Chapter 17

Sybil’s POV

As I worked I tried as much as possible to keep my eyes on Lily, I hadn’t noticed much of her since till this day. Now she was suddenly everywhere, going in and out of the general’s tent.

Every time I saw her walking in, my pulse would race and I would mentally prepare my mind to be dragged out by my hair outside to the gallows.

Maybe they would kill me by the gate for the spies lurking around to see as a warning and then they would hang my head up on a spike.

Worse what if they made me watch as they rape her and then kill her instead? The rogue alpha did mention that he has use for him, I wondered if the use was big enough for the lives of his two warriors.

Definitely not. I concluded.

A moment later she walked back to the pack house, I was about to call her when some irritated voice asked, “How long have you been in one spot?”

When I came face to face with the soldier, I imagined him to be the one who stabbed me, but that one had more roughness and wicked edges to him even though I only caught the side of his face.

“I’m sorry, I’ll soon be finished. Do you need help with anything?” I bowed pleasantly. I was on a roll to make sure I was the best slave so that they wouldn’t suspect

me for the murder, I already have a bad reputation.

The soldier arched a brow then walked away. Probably warning what exorcism I had go to through to be less hostile.

Shiny feet stopped in front of me where I was cleaning. On the ground, I lifted my head to see Violet. Of course.

My best behavior did not extend to her.

“What were you doing outside, last night?” She asked slowly, blue eyes running down my body in observation.

“Have you suddenly gotten obsessed with me, princess?” I asked with a mock as I wiped the floor. She walked around in her heels, to and fro deliberately to annoy me.

“I just have some things that are not in place.”

“Then put them in place,” I retorted, not staring at her.

Her tongue clicked with the stilettos of her heels on the granite floor. “You have a very bad aura to you.”

I would have laughed and pointed at her to look at the mirror. She didn’t just have a bad aura, she was bad. I knew it and everyone did.

Violet stepped forward, almost pinning my hand with her heels when I jerked back and stared up at her, “What the hell?”

“Yesterday by the balcony…” her words trailed off as she inspected me closely. I maintained a level expression, trying to rein in the panic in me that she must have looked down and spotted the dead soldier on the ground.

My fingers gripped the rag in my hand tight as I purposefully schooled my expression, only allowing her to see the boredom in me not the fear.

“Little slave.”

“Don’t you dare.”

“I know what you did,” The factionality in her tone made me swallow against myself.

Oh moon goddess, please no.

The side of her lips lifted in a smirk. Her eyes were sparkling as she pieced the dots together. Should I beg her? I wasn’t above begging her, it was all to survive. She might actually turn me into her personal slave, humiliate me but it was enough if she was going to keep her gutter mouth shut.

“You let the spies in didn’t you?” She said with a big grin on her face that I almost slapped it away for giving me a panic attack.

“What?!” I blurted out, drawing the attention of the guards positioned by the windows and door. “Are you insane?”

“I gave a long thought about it, I believe they were only able to break in since you arrived, something as trival as this has never happened before.”

Such a dumb girl. Dumber than I thought.

“And the celebration some weeks back with the girls and drink was about what? The girls were they aliens to you?”

Her face turned three shades darker.

“Out of my way if you don’t have anything better to do.” I caught myself and smirked when an idea came to me. “Hey, Violet or you can just look for a dick climb on rather than milling about aimlessly.” Laughter danced on my lips and I clapped myself well-done when I saw the shade of her white face.

“You bitch!” She leaned to attack me and I yelled.

“Remember the rules bitch.” One thing about the camp was that everyone was equal and judging by the way she bolted out when she saw me in the rogue Alpha’s tub meant she didn’t have all that high and mighty power here in the camp.

She may be respected but she wouldn’t want to get on the rogue alpha’s bad side. She feared and respected him.

Violet snorted in understanding. “I get you now bitch.” Her smile had an icy edge to it, more than her usual arrogant one.

“I’ll find out what is that you are hiding and when I do I will love to see you run that mouth of yours.” The promise in her tone sent a line of chilling apprehension down my spine.

I smiled nonetheless. “When you go Sybil digging, please don’t forget to return with a treat for me.” I winked at her, “now if you would please, I have work to do princess.”

“Of course.” She bowed and stepped away from me. “Wipe all the Esther clean alright?”

“What?”

Then I saw her, a little faster than I could have stopped her, she kicked the bucket down and the water spilled out on the floor that I had already mopped.

“You bitch—“

I was getting up to yank her hair and use it to clean the water when she held her finger out, “Remember the rules, slave.”

So I stopped midway and seethed, nose flaring as I stared at her smirking form. My eyes darted to her long wavy hair behind her and I imagined if the punishment I was going to get was enough to yank her hair and shove her to the ground.

Knowing the answer I dropped down to my knees, picked up the rag, and began wiping the floor when a screeching sound made me turn just in time to see Violet in the air, thrashing her hand in the air, mouth wide open, and eyes like those of a fish as she dropped to the ground with her ass.

So hard that I heard the snap of bone. I jumped up cackling, clapping, and hooting like a hyena. It seemed the universe took my revenge for me.

She remained on the ground, trying to overcome the humiliation. Laughter from the ground made me turn and see the maid by the windows, the flowers giggling as well.

What a highlight.

“You bitch, you’ll pay for this!” She humphed and stood up, but she slid again over the water and almost landed on the floor once again.

We could barely contain our laughter as we let go flying, laughing with everything inside us. The maids and I were in the hall.

Violet's blue eyes turned red, she took off her heels and stormed out, head low in shame.

Even though she had emptied the whole bucket of water on the ground, the pain of cleaning it up wasn’t as funny as how she had fallen, twice. It was a compensation, one I chiefly agreed to.

“Did you see her face?” The maids giggled amongst themselves

“She was red.”

“I am never taking that image of my head,” another added.

The whispering drew the attention of some maids that were far away and didn’t see, they rushed forward to ask what happened and one of the girls said, “Violet fell down.”

“What? How? Tell me everything,” the maids with brushed demanded with much too happiness in her voice.

I squeezed the rag into the bucket, cleaning and shutting the girls out. Their giggles were music to my ears and when I remembered how it happened I couldn’t help but smile as well to myself.

After an hour plus of staying on the floor mopping I walked out to the backyard.

“Sybil!” Aria yelled, running to me. I was happy to tell her what happened, but her face was downright pale and hard.

“What happened?” I demanded taking my hand.

“No, what happened?” She asked me right back.

“Nothing.” I jerked my shoulder, wondering what it could have been to get her tanned skin so pale.

“Then why are maids talking about you and giggling you have the werewolf princess the push of her life.”

“What?!” I yelled.

“Yes, exactly, they said you pushed her down for kicking your bucket of water, you kicked her and she fell, twice.”

My mouth was wide in shock.

“And you know the rules about fighting. Why will you do that, you should flee from the devil when you see him.” Aria moaned in pain and grabbed her hair. “Only the goddess knows what they’ll do to you.”

Hold up? What?

“What do you mean?”

“What do you think? The words have reached the general and they have sent for you to be grabbed out immediately.”

“Again, what?!”