The Alpha King's Witch Bride
Chapter 105: _The Scales Could Shift

Chapter 105: _The Scales Could Shift

Marcellus’ POV

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The next morning, Marcellus was busy looking through some paperwork the Gamma had sent him concerning all the different murder cases in the pack since Odessa arrived.

He did this in the comfort of his balcony while sipping an alcoholic drink that he mixed himself as the morning sun rays shone on him.

"Ridiculous..." He muttered at a point, scoffing and shaking his head as he skimmed through the reports. "This whole pack is a clown show."

The reports didn’t seem to have any valuable information that could help further the investigations, and the Gamma and the pack soldiers seemed to be stuck at a bottleneck.

Apart from knowing that witchcraft was involved... There were no other clues that they could piece together that would show they were making progress.

"I guess it will forever remain a mystery." Marcellus sniggered, shaking his head as he flung the papers away.

He took a sip from the glass of the special alcohol in his right hand, sighing satisfactorily as he closed his eyes to relax. He would hand the papers to Kaelos later.

Suddenly, he felt a presence behind him and sighed before he opened his eyes slowly and glanced back.

"Regina, what the heck are you doing here now?" He asked without bothering to pay much attention to her. "Also, I must say I don’t know if I should be impressed by your repeated ability to bypass the pack’s security like it’s nothing or to once again mock this pack’s incompetence."

Regina chuckled slyly as she stepped forward, leaning against the handrails of the balcony and staring at Marcellus with both amusement and curiosity.

"Well, with what I know about this pack so far, it should probably be the latter." She remarked, parting aside some strands of her raven black before she continued. "Anyway, I’m here because that bitch of a Luna Queen reached out to me again. She asked why Odessa is still alive."

Marcellus sniggered, taking yet another sip of his drink until he realized that he had already finished it all.

He sighed, snapping his fingers, causing a bottle of the mixture to levitate to him, allowing him to grab it and pour himself another shot.

"Well, what did you say to her?" He asked, raising an eyebrow and staring at Regina who took the bottle off his hands when he set it aside.

Regina sniffed the contents of the bottle briefly before she spoke again. "That’s some good stuff right there. But anyway, I told her not to rush me and that I knew what I was doing. But there’s something off about her that I noticed."

Ever since Marcellus placed that spell on Celine, she’s been trying to go above and beyond to get rid of Odessa... Permanently.

It was fun to watch since the spell was capable of bringing out spontaneous outcomes that even he couldn’t predict... But it was also a risky gamble.

However, despite these odds, Marcellus waved dismissively at Regina. "That’s simply my spell pushing her to release her inner chaos. She’ll be fine... Or not."

He sniggered, obviously not bothered at all.

However, Regina didn’t share in his humor and folded her arms in front of her chest.

"I’m telling you that the desperation I saw in her tells me she has something in store that she hasn’t done yet. Something that’s beyond waiting for me to get rid of the powerless witch."

Regina paused just then, a thoughtful look on her face until she smacked her forehead lightly.

"Oh, right. She’s a hybrid now, not just a powerless witch." She remarked, sounding amused as she fixed her gaze on Marcellus who didn’t say anything. "Is it really true? Odessa Pierce being a hybrid."

Marcellus rolled his eyes, crossing one leg on top of the other before he spoke. "I’m guessing you got the news from Lord Ryker himself. So why are you still asking me? Don’t you trust our lord’s words anymore?"

Regina’s eyes shone in alarm as if his words were blasphemous, causing her to hit him on the shoulder.

Marcellus glanced at his shoulder before he arched an eyebrow at Regina who began throwing a tantrum.

"How could you say that? I’m just... Shocked." She said, lowering her voice now. "If Odessa Pierce is a true hybrid, then that could change the scales of this war drastically. And if she happens to awaken her magic..."

Yeah, yeah... Good and evil will clash, world-ending battles... blah, blah, blah.

As legendary as it all sounded, Marcellus really couldn’t care less. The only thing that seemed to spark his interest when he thought about Odessa was the possibility of using her to have children.

The power they would have would be massive!

He’s never shown interest in the idea of having a mate or a woman to call his own until now. And it both fascinated him and irked him to no end.

"It’s going to be hard keeping my end of the bargain with Celine now that the true lord of the North wants Odessa to be brought to him alive," Regina remarked just then, finally stepping away from the handrail of the balcony. "Perhaps I should watch Odessa while–"

"Don’t you think you’re overstepping your boundaries just a little bit, Regina?" Marcellus interrupted her, staring blankly at her with his drink in hand. "Lord Ryker assigned ME to watch Odessa. His right hand."

Regina scoffed just then, causing Marcellus to grit his teeth with agitation.

"Yeah, right. Well, I’m telling you now that his left hand, me, wouldn’t mind helping out." She said casually, unaware of Marcellus’ rising irritation. "After all, I can blend in as well as you. It’s not like you’re doing much of a good job with these werewolves any–"

Before she could finish speaking, Marcellus snapped and stood up, seizing her by the throat and causing her to gasp for air.

Regina’s mouth was open wide with shock and confusion as Marcellus brought his face inches away from hers, his gaze cold.

"You must have a death wish, dear Regina." He muttered coldly, a sinister smirk curling up his lips.

However, before he could do anything to her, Cullen’s voice spoke up from behind him.

"Sir, the Alpha King asks that you show up at the pack’s main gate."

Bloody hell...