Bride of the Cursed Alpha (Auren and Lucien) novel Chapter 124

Chapter 124

Third POV

She chuckled. “It’s nothing great actually. It’s just that I found a journal of rare wolf myths in the library a few days ago. It also contained information about some Bride Bane’s curse on Shadowfang pack.”

Auren’s eyes widened in shock. “What?”

Sable gulped. “It is not my place to tell you about the curse, but the entire pack knows about it. I thought I might help you if I could with whatever info I found.” She started wringing her hands in front of her to appear innocent and flustered. “If you don’t want, I’ll—”

“No! I want to know about it,” Auren said. “Where is the journal?”

Sable smiled sweetly. The trap was laid. Hook, line and sinker. “It’s in row twelve of the library. I can take you there.”

Auren got up immediately, excitement showing on her face. “Please do!”

They were on their way to the library, which was mostly empty. No one other than the cleaners visited it for dusting and keeping it clean. Sable opened the door for Auren. She led her to row twelve. “It’s right there,” she pointed. “I’ll guide you to it and then leave. Vivi is calling me for some

work!”

“Oh, it’s fine,” Auren replied. “I’ll find my way. You may go.”

Sable smiled and bowed to her before leaving. She walked out of the library and locked it from outside quietly so that Auren wouldn’t hear the click.

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And now she waited for the chaos to begin. As she walked casually toward the kitchen, she recalled how the witch had helped her not knowing her true intentions. Bless the black market. She had found her by chance when she was a stripper. The witch had given her potions that not only helped her alter her appearance slightly, it also helped her change her scent. But she didn’t just depend on the potions, she used a prosthetic mask on her face. She had reduced her weight. No one could recognize her–even the mighty Alpha of the North. Her decoy was perfect.

She rubbed her hands in excitement and recited the spell the witch had told her, just before she reached the kitchen. The first explosion boomed, rattling the windows and doors of the manor. Chaos ensued. People screamed and ran out to see what it was. She saw Beta Tarian sprinting toward the training arena. Lucien was in his office, so it was going to take him some time to reach. She had exactly ten minutes to kill Auren.

“Run, run!” she shouted to the omegas. The omegas screamed and ran out of the manor. Even the guards ran out to check out what was going on. She chanted another spell. More explosions took place. The kitchen was empty now. Sable made her way to the knife stand, and drew two butcher knives. Then she headed back to the library.

She walked down the corridors soundlessly, watching everyone. She had concealed the twin butcher knives beneath her apron. Pure bedlam had descended on the manor. There were shrieks, hurried boots, and commands. Though she couldn’t see the flames that were now engulfing the training arena, she could smell the smoke. Her heart pounded with anticipation.

This was the moment she had waited for ever since her plans to pull down Auren at the High Council had gone awry. Ever since the High Council had released a red alert for her.

At last, Auren was alone. She was trapped. Unaware of the mayhem outside. Exactly as planned.

Sable chuckled as she thought that Auren must be reading the journal, completely oblivious of what was happening in the manor. She was going to take her by surprise. Kill her smoothly. She knew that Auren’s wolf had come out. She was huge and powerful. But fate was on her side. Auren wouldn’t shift into her wolf because she was pregnant. Pregnant she–wolves never shifted because they protected their pups. Shifting would cause change in their body shape, which pups couldn’t handle.

As she walked through the corridor that led to the library, the heavy scent of smoke seeped in the air. She liked it because it was a smell of distraction, of opportunity. She reached the library doors, which were locked from outside. She looked to her right and left to scan if there was anyone. There was no one. She opened the lock softly and entered the library.

Inside, the library remained as calm as she had left it. The chaos outside hadn’t touched this part of the manor. Slowly, she took out her knives and padded her way toward where Auren was sitting.

Auren wasn’t where she had left her. The journal was lying on the table. She gritted her teeth, hating it. She snapped her eyes to the right to find her. She picked up her smell and padded toward a row beyond row twelve.

There Auren was. Standing at one of the back shelves, totally unaware of the storm brewing in the manor, and the one behind her. She was flipping through the pages of another book.

Sable’s smile twisted.

Cautiously, she took out her knives. She crept forward, blade gleaming under the light, boots silent on the carpet. But her heart thundered in her 1/2

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chest with every step she took. It wasn’t out of fear though. It was her rage as she remembered how Lucien chose Auren, a pathetic omega over her. Of Tarian hunting the witch in the forest. Of Lucien throwing her family in dungeons. Of her running like a criminal. Of Tom, dead now, like a bug she squashed under her foot.

When she was only a few feet, she raised the first knife and aimed it at her throat. She kept the second one aimed at her chest.

But just as she took that final step, Auren turned. Their eyes met.

Auren froze for a moment as air thickened between them. Her brows drew in confusion. “Belle?”