Bride of the Cursed Alpha (Auren and Lucien) novel Chapter 201

Hidden Treasure

Third POV

Selothis sat in his room with heavy curtains drawn shut against the moonlight. He hated moon, he hated it beams, and he hated the existence of moon goddess. She was sitting in her palace, loitering around the universe in her silver chariot while he was here, sitting in a room where the only light, was the dying embers in a fireplace. He stared at the embers, having forgotten to feed the fire because he was too busy thinking about the boy called Bradley. He had sniffed him as a werewolf. And that meant that he was somewhere pretty nearby. How could he not sniff a werewolf close to his house? He was seething because even his cult members couldn’t detect werewolves. How could they? They were all fucking humans.

His hand grasped the hilt of his dagger. He rubbed the cold steel absently, as if it would anchor him. This dagger was specially built to kill those who carried her bloodline.

The cultists were growing restless after the attack on their ritual. They wanted revenge. They were scared of they were raided, the police would discover bodies in the vicinity of the woods. And the number of bodies- He let out a growl. He as their leader had to promise them that Bradley, the boy who interfered with their mission, would be dealt swiftly.

“Patience,” he muttered under his breath as he got to fill the glass of whiskey. The shadows around him moved, agitated by his patience. But the word had become his mantra all these centuries.

The bloodline of the Moon Goddess was ancient and powerful. Its remnants were hidden for centuries, buried under myth and legend. Selothis knew the truth. He had to seize one of the descendants and get his kingdom back.

The next morning, he set his plans into motion. He had catalogued Brad’s scent. He tracked it and it took him to the college. And there he was shocked to get fading smells more werewolves. One in particular caught his attention. She was a bear shifter A professor called, Tulip Montana. He used his weak magic to look like a student, and mingled well with them. Over the conversation he came to know about Matt Erikson, and how he jilted her for a girl called, Tamara.

He used his weak magic to look like a professor, and walked in the campus with deliberate steps the next day, his eyes scanning the students who bustled past him. And then he saw her–he caught the scent of Tulip, a professor at the college, walking by with a group of students.

Successfully unlocked!

Selothis approached her with ease. He adopted the air of a charming professor, and spoke with her as if he they were colleagues. He had this deep, smooth voice that

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captivated her immediately.

“Professor Tulip,” he greeted, his eyes locked with hers.

When she looked at him, she let out a rough breath, easily falling to his charm. “Yes?”

He smiled. “I’m Selo Othis, professor of ancient history. I was wondering if we can talk?

Before Tulip knew it, she was mesmerized by him, and under his control already. They were in the library for the next hour. She went to take her classes but returned again and again to meet Professor Selo. By the time she had to return home, she found herself inviting him to her house in the campus.

As she drove with him to her house, Selo really wanted to get inside because he hated moonlight. “This place is lovely,” he commented as he looked at the boring vista.

She chuckled. “Thank you.” She went on to get wine for them. As she offered it to him, she said, “I looked at your profile. It is quite impressive.”

“That’s awesome,” she replied.

So she was trying to save herself.

In less than fifteen minutes, they were on her bed, having wild sex. He gave her what she needed, and now it was time to get what he needed. He intertwined his hands with hers, and asked, “I heard you also had a spat with a boy called Bradley Vaslof.”