The Lycan King’s Rejected Soulmate

Chapter 28

Avery

“Enough of my pitiful background story. I have something else to tell you.” I laughed.

Compassion was on Miss Freya’s face.

As I saw the affection my story brought on her face, I knew it was time to reel the nets in.

The fish had taken the bait.

It was time to begin the execution of the core of my plan.

“What is that?” Miss Freya asked.

“I don’t like my former pack but there is a way they do things that I appreciate.” I began.

Miss Freya focused all her attention on me.

I was finally done with drying and styling her hair so she was able to face me without any fear of disturbing my work.

“My former pack disgraced me and that taught me something. There are distinctions everywhere.” I finished.

I locked eyes with her.

“Miss Freya, is there distinction in meals between humankind and werewolves?” I asked and Miss Freya held her chin in thought.

She shook her head, “No. There is no distinction.”

“There has to be. Werewolves are creatures of a higher order, we can not share the same type of meals with humans.” I tried to curb my passionate gaze but it was all to no avail.

She hummed in agreement.

I think she might attribute my passionate gaze to my concerns about my race’s rights.

She would be severely mistaken.

I was only feeling passion because my plan was on its way to fruition.

After my words, I did not try to make any direct suggestion.

Stating my purpose would simply make her have suspicions about my motives.

Making her vigilant is the last thing I want to do.

“What do you think we can do?” Miss Freya consulted and happiness bubbled through me.

As soon as she asked that question, I knew my plan was already in motion.

“I don’t know if you would be able to understand the way we should go about it.” I commented and Miss Freya’s expression darkened,

“It is not like you aren’t smart enough to guess my plan, the problem lies with me. I might not be able to explain my plan to you in details,” I corrected my words immediately I saw her darkened face.

I was very close to destroying all the affection I have built using my own words.

Her face brightened at my words and I heaved a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, Miss Freya’s emotions and actions can be predicted to some extent. I would be in a tighter spot if she was someone with a deep mind.

“I can cook. I would make the meals myself.” I suggested and Miss Freya nodded before she shook her head.

“How can you continuously make meals for numerous humans and werewolves on a daily basis?” Miss Freya asked with narrowed eyes.

As she narrowed her eyes, I could see the similarities she had with Fredo.

Miss Freya and Fredo were really related.

I darted a furtive glance at her.

This woman was in love with her biological brother. It was very strange.

I shook my head to discard thoughts about how strange Miss Freya’s love for her brother is.

I do not care for how strange or alien her feelings is. All I know is that I am going to use her feelings as a way to manipulate her to do my bidding.

“Miss Freya, don’t worry. I am only doing this once as an example to the cooks. here.” I said quickly.

I only need to make the meals for everybody in this mansion once.

I won’t be here to make them another meal.

It would be a tiring job. Even if I want to do it everyday, it would be with assistance.

If it was not for the fact that I needed to be in charge of the meals personally so I would be able to poison the food myself, I would not even cook this meal. “Okay. You would be in charge of the food

everybody would eat in the evening.” Miss Freya said before she collapsed in her bed.

Tormenting those girls might just be a way for Miss Freya to take away stress.

Now that she had listened to my story, she wanted to rest immediately.

Miss Freya gestured for me to leave and I bowed my head to her before I opened the door and left.

I went back to the building that houses Fredo’s slave girls.

I had to sleep.

There was two main reasons why I needed to rest too.

Firstly, tomorrow is going to be a big day for me. I had to have adequate sleep. Besides, apart from what I going to do tomorrow, I still have my pups to think

about.

I wanted to give them the best I can afford right now.

Tume had flown by and my tummy is raising up tightly. The circular outline of my stomach would soon begin to show so I have to run away from this place. before they discover my pregnancy.

Sleeping comfortably is key.

It would help both me and my pups.

By doing that, I would be killing two birds with one stone.

I hurried into my room to rest.

I did not meet any girls outside as I arrived.

Everybody had just gone into their rooms.

I took another bath before I laid on the smooth bed.

Tomorrow, I had to cook for numerous people so I started to think of my strategies

I looked at my armband.

This was the item I would use to poison the werewolves.

Fredo was the only one with a key and he would never give it to me. It did not matter if I asked or not, he can never give me my freedom like that.

Fredo would not give me the small tube of pink liquid either.

The pink liquid is dangerous to werewolves.

I don’t think Fredo would allow me to control that dort of power except I won his

trust.

He is already suspicious of me so I have to be extra careful.

I pray I don’t come across him when I am executing my plan tomorrow.

I plan to use the knife in the kitchen to scarpe some residue from my armband. I

will add the residue to the meal that would be for the werewolves.

As for the humans, I would ask one of the kitchen staff for laxatives.

I wanted everybody to be weak when I make my escape.

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state.

Some guards with weaker physique might lose consciousness but I am sure that the conscious guards would try to keep me from escaping.

Even in their weakened state, I did not have a good chance of defeating them

overwhelmingly.