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Chapter 46

Barry's POV

It had been a few days since I saw my daughter Angie. She told me she had plans for this little bitch, but what plans were they? I needed to let her know what my plans were before she did something stupid. I mind-linked her, telling her to get to my house now; she would be living with me so I could keep an eye on her. She didn't need to be living in the castle right now. I knew she didn't like the idea. I was waiting on the porch for her when she arrived, and she didn't have anything with her.

"Where the hell is all your stuff, Angie? I told you to bring it with you."

"Dad, if they saw me take my things from my room and move in with you, they would think something is going on, and I don't need that right now. You said you had a better plan than I had. So before I tell you mine, you need to tell me yours. Besides, mine is already in progress." I couldn't believe my ears. What the hell was she doing that was already in progress?

"Girl, I hope it's nothing stupid that will get you killed. Come inside. I don't need anyone to know what I'm about to tell you." I knew every house was built with soundproof walls so that no one could hear what goes on inside their homes. The king wanted that for privacy. I thought it was a good idea, so I helped build them with the king and the builders. I asked once why he was helping. He said, "The king should always help. Just because I'm king doesn't mean I'm going to stand there and watch. I'd rather help so people can have a roof over their heads." If I were king, I'd probably be sitting in my office doing paperwork or something to avoid helping, but I didn't say that. I only nodded and continued. We were sitting in the living room with a glass of brandy in our hands; the TV was off, and the only sound was the soft music playing from the radio.

"When I tell you this, it stays right here. Is that understood?"

"Yes, father. Now spill it. What's going on?" I then began to tell her what my plans were for the king. "You see, when we find every single account he has hidden, we will take every dime he has. Once he begs for help, I will tell him he will have to marry you before I help him. That's when you come and destroy everything he ever loved. I will spike his drinks to make him go a little crazy. The elders will see that he is unfit to be king, so he will have to step down. That will be me suggesting I should become king until Lucas comes to his right mind. By the time he does, it will be too late. I will be fully king, and I will destroy everything he had ever built and build my own empire. I will be the strongest king that everyone fears. I will rule with an iron fist. If they try to overthrow me, I will kill them on the spot. I will turn wolves into lycans and have a lycan war. Once that is done and all the wolves are killed, the lycans will rule the world, and I will have a lycan kingdom. Instead of every damn animal that lives here, they will run for their lives. We will hunt them down one by one and destroy them. Now tell me, dear daughter, what is your plan? Is it as good as mine?" She looked at me like she was proud of me for thinking of this on my own. What she doesn't know is that I've been doing this for years right under their noses. We will even enslave the humans to do our bidding.

“Angie POV

I think my father has gone off his rocker. What the hell is he thinking, having a lycan war? Many years ago, a lycan war almost destroyed everyone, including the lycans. No one wanted to fight. No one wanted a war, but Lucas's father did. He wanted the lycans to rule the world, taking over everyone, including humans. I had to act normal. Now I know I'm not perfect, but starting a war is far from being perfect. I didn't want that, neither did Lucas. I knew I had to act fast before my father thought I disapproved of his plan. I looked at him like I was proud of him, and then I started to tell him my plan.

‘Well, dad, before you say anything, listen to my plan just like I listened to yours, okay? I found a black witch. You know, the one that does black magic and doesn't care who the king is. You know how witches are; they go by their own rules. I asked her to make a potion for me, a potion that I could get him to drink to make him think I was Kayla. Once he lays with me and gets me pregnant, it will already be too late for the two of them. He will have to make me queen. Once I'm queen, I can banish them if I want, or I can simply kill them on the spot. Now I know that dark witches want something in return, and trust me, she did. She said that once the potion works and I am with the child, she wants to come live in the castle. She will cast a spell around the castle so whoever tries to enter it to harm us will die on the spot. The potion will be done tomorrow. I have to go get it and then make sure he drinks it in one of his drinks, so I will have to pour it into all his liquor bottles to ensure he drinks it. I think his favorite is the Brandy, so I'll pour it in there,”. Her father was impressed. He had always heard of dark witches who didn't care about the rules or the king. When he takes the crown, he will make sure that all dark magic will be safe from harm. He had an evil smirk on his face, and his daughter saw this smirk. She asked him, “Father, what are you thinking?” He chuckled at her, then he took the last of his drink in his glass, tossing it down his throat. He poured another drink and then did the same, and then repeated the action. This time, he came to sit down with the glass of Brandy. He sat back in his chair, looking at his daughter.

“I think your plan is brilliant, but there's a catch. How are you going to make sure he drinks the Brandy with the poison in it?” I knew he would ask that question. So I smirked my own smirk.

“Because, that's all that's in his office. I snuck in there, taking all the others out. He only has one large bottle of Brandy now. When I go to pick it up, I’ll wait until he leaves and hurries in there to pour it into the bottle. This will be easy. Trust me; I will have him eating out of the palms of my hands real soon.””