Chapter 40: To the guest Chamber

Candles made from wax flickered in the shrine, illuminating the kneeling shadow of the lost shepherd.

He hesitated for a few seconds before he spoke tentatively, “Blood matron, this plan, will it work?”

The blood matron replied almost instantly.

“Her hatred for him is not superficial. The only thing she needs is a chance to exert her revenge and work on that hatred of hers which will be to our benefits and advantage. With those ripe emotions, she will be willing to do anything. I heard he made her his sex slave, that makes it even better and that increases our chances with her.”

Hearing that, the man lowered his head and nodded without any question.

“What about our people there? Anything from them?” The blood matron’s soft voice rang out again, and the lost shepherd shook his head.

“I’m afraid not, blood matron. After the last attack, the security in the mansion had increased considerably, so our spy has been unable to do anything to prevent attracting suspicion from others.”

The blood matron nodded, “Precaution is necessary. Alright, go ahead with the plan and don’t forget to look out for any information about the pearls.”

“Yes, blood matron.”

“Do not fail this time. I want considerable damage done to Damien this time. Don’t bother to come back here if you fail.” She added without any emotion in her voice.

“Understood.”

With that, the transparent screen flickered for a second and then, the image disappeared, leaving no trace. The runes dimmed and the shrine returned back to the normal suffocating stillness.

The lost shepherd did not stand up until after a whole minute had gone by. Then he reached for a small vial at a corner of the shrine, close to the altar.

Inside the vial was a thick, green liquid that shimmered with the light, he pushed open the lid and drank the pungent liquid without any expression on his pale face.

The effect was almost immediate.

His body suddenly started convulsing violently, as though something was happening inside him. His bones shifted and his spine arched in a grotesque manner, causing his entire body to bend in.

His joints crackled loudly and his height suddenly dropped, making him appear shorter than his usual height. His face twisted and melted to form another face entirely.

The process took less than ten minutes, but if someone outside were to witness this, they would have been unable to close their eyes due to shock and disbelief.

At that moment, the lost shepherd had turned into an entirely different person.

His posture, face, body, height. Everything was different in comparison to the lost shepherd that entered the shrine earlier.

Naked, he grabbed a pair of ragged and dirt-stained clothes from nowhere and put it on.

Moments later, he stepped out of the secret passageway and out of the small hut, his entire being different. If any of his men saw him now, none would have recognized him at all.

What they would have seen was a ragged man of average height, face worn out and pale due to stress, fatigue, hunger and lack of sleep.

The man glanced around for a few seconds before disappearing in a corner.

…

Hazel glanced at Mireya’s calm, but subtle mocking smile and suppressed her anger.

“Considering Lady Mireya’s righteous image and the fact that learning is what you desire, I am certain you should know that not everything you see is beneath you. No matter how you choose to see it or name it.” Hazel replied calmly and Mireya’s smile froze.

But she was not given the chance to speak again.

Damien’s eyes flashed with something dark as he glanced at Hazel before turning to the guard behind him.

“Escort Lady Mireya to the guest chamber in the north wing and ensure she lacks nothing.” He ordered and gloom flashed in Mireya’s eyes.

She quickly put on a smile as she turned to Damien, “Alpha, the nature of my visit here is slightly sensitive as you know. The northern wing seems too far, I would rather not be isolated in a place I desire to learn about. But I would be pleased to stay closer to you, I am certain we could discuss pack matters at ease in that way.”

When Hazel heard that, she almost snorted.

It seems there are still some blind men who would be willing to stay with someone like this man.

Was she not even disgusted and ashamed? Looking at his masked face with so much adoration, was she blind?

She even wants to stay close to him.

Well, that’s even better. If she is close to him, then Hazel won’t have to worry about serving him or warming his bed.

Hazel was supposed to be happy and relieved.

But, what’s going on with the sudden tightening of her chest? Was she sick? Could it be cold?

Damien did not hide his scoff.

“Pack matters? That is something your father can propose to me, not you. If Lady Mireya is not satisfied with my arrangement, you might as well find an inn to stay in. You are always welcome.” Damien replied calmly and Mireya could not even keep her smile anymore.

Hazel did not want to watch their drama and decided to leave.

“You are coming with me.” Damien’s voice halted her steps and she turned to him with a frown.

“As the Alpha can see, I am on my way to the dining hall. You should entertain your guests.” Hazel said coolly and Damien frowned, looking somewhat displeased.

“You will come with me.” He repeated.

“I just said I am hungry.” She also replied stubbornly, both of them unwilling to give in to each other. “Unless feeding your slaves is now part of your Alpha’s duty?”

No one dared to speak.

But Mireya had a mocking smile on her face.

She has heard a lot about Damien’s bad temper, and knew that no one would dare to speak to him in such a manner and leave scot free.

Mireya could almost imagine Hazel in her own pool of blood after hours of being punished by Damien’s people.

But what she heard next made her face stiff.

“The dining hall it is then. You are coming with me.”