CHAPTER 42

ADRIAN

The bitch laughed. She titled her head backwards and let out a hearty laugh, the sound filling the room. Her left hand held her chest as she giggled out, the sound sick to my ears. The guards stood still, their eyes confused at her actions. Was she supposed to be laughing? She was supposed to be terrified but Veronica laughed until a bead of tear came out of her left eye.

This woman is really insane.

Thomas came forward with the powdered tartan and stood in front of her while the other guards exchanged looks between each other, still perplexed at their former Luna's actions.

"Oh you can't really do that, Adrian."

Her voice was excited, as though she was having the most enjoyable time in her life. Her eyes were bright as she stared at me, her white teeth visibly biting down on her full lips.

I titled my head to the side, assessing her words. Whatever did she mean by that? Did she think I wouldn't do this? What was so funny about this, me feeding her poison, thesame poison she