Alpha Damien's Trouble Maker (by Ruby Anne) novel Chapter 219

Chapter 219

Evelyn’s face turned deathly pale. Her eyes widened in pure terror as she shook her head frantically. “No! I didn’t steal! You’re lying! I didn’t steal anything!”

I cut her off before she could continue her desperate pleas. “Everyone saw you though. So don’t lie.” I glanced at the guards and ordered coldly, “Alright then. Someone cut off her hands here.”

The women around us gasped loudly in shock, exchanging wide-eyed glances and muttering among themselves. They were clearly surprised to hear me order something so brutal right in the middle of the garden. I turned to them with an apologetic smile and said gently, “I am sorry for letting you see such an ugly sight, but there is nothing I can do. I have to do it because of the princess.”

The women obviously didn’t want to witness something so gruesome, but they all nodded quickly, forcing smiles and trying their best not to annoy me. One of the guards stepped forward with a sharp sword while another grabbed Evelyn’s arm, forcing her hand onto a flat stone. Evelyn was shaking violently now, tears streaming down her face as she begged, “No… please no! I didn’t steal!”

In the background, Silas was screaming and fighting desperately against the many guards holding him down. Even though he was a strong black wolf, he couldn’t break free, my guards were a lot. “Let her go!” he roared, his voice filled with fury and fear.

Avery looked at me with barely contained anger and said firmly, “That is enough. I will punish her myself. I will give you anything, just let her go.”

I smiled innocently and replied, “I don’t understand what you mean. She belongs to me. I’m just punishing my servant. There is nothing you can do.”

Avery opened her mouth to argue further, but her royal maid quickly held her arm and shook her head, silently warning her not to interfere. They both knew that if Avery pushed too hard and word reached her mother, the Luna, it would put Avery at a disadvantage. No one wanted to get into serious trouble over a mere servant. But I knew Avery well. She wouldn’t easily let Evelyn, Selene’s precious maid, get hurt.

I looked at the guard holding the sword and nodded. He raised the blade high, preparing to bring it down.

Evelyn was sobbing openly now, her eyes squeezed shut in terror as she waited for the strike.

Avery stepped forward desperately and said, “Sienna, let’s talk. Must you do this? If you cut off her hand, you will kill her. Even if she lives, you will destroy her bright future.”

I simply shrugged, my smile never fading. “I can do anything I want, Princess Avery. She is my servant. My sister is dead, so she belongs to me. There is no one who can do anything about it.” I turned back to the guard and ordered sharply, “Now cut her hands!”

The guard raised the sword high, the blade glinting coldly in the sunlight as it began its downward arc toward Evelyn’s outstretched hand. Avery screamed desperately, “No! Wait!” but it was already too late. The sword was coming down fast, and I felt a rush of triumph bloom in my chest. I would get what I wanted again. Everything was going perfectly.

But before the blade could meet flesh, a lazy yet dangerously calm voice cut through the garden.

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Chapter 219

“Bullying my people when I’m not around, I see. How bold.”

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Everyone froze instantly. The voice echoed through the air, carrying an oppressive aura that made the entire garden tremble. No one dared speak. The women around me looked shocked, their eyes darting everywhere as they tried to figure out who had spoken with such chilling authority. But I didn’t need to search. I already knew. I knew that voice even in my nightmares. It haunted my sleep, whispering promises of revenge. My heart stopped beating for a second.

Impossible.

The guard hesitated for a heartbeat, his knuckles whitening around the hilt of his sword. Sweat beaded on his brow despite the chill in the air, his eyes flickering with unease. But duty, or fear of his masters, won out. He gritted his teeth and raised the blade higher, the steel glinting coldly as it prepared to sever Evelyn’s hand in one clean, merciless stroke.

In that moment, a vicious crack split the silence like thunder.

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