Chapter 50

Maggie's POV:

"Is it done?" Debby asked once I stepped out of the tent.

She was breathless, and her hand was bloody, as well as the knife she was holding.

A shiver went down my spine as I composed myself. There was no doubt that she was a heartless killer when it came to those she wanted revenge on. How could she easily stab the very mate who was the father of her unborn child?

I did know she was going to watch him partake of the poisoned whiskey, but what I didn't see coming was her stabbing him.

"Yes, and it worked perfectly fine, exactly as you had predicted. They stopped me from testing the whiskey," I answered.

"Of course they did. The three of them were selfish and very greedy when it came to liquor," she said, then looked at her bloody knife with a smile.

"Please excuse me, Maggie. I need to make sure those two are dead as well," she said, then walked into the tent where the Gamma and Beta were.

After a few minutes, she came out with blood dripping from her hands.

"Now