Chapter 232
Alpha King’s Lost Luna
Chapter 232
CA SSANDRA
Anubis suddenly snorted and glanced at me with irritation with yet even further cruelness.
âHealer Ca ssandra hasnât even agreed yet,â he sneered, and his black eyes flashed. âIt seems our king isn to illicit a response.â
As he laughed. Raven appeared surprised. She folded her legs beneath her and sat forward.
âWhy wouldnât you want to marry Kaleb?â she asked me in confusion. âEvery girl in Yurene dreams about the king.â
Anubis lifted a thick dark brow. âIncluding you, Raven?â
Ravenâs jaw dropped and she shook her head firmly. âMe? Of course not! My sister, though she probably went nuts when she heard about this.â
Anubis laughed again, and I felt my face flush as I watched this exchange. Roxy had seemed intense when Iâd met her, so I was a little surprised to find out that she admired Kaleb. Then again, with how cruel and blunt the dark-haired beauty was, I couldnât be too shocked that the cruel Northern king was her type.
As I glanced at Kaleb, I wondered if he expectell me to answer his proposal now. I began to panic, but before I could lose myself in anxiety, the king asked Raven and Anubus to stop joking
âEnough,â he sighed, and then he turned his attention to Raven. How are the antidotes coming along, Raven? Will you be able to prepare enough of them in such a short time?â
âThe cure to Black Ma
Marks, you mean?â Raven asked for clarification, and after Kaleb nodded, he glanced at me.
1 felt my heart quicken as I tried to keep up.
Black Marks.
Was that the official name of the poison? The one that was plaguing both Wegalla and the man I loved and missed with all of my being?
And was Raven the one who had invented the cure for it?
Before my mind could spiral further, the sorceress replied to the Northern kingâs question.
âOf course, Iâm able to she started to say, but Kaleb raised his hand to stop her before she could finish her sentence
âI need an amount of antidote sufficient enough to cure 50,000 people,â he said.
Hasen frowned and then stared at him with a look somewhere between shock and utter confusion. âAre you joking? Or at
vagecrating the number?â
the of Yurene said flatly, and Haven uitz
arritated sigh.
âWhist Har hell wir jou uje torâ star grumbled, just loud enough for me to hear, and then she left silent. After a moment of
aÅu sjeike up. âItâs dithrode to get the antidote prepared in a short tune, cipecially that amount, without
would
of mumbers. But something like that would
Fadeli perefund the Dollar opin
there he for our an annoyed sigh. Raven stopped
Chapter 232
âIs it true that you used-the poison on 50,000 people?â she blurted out, and everyone in the room fell silent. âI though were only going to use it on the guinea pigs since I invented the poison andâ¦â
Ravenâs words dulled in my mind until they were almost shut out completely, and I suddenly frowned as I tried to make sense of what was happening
Did the talkative sorceress just say that she invented the poison?
This made no sense at all. Wasnât it Emmett?
And why did Kaleb bring up a number like 50,000 Had he somehow gotten an update about Wild Crawler? 50,000 people was fifty percent of the remote Packâs entire population.
Had that many people gotten infected since Iâd left Wegalla and come to Yurene?
As my heart raced in my chest, I followed Ravenâs sight and looked at Kaleb
50,000 is an estimation,â the Northern king said.
Raven exhaled heavily and pursed her l*ps. âIt better be. Since we havenât learned how to control it yet, youâd better not use it on that many people.â
j
Heâs already done it! I wanted to yell at her. Clearly, these two werenât on the same page when it came to the subject, but I couldnât determine why
No matter how confused and stressed out I was, however. I managed to hold in my anger. Anubisâ cold black eyes were on me and something told me I couldnât sl*p up under his watchful gaze.
So instead, I asked Raven a question for clarification.
âWhat did you mean when you said you âinvented the poison?â I wondered. âI thought it was created by Emmett Keller.â
Raven didnât seem all that surprised by my question, which told me she knew about my relationship with Emmett. But she did grimace.
âItâs true that Emmett created a powerful poison,â she explained. âInitially, I was just trying to recreate it. Though I failed. ! managed to create a poison that was slightly different than his, and I named it âBlack Marksâ
âSlightly different?â Anubis snorted.
Raven seemed agitated and flashed a glare in his direction. âI did my best! Black Marks is still powerful, even though itâs not as potent as Infernoâ
âInfernoâ I repeated back and my heart dropped in my chest as 1 froze
Haven nodded oblivious to my shock. âItâs the name of the poison that Ermett created. I suppose he called it that because the potion is just like an interno impossible to put ourâ
going to be sick. This was all commence wa
(the naine to the sukurtingie lux
The waste possiter way to has sated such thing after tha
LESTINA
C232
As I considered the answer to this insanity, another thought crossed my mind, one that made me feel weak and left me on the urge of retching.
Had Emmett planned all of these things?
Was he involved in the inferno itself? Was he the one responsible for it all?
âCassandra, are you alright?â Raven asked, bringing me back into the present moment. Her lovely face was full of concern. and she reached out for me just as I began to slump. âYou look positively green. Are you feeling alright?â
My l*ps parted to speak, though I wasnât sure what to say, but before a full thought could escape my mouth, Kaleb cleared his throat and crossed over to me. His handsome face was as calm as always, but I could detect an ulterior motive in his dark blue eyes.
There was always a motive with someone as calculating as him.
âI believe Cassandra needs to speak with me in private,â he declared as he rested his hand on the back of the couch I was seated on. âRaven and Anubis, youâre dismissed. I will see you both laterâ
Though Raven didnât seem like she wanted to leave, she nodded her head obediently, and then she and Anubis left the
room.
ç°