11: Off to Party

Wait. Did I hear him right?

I leered at Lucius darkly, wondering what he had up to his sleeves to let me join his dinner. He couldn’t be this merciful to someone who disobeyed his word.

Walking toward him, I asked, “Are you planning to poison me?”

One corner of his lips tugged up. “What made you think that? I already told you, didn’t I? If I’m going to kill someone, using poison is the last thing I would do.” He clicked his tongue and eyed me like a snake. “Accusing your master of such a crime, little wolf, don’t you think that’s absurd?”

Right. He wouldn’t kill someone through poison and I also doubt he would kill me this early. After all, I was someone he could use against Benedict.

“I’m letting you eat so you will not make a mistake tomorrow.”

“Where are we going?” I asked as I took a seat, my gaze fixated on the table. There were two plates of pork steak while others were side dishes. Though I was hungry, the meat was half-cooked and I didn’t eat barely cooked meat even when it wa