Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
[Margaretâs Perspective]
âBut youâre good at this. Believe in yourself, Elizabeth. Youâre the only one between us who can do this.â I pretended to be relaxed. âYouâll do it naturally. Youâve been like this since you were young. If it were me, I would be seen through at first glance.
Is anyone there? Is anyone there?â I began to shout loudly, and began to wrench myself free of the ropes that bound me.
Elizabeth was behind me, staggering from my movements.
âYell with me, too,â I whispered to Elizabeth.
âIs anyone there?!â
Soon both Elizabeth and I heard angry footsteps coming from the door.
The door suddenly opened again. This time, because there were candles in the house, the light outside did not give me the same intense visual stimulation as the last time.
âI thought I told you to be quiet. What are you doing?â
This was the same Lycan, Arthur, who had just reprimanded Dick.
âWeâve been here too long. We want to go to the bathroom.â I looked up at him.
Arthur snickered. âRight here. What do you think you are, our honored guests?â
Arthur turned around and wanted to leave the room. He did not forget to threaten, âDonât call me over for such a thing again. Iâll let you off this time. Iâll beat you up next time.â
No, we canât fail at the first step,?I thought.
I rolled my eyes and said, âWhat are you afraid of? Are you worried that weâll escape from you? Donât worry, we wonât run.â
Arthur did stop in his tracks. He turned back and smiled with contempt. âAfraid? Iâm afraid of you two little she-wolves who know nothing. Donât be ridiculous.â
âThen let us go.â I struck while the iron was hot. âItâs just the bathroom. Weâre about to lose control. It wonât do you any good if we make a mess here.â
He just stood there. I could tell he was considering it.
I gave him a last helping hand at the right time. âIf you canât make up your mind, why donât you ask Angel to come over? Iâll talk to her. Iâm sure she has the authority and will promise me, because Iâve been defeated by her every time. She never sees me as a threat.â
âCanât I do what that twat can?â Arthur snorted.
He stepped forward and released the rope that bound Elizabeth and me together.
I smiled a triumphant smile to myself, but I still looked timid.
âYou can only go one by one.â The other party pulled me up from the ground and said, âJust now, you said that you were in a hurry, right? You go first.â
Then he glared at Elizabeth and said, âIn the meantime, hold it in. I donât want to come back and see a mess.â
Elizabeth looked at me in panic. We hadnât planned to be separated.
I gave her a reassuring look and tried to talk to Arthur. âOr you can let us go together. That will save you another trip. With both of us tied up, you can completely control us with one hand.â
âCut the crap. Either we go now or we all donât f*cking go.â
The other party no longer gave me a chance to speak and pushed me forward.
I had no choice but to shut up and follow him passively. The rope was still tied around my ankles, and it was difficult for me to walk while stumbling.
âMargaretâ¦â Elizabethâs flustered voice came from behind me.
âItâs okay. Iâll be back soon.â I turned back to Elizabeth.
âMargaret, donât leave me here alone!â Elizabeth began to struggle with her rope.
âIâll be back soon!â
Then I watched the door that held us closed behind me. Then Elizabethâs voice faded.
âWhat a good show of sisterly love,â Arthur said with a fake smile as he brought me out. âOnce you walk out of this door, donât make any more noise, or I can guarantee that your good sister will stay in this room forever and never come out.â
His breath was on my face. I resisted the urge to punch him. I struggled and looked at the ground.
After leaving the room, I followed him down a long flight of stairs. The rope became the biggest obstacle to my movement, but the other party had no intention of helping me untie it. He would roughly pull me up when I was too far away from him. Several times, my head almost hit the steps.
By the time I finally reached the ground, I was panting, but I hadnât forgotten what he had said to shut me up. I looked at him angrily as I secretly observed the furnishings in the cabin.
It wasnât a big cabin, and since it was already night, I couldnât make out the surroundings outside the window, but I guessed we were in the forest. In the forest at night, werewolves could sense direction through the moon. As long as I could find a way to escape, I could definitely find my way back.
Before I could take a closer look, Arthur, who had brought me up, kicked me.
I stumbled forward, but Arthur hooked me with the rope again and pushed me in the other direction.
âStop looking around and leave quickly!â he reprimanded.