Chapter 13：Expulsion

Vikrov’s POV

The moment I break down the door to the cabin, I know something is deeply wrong.

I’d wanted to stay with Cynthia after she fainted. I hate to admit it, but I missed her desperately while I was off fighting rogues. I wanted to be there when she woke up, but I do have duties. I had to leave.

“What have you done to her?” I roar at the maids.

An unholy anger floods me as I look at Cynthia’s nearly-unconscious body in the chair, sprawled out pathetically. I recognize the shape of the empty bottle in one of the maid’s hands, the curve of its rim. The bottle is filled with an evil-looking shimmery purple liquid. Only wolfsbane potions are stored in bottles like those.

Wolfsbane. They were going to make Cynthia drink wolfsbane.

“We were just–we were just…” one of the maids murmurs weakly. They both look dazed, completely overwhelmed by the Alpha aura I’ve unleashed. I haven’t fully released my Alpha aura yet, but even the smallest fragment of it is enough to terrify Omegas l