Chapter 184
Ella pov
Is she dead? That stupid omega, she has to be. There’s no way she’s still breathing after what I did.
If Claire had done her job properly and lured her into that room, then she should be gone by now.
Even without living in the packhouse, I knew what that room was. Everyone did. It was the place where the king killed anyone who dared step inside, no matter who they were.
The room where the king kept the last pictures of his mate, the only fragments he had left of her piled up and treasured like relics.
It was pathetic, really. Centuries had passed, yet the great king still clung to her memory as if she’d just slipped away yesterday. His eyes never strayed from his late mate.
I wanted to burn that room. Burn Nyssa. Let the flames swallow them both, the pictures and that girl until nothing remained to hold him back. Because he was mine. Only mine.
But I couldn’t. Not when that coward of a maid trembled at the thought of fire, terrified of laying a hand on the king’s room. She couldn’t dare.
That was fine. I could wait.
Patience was all I needed.
Hehe… this was enough.
Just hearing that that bitch had been killed by her supposed mate, the Lycan King, was more than enough. The corners of my lips curved into a wild smile, and as I stared at the mirror, I could feel the excitement coursing through my veins, making it impossible to stay still.
I couldn’t help but order Quinn, my personal servant who was styling my hair, to check on Claire again.
“Quinn, call Claire and ask about the situation. The girl should be dead by now, don’t you think? Call and ask,” I said, almost vibrating with excitement.
Quinn stiffened, her hands freezing in my hair before she spoke,
“My lady… are you sure? Claire told us not to call her to avoid suspicion. She said she would call us back when things settle and report the situation to us.”
Her voice trembled slightly, as if afraid I’d lash out for her hesitation. But I didn’t. Not this time. I was in a good mood, and what she said was right.
It might be suspicious to call Claire now if something had gone wrong. I was confident the birch was dead, but I had to be careful. One misstep and it wasn’t just trouble with my dad, I could even be killed by the king, Better patience than death.
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Chapter 184
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“Ahem, you’re right. I should be careful and not do anything rash,” I said, a smile blooming on my lips as I picked up the lip gloss on the table and applied it, Quinn’s eyes widening slightly in surprise at how easily I’d agreed.
“That girl is going to die anyway. I’ll hear the news soon enough. I can’t have any dirt on me if I’m going to be the future queen, right?” I asked absentmindedly, rubbing my lips together and admiring my reflection with a satisfied smile.
I looked truly stunning.
“Y–yes, my lady,” Quinn said immediately, a grin spreading across her face as she agreed with me.
“You’re right. Only a woman like you is worthy of being the king’s queen. No one in this pack is as beautiful as you, my lady,” she continued, buttering me up. “You have flawless skin, a breathtaking appearance that makes even men and women take a second look, eyes that shine like the moon… My lady, you are perfect, queen material. Soon enough, you’ll become queen. I can feel it, my lady.”
The corners of her lips stretched into a wild grin as she spoke, and for a brief moment, I just stared at her without a word, brow arched, staring plainly at her. She froze when she met my gaze, her body stiffening.
This slave, I knew she was just saying this to stay on my good side. A lowly servant chasing favor and money, obvious in every way. But still, her words made me happy. Really happy. I didn’t care if she meant them or not; hearing them, especially when I was about to receive good news, kept me in a brilliant mood.
The next second, I burst out laughing, shaking my head as I muttered,
“Right! You have good eyes, girl. Really smart, really smart!” I laughed, reaching into my purse. Without checking or counting, I drew out some dollar bills and tossed them carelessly to the ground with a wild smile.
“That is for you, for being a good slave,” I said, adjusting my hair as I watched.
Almost immediately, Quinn’s eyes widened in surprise. She dropped to the ground, lowering her head in a deep bow, greedily snatching the bills from the floor. Her face lit with a mix of shock and joy as she exclaimed,
“O–oh my goddess! Thank you, my lady! Thank you so much! You are so kind, my lady. I promise I will always serve by your side and take care of you. Thank you so much!”
I scoffed and waved nonchalantly, rolling my eyes at the pathetic scene.
It was really pathetic. How a piece of paper could so easily sway someone’s decision and change them completely. In this world, there were two things that mattered most: money and power.
I had never stepped outside the Lunaris Dominion, but I assumed it was the same in the outside world.
It was money that I had used to pay that dumb maid to lure Nyssa into the room, and I had it. I already had enough to do whatever I wanted, to spend however I pleased. My father was one of the elders of this pack; he had so much wealth that it had become tiresome to spend. But power… now that was what I truly wanted.
Sure, my father was powerful, but he wasn’t the most powerful man in the pack. He didn’t hold the highest position. One man did: Darius. That was why I had set my eyes on him.
And soon… soon enough, everything would be mine.
My grin widened as I imagined being crowned queen beside Darius, the servants bowing, calling me their queen, my friends and everyone showing me respect they normally wouldn’t give. I wanted that, and I would
have it.
I chuckled, just as I was about to tell Quinn to apply more makeup, when the door to my room burst open. making me jolt in shock. I turned to find Cassian standing there, eyes blazing daggers, a frown etched deep on his face as he gripped the doorknob with rage that sent shivers down my spine.
My eyes widened. This was the first time he had ever looked at me this way. The world seemed to pause around me, and before I could even say anything, Cassian hissed:
“You… How dare you do that, Ella!”
I flinched, and the lip gloss in my hand dripped to the grou
