Bianca's pov:
I could feel the nagging sensation in my heart, I felt very angry to even think about anything.
I strode angrily into my room, pacing back and forth in deep thought.
I lifted my head as I felt the door pull open, striding from it was Iris.
"You called, Miss….." She bowed slightly with her head lowered.
"Yes! I called," I mumbled.
"Lift your head because I want to be looking straight into your eyes as I say these things," I instructed and she complied immediately.
"Juliet the luna of the bright moon pack will be staying in this palace for days from now…." I swallowed bitterly.
"Yes! Her room has been prepared and arranged," Iris countered.
"Good…..hmm," I smiled bitterly when nodding my head forward.
"I want you to be her personal servant,"
"Miss but she said that she doesn't need any servant,"
"Hmm…… she did,"
"Yes!"
"Huh! You think that you are smart, Juliet," I cursed in between gritty teeth.
"I called you because I need you to carry out an assignment for me," I announced, gaining her attention.
"I guess you might have known what I mean,"
"Yes! But what is it this time around," her voice turned cold just like I love them whenever I am about to send her on a mission.
"I will give you a bottle with a small dark liquid on it…."
"Yes," she motioned for me to continue, I nodded with a small smile.
"Sprinkle the content inside a drink and serve it to her tonight," I said.
"I want her dead by tomorrow morning," I authorized.
"Here," I hand the content to her, she stretches her two hands forward and takes it.
"You already know what to do,"
"Yes! Like always, I will never fail you," she bowed.
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Juliet's pov:
I kept walking around the room with a satisfactory smile between my lips with my eyes shimmering.
I have always longed for this opportunity and now I am one step closer to my life desire.
I have all of them under my palms, I have always wished to have control over the whole werewolf realm and now it is gradually coming to fulfillment.
I can't wait to see the shock on Bianca's face when I will be crowned the new queen, it is not like Queen Rebecca has any choice.
Her opinion doesn't matter anymore, she listens to me. My wish is her command.
Only if she still wants to maintain her relationship with her son.
"Haha……" I let out a laugh, is the way they all thought that I have the so-called girl under my hostage.
The funniest part is that I don't have any slightest idea where she was but who couldn't use the opportunity to dive in?
I have always pictured the Queen mother as a smart woman but to be sincere she is the dumbest being on earth.
She knew nothing and that makes her a weak being!
Still enjoying my little triumphant moment the door was pulled open as an omega walked in.
I could smell her. She is an omega.
She closes the door with her leg as she walks in with a cup of juice placed on the tray that she was holding.
I arched my eyebrow a bit as I watched her every move.
"Good evening, ma,"
"Here! The Queen mother instructed that I should bring this to your room," she mumbled with a lowered gaze.
"The Queen mother!" I said with doubt.
"Yes, the Queen Mother," she replied.
"Then go and tell her that I don't want,"
"What……. Please, ma, I don't want any punishment for myself," she said with a pleading tone.
I smiled quietly as I glanced at her.
"I told the Queen mother that I don't want a servant, so tell me why she will suddenly send in a servant to attend to me?"
"Isn't that going against my order?" I said with drawn lips.
"I don't know but you can't possibly reject an offer from the Queen," she said with a muffled tone.
"She is a woman with a good heart and anything that comes from her signifies purity," she said, amassing a laugh from me.
Indeed a woman of good heart!
Behind those masks lies a demon, a woman with an evil agenda.
Nothing good comes from her, only those that didn't know will say that.
"What is inside there?" I nod my head forward.
"Is a drink, your favorite," she said with a beaming smile.
"Huh!" I smiled back at her.
She stretched her hand forward for me to take the drink.
A wicked smile kept flashing on my lips before it was replaced with a cold and venomous smirk.
"Drink it," I ordered.
"Excuse me, ma….."
"I said for you to drink it up," I pointed at the cup.
"But ma……. It is for you,"
"I know that it is for me but I asked you to drink it," I said sarcastically.
"But please ma, I can't……"
"Why can't you drink it, is it not a drink?"
"That is an act of disrespect," she said with quivering lips.
"An act of disrespect that I gave you something," I furrowed my eyebrow at her.
"Thank you, ma, but I can't drink it," she declined.
"Hmm……." I folded my arms as I stared at her.
"Drink up," I snapped, causing her to jerk back in fear.
She stared at the drink and then at me, she stared again and then swallowed nervously.
And that was when my gaze narrowed on her, something seemed suspicious with her.
Because she is finding it hard to take a sip from that drink.
"Huh," my smile widened.
"Why are you finding it so hard to drink it, pretty?"
"Pl…….please, ma, I can't," she stuttered.
"Don't let me repeat myself," I latched out.
"Please, ma," tears clouded her vision.
"I said NOW!!" I yelled furiously.
"Ok……okay," her lips trembled as she brought the drink closer to her.
I waited for her to drink up but she kept hesitating but before she could indirectly allow the drink to slip out.
I rushed and got hold of it, though so bad a little poured but lucky me not all.
"Hmmm….. Smart move," I sneered.
Inching closer to her, I draw her near me.
She kept shifting when wiggling her head sideways but I held her in place before forcing the drink down her throat.