Chapter 97
Some of the Lunas scream, others growl, ready to shift when the assassin suddenly blows a powdery substance into the air and they choke on it, clutching their throats and yelling in pain, unable to morph
into wolf form
Leila’s fear triples as she is the only one not affected by whatever he blows in the air, whatever it is, it seems to be affecting the wolves.
She turns her gaze to Carmela and Carmela is sitting on the floor. unaffected, a coy sinister smile on her lips.
She flicks her brows at Leila and slides her index finger across her. throat and Leila’s attention immediately returns to the man who is only a breadth away from her.
She quickly grabs a bottle of wine on the table in fear and desperation. to defend herself but to her utmost surprise, the assassin walks past her, giving her a cold stare that keeps her frozen to a spot and he grabs. Margaux and slams her on the table.
Margaux lets out an agonising and painful scream,
“Please…what did I do to you,” she mutters in pain.
The assassin smirks sinisterly. “Nothing to me but you picked a wrong side,” he says, retracting his claws, about to dig into Margaux’s chest. when a figure rushes past Leila.
The next thing Leila sees is the body of the assassin dropping to the floor, a huge hole in his chest, right where his heart used to be, a clear look of shock in his wide open eyes and with his last breath, he points to Leila, trying to speak but only blood spurts out of his mouth and he breathes his last.
“I guess the advisor was needed after all,” Carmela says in a smug
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Leila slaps Carmela hard across the face. “You bitch, tell the truth, this is your doing!”
“Why are you so evil, Leila? You tried to kill me a few days ago and I let that go, because I know you feel threatened, but how could you stain the pack’s name?! If Luna Margaux had died on our territory, what do you think would happen to our people?! Do you want to start a civil war?”
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