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Maximinus chuckles. “You know that a wild pet like him will kill you.”
Aurelius never looks away from me. “He can try. He’ll fail.”
That’s what you think.
Shifters are fools when it comes to deals. They fail to realize that there are always loopholes.
I canserveAurelius, while I plot against him.
I canserveand still scheme to take back my kingdom and free my people.
I canserveand bleedhimout as the sacrifice to the Shadow Devils and finally…finally…rebirth the Winter Court.
Right now, I am alone, bound, and fallen.
But I am not without teeth.
I am not broken.
Aurelius thinks that he has caught me, when actuallyIhave caughthim.
He’s more shackled than I am, except the chains that bind him to me are invisible.
Aurelius cocks his head, frighteningly like he knows exactly what I’m scheming. “As long as he hates the Shadow Vampire King more than me, and I know that he will in the end, then my Kitten can live…and plot. I am interested to find out what type of Alpha he is. Let’s take him back to camp and show him his new cage.”
CHAPTER SEVEN
Aurelius’ Tent,Draca Military Camp
Freya
I slipa slice of sweet apple, which is drizzled with honey, between my lips and crunch down. The sweet taste bursts like life on my tongue.
I sigh.
On the moon, it’s good to eat like royalty. Why should I deny myself these perks?
Over the last couple of days and nights that I’ve been trapped in this tent with nothing to do but sleep in what’s admittedly the most comfortable nest I’ve ever been in, snoop through a Shadow Dragon King’s belongings, and eat, I’ve become friends with the two Beta guards outside.
I even tried to break into the chest, which isornamented with gold flames, but it scorched me with powerful protective magic as soon as I touched it.
Aurelius must have some true treasure and secrets hidden inside there. It’s a shame that I don’t have longer to work out how to break in and steal them.
To my shock,Omegain this camp doesn’t automatically mean servant or lowest in the hierarchy like it does in Fang Kingdom.
And that means I can flex my con game.
Widening my eyes and pretending to be a sweet Omega in need has the Beta guards scurrying to bring me my every request.
If Aurelius ordered them to treat me like this, then I’m even better at playing this game than I thought I was. Have I conned the famously cold Alpha who appears to have been born without emotions?
Perhaps, I would make a good assassin.
When the guards brought me a warm, woolen crimson cloak and sturdy boots, they beamed with pride at making me smile.
I’d feel bad about the fact that the guards are actually helping me put together the kit that I need to escape, if I wasn’t going to be taken back to their capital to be turned into a fucking pet.
Each day, they’ve brought me the best food in camp, and I’ve hidden a portion away.
