The Alpha King's Witch Bride
Chapter 62: _Bent On Testing Him

Chapter 62: _Bent On Testing Him

When I finally got to the mansion, I went straight to the balcony of my room.

I had a glass of whiskey in hand, as well as the bottle containing the rest of the whiskey. My gaze was fixed on the moon, which was peeking through the clouds in its half phase.

"That woman..." I muttered to myself when I remembered the witch that tried to kill Odessa merely a few minutes ago.

The fact that she was still out there and I let Odessa wander off to the Blood Oak woods was daunting and sent a shiver down my spine when I thought more about it.

’Don’t you think we should go after her?’ Damon queried in my head, sounding equally worried. ’We could just watch from a distance and make sure she’s safe. No big deal or anything, in case you feel like that would make you seem soft.’

I smiled sarcastically, finishing the rest of the whiskey in the glass in one gulp before I sighed satisfactorily.

"That would be unnecessary, Damon. I doubt that the witch’s only aim was to kill Odessa." I mumbled physically, placing my right arm, which I used to hold the bottle of whiskey, on top of the railing.

I dimmed my eyes, thinking hard about the whole thing. There were much easier ways to kill Odessa than in a crowded ball meant to welcome the South American Alpha King.

The witch could have taken her out during one of her reckless night strolls. Or maybe poisoned her the way she poisoned the South American Alpha King.

Or at least... I think she’s the one who poisoned the South American Alpha King. If she didn’t then that would mean there was another culprit out there.

And if that was the case that would mean...

"Ugh... More work." I groaned, using the fingers of my left hand to rub my forehead.

After raising my head, my gaze subconsciously went to the event building where Alpha King Leonardo and Marcellus were receiving temporary treatment until Odessa arrived.

However, my eyes dimmed when I saw Celine stepping out of the building, walking down the steps in elegant strides.

I tilted my head when I saw her scanning her gaze around before walking to the corner of a building up ahead.

"What is that little bitch up to?" I mumbled to myself.

There was something suspicious about her recently. I couldn’t quite place my finger on it but she seemed to harbor even more hatred toward Odessa now.

It made me wonder if she had somehow found out the truth. That Odessa is my fated mate...

"Nah, that’s impossible. There’s no way she found out after all the effort I’ve put into keeping it a secret." I shook my head when the thought flashed through my mind, chuckling dryly to myself.

However, the more I thought about it, the more possible it seemed.

Maybe she overheard one of my arguments with Odessa? Or, maybe she was able to place the pieces of the puzzle together after noticing our interactions?

My grip on the glass in my hand tightened until I felt like it was going to break.

If Celine knew about Odessa and me and the truth about our relationship, I wasn’t sure she’d be able to keep such juicy information to herself. She might end up announcing it to the entire pack... Or worse.

’Don’t just stand there. Let’s go see what she’s up to!’ Damon growled, urging me mentally.

I proceeded to drop the glass and the bottle on the ground before I brought my gaze to the compound grounds.

Without a word, I leaped off my balcony, landing on the ground with the grace of a bird. My bones shifted to cushion my fall from such a height, my eyes flashing with the light of my wolf.

I ran out of the compound, going past the guards at the gate and heading straight to the corner close to the event building where Celine was.

"What else am I supposed to do? The bitch just can’t die."

I paused when I heard those words, my eyebrows furrowing into a frown. It sounded like Celine was arguing with someone.

I tilted my head, waiting to hear more.

"You know what? That’s not even my major concern now. One way or another, Odessa Pierce will die, regardless of what happened tonight." Celine said with an icy voice.

Unbelievable...

Or... On second thought, it was pretty believable.

’She’s one evil bitch.’ Damon muttered in my head. ’Do you think she had something to do with the attack?’

I shook my head before responding mentally. ’That sounds like a stretch. Celine always takes the words of her mother before making an action. Sending a witch after Odessa would be... Excessive.’

Even though I said that I still couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was off.

I began moving forward, taking a turn until I was in front of the narrow alleyway where Celine was in.

She had her back facing me, her phone in her ear. But she was so engrossed in the call that she didn’t even notice me.

"What about our last discussion? Do you think..." She was about to speak some more but then she paused.

"Hello?" She mumbled, removing the phone from her ears and staring at it before she spat. "You hung up?! How could–"

"It seems you’re bent on testing me, Celine." I couldn’t take it anymore and spoke with a growl, causing her to jerk in surprise before she swerved around to face me.

Her eyes widened as I slowly walked toward her, my shadow looming over her like a cloak.

"K– Kaelos?" She arched an eyebrow, her gaze steeling up. "What are you doing here? W– What? Are you stalking me now?"

I ignored her and got in front of her, my gaze fixed on her features before landing on her grey eyes.

"I’m not stalking you, Celine. On the contrary, I’m here to give you a warning in case I haven’t made it painstakingly clear already." I pointed a finger at her face but she didn’t budge and surprisingly maintained eye contact. "Odessa must remain alive. If you do anything funny, I’ll–"

Before I could complete my sentence, Celine burst into laughter, placing her right hand on the wall. Her laughter echoed around the alleyway, causing me to squint my eyes.

Has she finally lost it?

"How cute." She finally muttered when she’d finished laughing, using her fingers to clean off some tears. "Don’t worry, Kaelos. Trust me when I say that my mother and I are the least of your worries when it comes to that witch’s ’safety’."

My eyebrows furrowed as I tried to wrap my head around what she said. What is that supposed to mean?

I leaned in closer, but that only managed to make her lips curl into a sly smirk.

"What do you know that you’re not telling me?" I asked coldly, my voice rumbling with a predatory growl.

However, before I could even get a response from her, my phone rang, placing an abrupt stop to the tension.