Dacre was not happy to hear that. "Of course, I can. I am the King." He felt like he was being challenged and now he saw Khaos differently, especially with the way he replied to him.
The taste of victory over the coup that tried to kill him was rather addictive. He felt invincible, as if death couldn't touch him. The thrill Dacre felt as he watched those who had tried to betray him fall to their knees, their expressions crestfallen upon realizing their attempt had failed, was unlike anything he had ever experienced before.
The satisfaction he got from that was even greater than that of having mind blowing sex.
Khaos didn't hold back with his reply either. "I want to see you try."
Hearing that, Dacre felt anger boil in his veins. He stood up. His jaw hardened. "Is that a threat?"
The question was left unanswered as Khaos walked out of the room and left the King alone. Coldness fell in the throne room, as he seethed.
Outside, Caiden was waiting for Khaos. He heard the conversation inside and looked at his alpha with worry.
"I don't think it's right for you to provoke him now. You know he will retaliate, right?" Caiden looked around him to make sure no one was around to listen in on this conversation.
"Then, we only need to hasten our plan."
Caiden thought about it for a moment and then shrugged his shoulders. "You are right. Everything is ready now." He then remembered something crucial, cursing himself because he almost forgot this piece of information. "River Creek pack," he said to get Khaos' attention.
Both of them stopped in the middle of the hallway, where there was no guard or warrior around them.
"Alpha Roland's third son took over the pack and fortified themselves against the royal warriors, but there was a small movement from them. I believe Rhet, the third son, has led some of the warriors for the rescue of his little sister. I heard the two of them are close."
Khaos thought about it for a moment and then gave his gamma a specific instruction that left him dumbstruck.
"Are you sure?!" Caiden widened his eyes in disbelief. "Are you going to let it happen?"
"Yes."
And with that, Khaos continued to walk away, leaving Caiden stunned speechless. The alpha was heading toward the dungeon, visiting a certain woman.
This visit had been long overdue.
***
"I don't think this is a good idea," one of the guards groaned, but he still did what his partner told him to do. He fiddled with the lock of Zuri's cell. At this point, Zuri had stopped eating and just stared blankly at the ceiling, talking to herself.
Sometimes, she would talk in a whispery tone, but there would also be times when she screamed and threw everything that she could get her hands on, but most of the time, she would be sleeping.
The moment Zuri was released from the silver ropes that restrained her, the first thing she did was to claw his face.
She clawed the guard's face so deep, she managed to tear a good chunk of his flesh, making him cry out loud from the pain.
"Arrghh!"
The guard's shrill scream echoed in this dirty cell, bouncing off the damp walls.
But, before he could recover, Zuri shifted into her black beast and bit his neck, crushing his windpipe, which caused his sudden death.
He had unleashed a nightmare.
Zuri had been keeping her bloodthirsty thoughts to herself, ignoring the voices in her head that wanted blood. That wanted her to kill and today, she made her first kill.
There was no fear, no hesitation, the look in her eyes, almost close to satisfaction, as she finally gave into the darkest thoughts she had been pushing back to the farthest edge of her
mind.
It was satisfying as she watched life leave the guard's body and his body went still.
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