Chapter 249 Fate was Indeed a Cruel Mistress

TW: Non-con S/A, death.

A sound from somewhere in the darkness of her bedroom woke Aoife with a start. Her heart raced as she lay frozen in her bed, wondering if she had simply dreamed the noise, or if there truly was someone in the room with her.

She had always been a light sleeper and it had never bothered her before, being used to Felix’s gentle snoring waking her occasionally, but this? This was different.

The faintest sound of some sort of material moving against itself pricked at her ears as she turned her head towards the sound. As soon as she did so a dark chuckle seemed to cut through the darkness a little too close to her head for her liking.

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She opened her mouth to cry out, but a hand clamped down over it before she could even take a breath.

“Hello Ann…” the voice murmured chillingly as Aoife froze.

Whoever this was clearly had the wrong room if they were under the impression that she was Ann.

“I must say, I’m surprised to see you recovered this well so soon. I felt sure that the amount of poison we slipped you was more than enough to kill you,” The male voice paused as the person sighed dramatically, “Ah well, it can’t be helped. I guess it’s a lesson learned.”

She felt the hot tickle of his breath against her cheek as his face drew level with her own.

continued undaunted, “If I had my way, I’d make sure you were kept alive

and moved as it pleased, squeezing painfully

free herself from his grip, but she wasn’t built like the others, she was just a magick user,

darker as her panic rose, her eyes wide with fear as Aoife realized that she probably

If he knew he had gotten the wrong mark, he

feeling of calm acceptance seemed to settle over her. Was this the part of the

will be remembered and honored

die in

scoffed silently as her

indeed a cruel

solace that she would take from this was that when Felix found out who had done this to her, he would ensure that their death was as slow and painful as possible when he

he ran his hands under her pyjama top

of all you. When I send your mate to join you, as well as his pathetic Beta, I’ll take great satisfaction in the knowledge that you’ll be watching him crumble once the realization

shut as his hand slipped further downwards into areas that only

can’t wait to see Allen’s face when I pluck his mate’s eyes from her skull and feed them to him, the f*****g half-blooded b*itch.” He hissed furiously as he forced his f*ingers inside of her, causing a muffled sob

that it was almost euphoric and he drank the sight of her struggling

the afterlife, make sure you tell him

the grin in his voice as the tendrils of fear began to break through

he grew bored and with a loud sigh, removed his hand

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