Forty eight

"You seem to be in shock Slave, do you perhaps think that the witch Is dead"

Manicia asked, looking at Sharriah, the girl had revealed to her that her parents had been leaving in the human lands ever since she was born, even though they were werewolves, her scent signified she was one of them, but for a werewolf to live in a human land was so unusual, or perhaps was she whom she thought she was, the daughter of Fieness, her eyes seems peculiar, but the color of her head was different, Manicia thought, watching as the slave gave a positive reply to her question.

"Yes MA"

The slave bowed down at her words, was all slaves been like that, always bowing, are they so scared to look at their fellow humans. These was not the first time she had encountered a slave, but yet, she wondered, why the alpha king had gotten himself a slave.

"Well well, the last reaction of the witch shows that the poison has finally freed him, that is why he never reacted to the pressure on the wounds on his body