Chapter Eighty Two
Chapter Eighty Two
The history books said nothing about the curse, and everything else was in there. She had brought up an explanation for that. I should have known she was lying, but I had no idea of what was happening; at that point, I would have believed anything.
“Flynn gave her a potion; she managed to slip it into your meals before they got delivered.”
“That doesn’t sound very convincing; my meals are only handled by the cooks and maids; they know better than to try poison me.”
“Of course they do, but then again, there is… Pricilla.” Realization dawned on me almost immediately. I had let her back into my pack for Axel’s sake; she was his mother despite everything she had done, I wanted to give her a chance. That was my mistake. “You don’t have to hate her; it wasn’t exactly her fault. She was simply the easiest option. When she came to you, she never planned to betray you or the pack; she had pleaded a whole lot about how she wanted to be a changed person and how she didn’t want to disappoint you because that would mean disappointing her son, Axel–that was his name. Extra measures were taken; her second son and sweetheart was taken and held hostage. He had been released now; she had completed her task brilliantly.
The plan was simple. Flynn ‘the warlock‘ makes a potion that unsettles your werewolf, in other words it becomes violent; he passes this potion to Bella, who also passes it to your maid, Pricilla. It wouldn’t affect Riley; her wolf is dormant.”
“All along, you’ve been a part of this?”
“There is hardly anything one could keep from a demon.”
“Being here feels like déjà vu; I must be pretty important having so many people after me.” I said, and
he smiled.
“You are.”
I had to find a way out of here fast, but I would have to deceive them into believing I had given up.
“I would let you in on a secret.” He says.
“Is it not like I would be getting out of here alive now, will I?”
“No. All possible ends suggest you die.”
“Glad to know my fate had already been decided.”
“Every single person here wants something from you. We might have come together to ensure you are captured, but soon the real battle will begin; each person will turn against the next. Your brother…”
“Half brother.” I corrected.
“Your half–brother, Logan Dimintri, wants you dead, not just because he is jealous of you, but because if he kills you, your crown could possibly be passed down to him by the goddess. He would become the next Alpha King; your father needs your body; he believes when the ritual is completed and his entity is being passed into your body, he would become as strong as you, maybe even stronger; he would be the Alpha King once again, and he would reclaim his pack Vox, the Dark Overlord, wants something
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different. He is not interested in your crown; he wants an alliance, but that wouldn’t work if it’s you in place, so he needs someone who can take the throne and still bend to his every wish. He prefers working behind the scenes, and with the Alpha King under his control, he could take down packs, and no one can do a thing about it, and then me… All I want is to see you suffer; I want to watch Riley cry herself to death when she discovers that she would never be enough. We are all bound to have a clash, but whatever the case may be, you won’t survive it; this is the end of the road for you, Thane.
