Bride of the Cursed Alpha (Auren and Lucien) novel Chapter 205

Chapter 205

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Sheena watched Tamara leaving, a satisfied smile tugging at her lips. She had done her best to lure Tamara as the next sacrifice for their God, Sclothis. Sclothis was going to be so proud of her and would promote her in the ranks after this. She would be able to stand at the main oval table and dissect the body directly instead of watching it from sidelines always.

As soon as Tamara left, Sheena hurried down to her place, a small apartment where the rest of the cultists were waiting for the latest update on the mark.

“What did she say?” Ozra asked excitedly. She was the one heading the project. All others were either sitting and doing their usual office work or watching TV. All the cultists were employed but no one knew that they also belonged to Selothis’s cult. It was a code between them not to tell anyone which cult they belonged to. If they said it, they were executed by Selothis himself.

“It went well!” Sheena chirped. “Tamara has agreed for a dinner at her place. And-” she looked at Ozra with a glint in her eyes. “-you can come with me!”

Ozra’s lips curled up. “Good work, Sheena. You deserve a lot of praise.”

“Thank you!” Sheena grinned.

“That’s fine,” Ozra che “ut you

have to act like my drug–addict mother.”

Sheena looked at all others and found that they were looking at her curiously. “What?” she said, flipping her hair over her shoulder. “I may be young, but I know how to do the work.”

Others laughed but Ozra only smiled.

You are

the

youngest, and there was reason why Selothis included you in the cult.”

Sheena managed to smile, feeling proud of herself. This was her first project and she had succeeded. Tamara was in her grasp already. She had been charming, friendly and very sweet all the time, while maintaining an image of a poor little girl with a sad background. People fell for it so fast.

“So what’s the plan once we reach her place?” Sheena asked. “That place is guarded by over ten people. I don’t know why, but they are all fucking hulks. It would take more than physical strength to take them all down.”

Other men came to sit with Sheena at the table with their beers and laptops. “Tell us more about the house,” said the tallest one with glasses.

Sheena started, “Summer, our last sacrifice is in a room on the first floor. She is still weak and fragile, and that boy, Bradley -he is always around her. Tamara keeps looking out for Summer, which is stupid, but I guess, you can’t do anything about it. There are two girls who always work for them. Like house helps. And those are so scared of these men!”

“We have to do something to make sure that they are all down before we take Tamara,” the man breathed. “It would be impossible to steal her under such heavy security.”

“We can do it!” Sheena announced. “I’ve said that my mom makes lovely chicken pot pie.”

Everyone became silent for a few moments before a few men began laughing.

“That can be arranged,” Ozra replied with a smile. “I’ll add a heavy dose of drugs to the pot pie.”

“Yep!” Sheena said. “I’ll make sure that all of them eat it, including Tamara.”

“And once they have eaten it, it will take about twenty minutes for the effect to show. They’ll be down soon, and then all of you can come and bind them with ropes,” Ozra instructed.

“But you have to use a large dose,” one of the men said. “They are bulky people. They’ll need large doses in order to knock

off.”

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“I can use large doses, but what if they die,” Ozra pointed. “I mean they are drugs, not a child’s play. The last thing we want is police trailing us down.”

The man shrugged. “Do what you think is right. All I’m saying is that they should pass out for just enough time until we take Tamara with us.”

“Maybe you can mix a little extra,” Sheena suggested. “We need enough time to take Tamara out of there and into the cult building.”

There was a heavy silence as they all planned their next move. Everything was in place, but there was anxiety in the air.

“Why don’t you get Tamara out of her house and drug her?” another thin and wiry man suggested.

“You mean drug her in the public?” Sheena scoffed. “Are you out of your mind? I will be caught immediately!”

“I am just suggesting…” he murmured.

“But I don’t think that everyone is gonna eat that chicken pot pie!” a man grunted.

“That could be an issue,” another said.

Ozra took a deep breath in because this was a genuine problem. “I’ll get some red velvet pastries and lace them with drugs.”

“You know what?” a man interrupted. “You can take wine bottle laced with drugs. That usually does wonders. In this case you should take two wine bottles.”

Ozra narrowed her eyes. “That’s great idea. Better than red velvet pastries. You can put drugs in the bottles?”

“Yes, I can,” the man replied with a hint of pride. “It’s easy to inject it through cork.”

“How am I looking?” Ozra asked Sheena as she looked at herself in the mirror. She was wearing a bright blue cotton dress with a blue headband. She had put on makeup on herself, making dark circles under her eyes, and adding lines to make her skin look saggy.

“Wait for our call, okay?” Ozra said to the men. “Don’t move before that. Our objective is to get Tamara, and no one else.”