At 2 a.m., Alissa cautiously removed the ceiling panel of a prison corridor after checking the outline of the place three times with Hailey. There was no room for error. They had a stringent timeline to stick to or they would all get caught. Hailey stayed in the space between the roof and ceiling as Alissa climbed down the rope she just let loose. She skillfully landed with an almost inaudible thud on the cement floor.
Alissa then got out a few melatoxins, mothball-like objects that vaporized into the air to make everyone in the room drowsy. If one was already asleep, then the chemicals would induce deeper sleep. She rolled one into every prisoner’s cell, making sure that her flicking of each ball made it to the far corner of their cells, where their beds were.
When Alissa was done flicking seven melatoxins from the eight-cell
If only melatoxins exist…
After Alissa covered the ceiling and left with Hailey, they stealthily left prison grounds without being detected. Hailey, who hacked into the prison’s security system so that she and the others wouldn’t get caught when they broke in, got the CCTVs back on their original track, removing traces of her cyber-intrusion to avoid detection.In their escape van disguised to look like it was a transportation vehicle, Alissa got out a plain card and envelope she kept in the glove compartment. When the van had to stop at the traffic lights, she scribbled Greg’s message to Lucianne while Hailey hacked into the postal system to reschedule the time when mail was due to be delivered to the king and queen’s residence. They needed to get this message to them as early as possible.The third member of the gang, Desmond,
The prisoners were jolted awake at 5:45 am, and were allowed an hour’s run around the treeless, fenced-up prison track. After the guard blew his whistle to indicate that the hour was up, everyone got into the showers. Greg was surprised when a guard told him to rush through breakfast and get ready because he was summoned by the king and queen, and the meeting was at 8:30 am. Greg knew that Alissa and the others were efficient but this was efficiency on a record-breaking level. He didn’t expect the meeting to be anytime before noon. The duke made a mental note to reward the team later. After dashing through breakfast and putting on the formal shirt and trousers the policeman left on his bed, he was escorted to a police car. The three policemen assigned to accompany him remained silent throughout the hour’s drive to the station, each trying their best to avoid making eye contact with the duke
Lucianne blinked at Greg’s question before she admitted, “Well, there weren’t any eye-witnesses to begin with, but I doubt they can be wrong about scents, Your Grace.”“Right. About that, there’s something called scent sprays, My Queen. Illegal substances, but they do exist. One can essentially hide their scents by leaving an entirely different scent behind.”“You’re saying that there are sprays with the scents of lycans and werewolves in your world?”“Werewolves. Lycans. Vampires. Humans. Rogues…”“Why would one need a scent spray of a rogue?”“To throw the aut
Outside the interrogation room with Reida in her arms, Lucianne dictated an email to Pellethia, and Xandar typed out whatever she was saying on his phone. After he, Christian and Lucianne were satisfied with the message, the king then sent the email. The empress’s reply came in a matter of minutes. Xandar, Christian and Lucianne took a few policemen with them, and they got on Xandar’s jet to head to the vampire village, Falling Vines. Lucianne linked Toby and Phelton to meet them there. Xandar persuaded Lucianne to stay on the jet with Reida, and after giving thought to the fact that they would be in a territory where the Queen’s Authority would have no effect on its species, she agreed to stay on the jet with their daughter. When they landed, Pellethia, Octavia and a few others from the previous night were there to greet them with warm smiles. Only high-born vampires who had evolved to not feel the burn from sunlight were there. Octavia wasn’t high-born, but mating and marking Pelle
When Pellethia left her people under Octavia’s supervision and stepped onto the jet, the three policemen who stayed behind to guard Lucianne and Reida growled in defensiveness and ferocity. “Guys. Guys. It’s okay. This is the empress,” Lucianne immediately said as she held Reida who started crying not long after they landed. The embarrassed policemen bowed low in apology before acknowledging Pellethia, “Your Imperial Majesty.” “Sorry about that, Pelly. They really meant no harm,” Lucianne apologized as well. The policemen still held their heads low, and as Pellethia walked past them, she said, “It’s alright. Heads up, gentlemen. You were simply defending your queen.” As she dropped into the seat close to where Lucianne was walking about with crying Reida, Pellethia mentioned in passing, “It’s good to see you’re being protected in this lifetime. The rubbish and blatant disrespect you had to deal with in your last life was horrifying, unbefitting for a princess and future queen. Not
Xandar’s link came through, ‘Hey, baby. Everything alright?’ ‘Yes. How are things on your side?’ ‘So far, so good. Greg was right. The scents here only point to three lycans. No wolves. We’re now going to check if there were any proditors. Are you alright on the jet?’ ‘Since my overprotective husband left three policemen with me and our daughter, even sending the empress who clearly has the potential to be deadly if provoked, I really can’t see how I’m not alright.’ He chuckled. After a moment, he realized he had nothing to say, so he simply uttered, ‘I love you.’ As the familiar heat crept up Lucianne’s cheeks, she linked in response, ‘I love you too, Xandar. Stay focused, alright? They need our help.’ Xandar was in the mood to be playful. ‘We are helping them, sweetheart. What’s wrong with me speaking to my wife during the investigation?’ ‘Oh, I don’t know. Maybe it’s because this conversation is steering away from the problem at hand?’ Xandar’s voice turned deeper and more f
As Amber entered the master bedroom with the rest, she said, “Rafael here is the most powerful decipio…”Rafael stopped at the open wardrobe and interrupted Amber by saying, “Skillful, Amber. The right word is ‘skillful’. Manipulation is a power given to a quarter of our population in equal proportion. No single decipio is more powerful than the other.”Amber rolled her eyes and turned to Toby and the rest again as she continued, “Rafael is the annoyingly humble vampire and the most powerful decipio of our time, even better than our empress herself. She still practices with him weekly to sharpen her skills. That’s how good Rafael is. I, myself, am a…”Rafael commented, “A misleading, small-sized insect
Toby ranted about the whole Maddock situation to Lucianne for a good ten minutes through the mind-link before he could finally calm down and opted to take a nap on his jet.Xandar was agitated, too, but the sight of his wife on his lap and their daughter in her arms soothed his internal fury. The scent he greedily took from Lucianne’s hair further calmed the storm in him as he held her close to his chest. As little Reida slept, she hugged one her father’s pinky finger tightly to her chest like it was her mini bolster, and any remaining anger in the Lycan King vaporized into the air.When they got home, it was late evening. Mrs Parker got Reida to bed after Lucianne was done bathing and breast-feeding her. Lucianne and Xandar then had dinner with Tate and Stella. They got Stella to talk more about herself, and learne