice getting shaky with pensiveness. Marcellus’ smirk only widened as he nodded before continuing. "Alaric, dear. Please, don’t insult my intelligence by lying. Especially not after I heard you all on my way here." Marcellus still had his right hand on Alaric’s shoulder and he glanced around at the others, noticing their unease and how they all tried their best to avoid his gaze. He couldn’t help himself from sniggering as he took a step back from Alaric, finally giving him some breathing space. Or so he thought... Right at that moment, during that brief interaction, Marcellus had managed to infiltrate his mind, skimming through his thoughts like an open book. Once he had enough control to look into his thoughts, he was thrilled to discover that his will, though strong, was made fickle by his own self-image. Hence why he found the need to bring up gossip to gain attention from the others. ’Pathetic.’ Marcellus thought to himself, feeling a deep disgust coming from within him but managing to hide it with the smile plastered on his face. "Now, boys. Don’t be afraid to share your thoughts next time, okay?" Marcellus’ voice was filled with sarcasm until he brought his gaze back to Alaric and his tone became firmer. "No matter how chaotic they may be." Alaric’s eyes fluttered, a flash of resistance glimmering in them. But it was no use... Marcellus was already in control and sent his will into his mind. This fragile werewolf will be his mole within the pack’s military force. Anyway, Marcellus cleared his throat, clasping his hands together with a smile on his face as usual. "Carry on." He gestured at them teasingly before he proceeded to walk away, heading for his residence. However, as he did, his lips curled up into a cold grin as he felt his spell on Alaric taking effect. Now he had hold over two werewolves in the pack. Odessa may be out of the coop but at least now he was slowly building his influence. Celine and Alaric... His heralds of chaos. [A/N: Hi, lovelies! The tension is building up and the book is about to enter another arc. What will happen next? What happened to Odessa in the Blood Oak Woods? Will the mysterious Lord Ryker get hold of her? Keep on reading to find out. <3 Also, don’t forget to comment your opinions and support by voting with your powerstones, golden tickets and gifts. Thank you!)

Chapter 93: _Heralds Of Chaos

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