Chapter Seventeen

Chapter 17

"What are you still doing, quick, remove the arrows, the queen request of my presence."

Philip said, and at his words, Envaline quickly removed the arrows from his back, his back looked quite bloody, but he never flinched as she removes the arrows, but she was surprised at how quick he healed, it took her sometime to remove those arrows.

As she removed the last arrow, she sighed in relief, finally done with removing the arrows, and all the injuries had healed, it was as if nothing had happened in the first place.

"I am all done sir."

She said bowing, looking up slightly as he wore back his cloth, which looks quite torn, with the multiple arrows thrown at him.

"Won't you clean the blood sir?"

She asked, wondering if he was going to meet the queen like this, with all those blood on his shirt.

"No, we werewolves are bloody people, we are not the ones to stay without having any blood on us, the queen won't even bother about the blood, I think you should be the one concerned about your well being."

Philip said, Envaline was confused, she did not understanding what he meant.

"Wolfie stays at the front door of the beta's chamber, he is the beta's pet, he kind of protect the beta, he only knews few of the beta's people, the king, the beta, me, and three more people, so pray, the pet identifies you as a friend."

He said, already concerned, if the beta wanted to get rid of the girl, but considering the way he treated her, he never wished the girl death, but instead, the beta wanted his pet to accept her, alone, when he is not there.

"But why can't I be in another room, apart from his chambers, I can manage very well, alone in my own room."

"That is the beta's order, he wants you to be protected, from any harm"

He said, and Envaline bowed down, concerned over the pet , hoping it was a cat or even a mouse.

"I will leave from here, the butler will lead you to the beta chambers, I already informed him, if you need anything, do inform the butler, he knows about your arrival."

Philip said, about leaving when he heard a voice thundered in his head,

(If you don't arrive to the meeting hall, I will make sure I get your head detached from hour body, and then hang your headless body on a stake if you keep me waiting for the next three minutes.)

The voice said, sounding so angry, and filled with a promise, to fulfill what she had just said,

(I am sorry my queen)

He mind linked the queen back, now turning towards the girl who was at his back.

"Close your eyes."

He said, she looked confused at his words, but still; closed her eyes, and all she could hear were breaking of bones as she closed her eyes, she didn't know what that noise meant, but when she opened her eyes to look at the Sir Philip, she couldn't find him, all she saw was a tail, disappearing out from her view, and she wondered, if Sir Philip had turned to a wolf, as she stared ahead, she heard the door of the mansion opened, and a man stepped out from it, quite old in age.

"Good evening Miss"

The man said, urshering her into the mansion.

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"Why did you allow the slave escape you useless fool, why can't you fucking catch a slave, was she so fucking strong or what you son of a bitch"

Bethel said, working towards the guard who stood five meters away from him, the vampire backed away, so scared what his king would do to him, the act of the vampire made Bethel so angry, as quick as a lightening, Bethel ran towards the vampire, and quickly he ripped his head off, as the vampires head rolled down the floor, the blood splattering on the ground as the remaining part of the body fell on the ground in a thud, when the remaining guards saw what had happened, they gulped in fear, quickly the remaining three guards fell on the ground, bowing their heads down, as their face fell flat on the ground, they did not want to die.

"Please, have mercy on us my King, the slave got four of the guards dead with her voice, we couldn't enter the tent, because her voice would have killed us, I have never heard of any voice as high as this before, and it affected us the vampire."

One of the vampire's guard said quickly, the fear of being dead in the next minutes was so hard to comprehend.

That was new to him, a voice killing his four men at once, the only creatures that can destroy the vampires with their loud voices was the Sirens, they are the only creatures who even he himself gets scared of, but they have their weakness, they could seize their voice with a the smell of a gold dust, but the girl, was she a Siren, but she never looked like them, she never looked like a Siren, even though he did not know what she wasm

"Are the troops back from the battle?"

He asked, bending down on the floor, using the blood of the dead vampire who laid on the ground, to draw, the face of a familiar slave,

"No my king, I have not received any news from them, they have not mind linked me my king."

One of the guards said, stiil shaking in fear, over his fate in the hands of the vampire king, just as he was about to talk, Carson, his second in command, entered the tent, his face looked quite bloody, his body was full of blood and there was several cuts on his body, a part of his flesh, on his hand, was ripped off from his body, but that was not what drew his attention, what drew his attention was the piece of clothing in his hands, it looked so dirty, but, it contains a werewolf scent, he growled with anger, not thinking about how bloody Carson looked like, he rushed taking the clothe from him and sniffed it, it smelt like something familiar, something he had perceived before, but only once, just then, it clicked in, it was the smell of the werewolf King's slave, he growled, how would he had forgotten quickly, as he looked up, looking at Carson,

"Where did you find these clothes"

He questioned, and Carson bowed his head, a sign of submission, to his king,

"As we and the other warriors returned from the fight against the werewolves, one of the guard, coming rushing towards me, handling me the cloth, I perceived it would belong to the person who set the camp on fire, I also found, another dead vampire body behind the tree, the vampire lay naked, as if stabbed with a tiny pocket knife, on his throat"

Carson said, no longer bowing as he watched his friend, the King, growled with anger, and hate.

"So the slave have the guts to kill my men, good thing, she entered my eyes, I will make sure she suffers pain, till she dies, did you attack the werewolves"

Bethel said, watching as Carson looked down immediately at his words,

"No my king, they attacked us first, they even ambushed us in the borders facing the Ithaki, at first, we set an ambush in the north side of the black market, but they were already there, waiting for us, to arrive, they prepared, as if they knew what would happen"

Carson said, wondering how all of this was possible, it was so unreal for the werewolves to attack them first without knowing their plans; unless.......... there was a spy in their midst,

"There is a spy in our midst, that is the only conclusion I can think of, because, the werewolves can not attack us, without knowing our intentions"

Carson said, again his words provoked his king, more than he had seen him been provoked ever before.

"Treason, abomination, who dare comes to my land, to spy on me, they will be dead in seconds, if I ever find them."

Bethel said, as he squeezed the clothes on his hands, as if the clothes were the enemies whom he wanted to skin alive, Carson watched as he kept on renting his anger on the cloth,

"Why do you think she must have come to our camp"

Carson said, looking at the King, who quickly stopped renting his anger on the cloth, thinking now, why would the slave come to his tent, to burn down his tent, and attack his men, she was quite strong and he smiled, he loves fierce and he loves it that he knew why she came, looking attacking his tent, his men.

"I know why Carson, she came for her slave friend, she came for my slave, to save her friend, who got sold to the wild beast. She just made her bait known to us, such a foolish move"

Bethel said, laughing slowly, then loudly, and Carson smiled loudly after him, even he himself, he have a slave to catch, the Beta slave.