Chapter 27: Poisoning
Chapter 27: Poisoning
(Isadora’s POV)
After Olivia left, I stood alone in the hallway, my emotions churning like a storm. I hated her. I hated her hypocrisy, her perfect facade that everyone adored.
But her expression just now had been so sincere. So genuine.
We had once been very good friends. When Olivia became my sister–in–law, I wasn’t even eighteen yet. She had always doted on me greatly.
The jewelry I liked, the expensive clothes I coveted – Olivia would buy them for me without hesitation. She was always generous, always kind.
Those memories made my hatred feel heavier, more complicated.
“Isadora.” Eleonora’s voice cut through my thoughts like a blade.
I turned to see my mother approaching, her expression cold and calculating. She had clearly overheard my
conversation with Olivia.
“You are not allowed to accept those territorial rights,” she said firmly. “Even if you do accept them, I will absolutely not let Olivia transfer them out.”
My jaw dropped. “Why can’t I have them? I’m your child too.”
My mother glanced at me with a look of disgust and disdain, “Because you’re a fool who lacks the ability to
handle these territorial rights.”
The words hit me like physical blows. “Mother, I-”
“You don’t have one–tenth of Olivia’s intelligence,” she continued mercilessly. “You’re as stupid as Olivia’s
mother Lyra. Sometimes I truly doubt whether you’re really my own biological child.”
She’s always like this – in her eyes, I’ve always been nothing but a useless daughter who only causes trouble.
Fury exploded in my chest. “The territory belongs to my brother! If Olivia wants to transfer it to me, you have no right to interfere!”
Eleonora’s hand moved faster than lightning. The slap across my face sent stars dancing across my vision.
“Try it,” she sneered. “Theodore would not defy my wishes. I will absolutely not allow the territorial rights to fall into your hands, letting you threaten Theodore’s rule.”
She turned and walked away, leaving me standing there with my cheek burning.
In my mother’s eyes, the most important things were always my brother and her own status. Never me. Never
her daughter.
At that moment, I made up my mind. My earlier weakness was truly laughable–if that’s how it is, then I will destroy my brother’s reputation and show my mother my true capabilities.
The next morning arrived with gray skies and heavy clouds. The memorial ceremony for Lyra would be grand this year we were finally moving her ashes to the new cemetery.
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I waited until no one was around before slipping into the preparation room. My hands shook as I pulled out the small vial I had hidden in my dress.
Wolfsbane mixed with sildenafil and aconite extract. A combination that would drive any wolf into uncontrollable heat while clouding their judgment.
I poured the mixture into the water pitcher, watching the clear liquid swirl and settle. My heart pounded against my ribs.
Theodore appeared in the doorway, looking distracted and worried. “Where is Olivia?”
“She’s been in the inner chamber all morning,” I said, forcing my voice to remain steady. “Preparing for the ceremony.”
I picked up the water pitcher with trembling hands and approached him. “You look tired, brother. You should drink something.”
Theodore barely glanced at me as he took the glass. His attention was entirely focused on his concerns about Olivia.
He drank it down in one gulp.
I left the room with satisfaction burning in my chest.
(Theodore’s POV)
I hadn’t seen Olivia all morning, and worry gnawed at my insides. Today was her mother’s memorial service – I
knew how emotionally fragile she would be.
This year’s ceremony was particularly grand. We were finally moving Lyra’s ashes to the new cemetery, the one Olivia had designed herself.
The urn was placed in the inner chamber, waiting for Olivia to escort it to the cemetery after the ceremony
ended.
As I walked toward the inner chamber, a strange heat began building in my body. My skin felt like it was on fire, my blood rushing through my veins like molten metal.
Logan howled in my mind, a sound of pure, desperate need.
I feel like I’m in heat, and more intensely than ever before.
I pushed open the door to the inner chamber and froze.
Clara stood there waiting for me, dressed in ceremonial robes. The moment she saw me, she pounced forward like a predator.
“Theodore,I miss you so much,” she breathed, pressing herself against me.
Her ceremonial robes spread out with her movements, I realized with horror that she was completely naked
underneath the ceremonial robe.
As Clara’s hands roamed over my body, a paralyzing wave of heat swept through me. My vision blurred, everything tinted with an angry red mist.
I had been poisoned with wolfsbane. The potent, fast–acting kind.
My blood vessels bulged beneath my skin. My body felt like it was burning from the inside out.
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I pushed Clara away with all my strength. “Get away from me!”
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But she pressed close again, her tongue licking my Adam’s apple. “Theodore, I know you’re struggling to hold
it in, let me help you,” she whispered.
When she leaned close again, I caught the scent of ylang–ylang in her hair. This flower could make wolf’s bane more potent–she had poisoned me, it was all premeditated..
With a furious roar, I shoved her away from me.
I can’t lose my composure here. Someone could walk in at any moment, especially Livvy.
I couldn’t imagine how heartbroken Livvy would be if she found out about this. Whether she would ever
forgive me.
In my rage, I seized Clara by the throat and slammed her against the wall. “How dare you?”
My control was slipping. The wolfsbane made everything feel distant and hazy.
Clara struggled in my grip, her legs flailing wildly. Her feet knocked against the table behind her.
Just then, I heard voices from outside. Olivia and Isadora, their footsteps approaching.
In the moment I was distracted, Clara suddenly struggled violently. Her legs kicked out desperately.
Her foot connected with the urn.
Time slowed as I watched my mother–in–law’s ashes begin to fall. I lunged forward, trying to catch it, but the
wolfsbane made my movements sluggish and clumsy.
The urn crashed to the ground, shattering into a thousand pieces.
Lyra’s ashes scattered across the floor like gray snow.
“What’s that sound? Who’s in there?” Isadora’s voice shouted from outside.
Panic shot through me. I grabbed Clara and lifted the heavy curtain on the wall…
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