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   Chapter 13 The girl in the mirror

Allure By Harmonicquill Characters: 8574

Updated: 2019-10-20 00:43



"You told her everything?" Anthony quizzed.

"Yes. Not everything but most of it." I replied, pacing around the room.

All my hardworking couldn't go down the drain.

"Where is she now?"

"I tied her up in the room."

"Are you crazy!" Anthony yelled at me, "What has gotten over you?"

"I think it's my wolf. It's been getting control lately."

"Are you using your medication?"

"Yes, " I replied.

But it was beginning to have a weaker effect on my wolf. It badly wanted Maisy. I didn't tell Anthony about this. He was more of the 'safe playing' guy and telling him could force him to abort the mission.

"So what do you plan on doing now? Now that she knows, Will she still play along?"

Anthony was right. It was unlikely she would see me the same way. She would see me as nothing but a beast.

But... she's trapped here with me. I can use that to my advantage.

"I'll go see her." I disclosed to Anthony but stopped at an afterthought.

"Where is your wife?" I asked.

"As usual. She's with her manwhore. It must have been an intense night."

I couldn't believe Anthony was okay with this. I knew he had no feelings for her at all but he was still her husband.

"And you're ok with that?"

"Of course Brother. I act like I'm blind to her escapades and I'm free to go on conquests of my one." Anthony replied, taking a sip of crushed berry juice.

"This tastes so good. Perhaps it will ease your wife's perception of you tonight." He commented.

I ignored his pleas for a fight and walked out.

On the way back to my room, I tried several mannerisms just to find the perfect way to get Maisy to see me as the one in control.

I unlocked the door and went in.

"About time." Maisy spat. She looked unconcerned and I doubted she had been trying to find a way out of her constraints. Her hair wasn't ruffled and she was calm, almost like she had a hidden agenda.

I peered into her beautiful brown eyes and said, "Well now that you know why I married you, I'm thinking we strike a deal."

"I'm up for anything you say, Eric, it's not like I have a choice." She lifted her arms and made a face to me, "Set me free."

This was kind of too easy and I knew women. They were natural fighters.

"You're just going to let me go scot-free?"

"Of course Eric. All I would want is a divorce. I was stupid for believing in love at first sight. I'm definitely paying for my stupidity."

I loosened the ropes and shockingly, she didn't go right for my neck. She was just too hurt to fight back. A part of me h


"I'm sorry Miss Sara." The girl humbly apologized, even if she did nothing wrong.

"Leave here. My sister is in need of your services."

"But..." The maid resisted.

"Let us be." Sara sternly voiced.

The maid got the message and left.

"What do you want?" I demanded when we were alone.

I kept my eyes on the reflection the mirror portrayed even if I was only using it to monitor her.

I didn't know this Sara girl and I had a gut feeling that I shouldn't trust her.

"The truth is, I heard what happened." She revealed.

It's either news spread fast or she has been a bitchy stalker.

I couldn't shake away the bad vibes she gave.

"Why do you care?" I inquired, still keeping my eyes on the form-fitting, strapless, gold sequin dress, Perfect for the norms.

"Well, I'm worried about you. It might be the guilt but I can't keep this to myself."

"What do you mean?" I turned around, my gown twirling along and sending glittering broken lights around thanks to the lights shimmering on the shiny material.

Sara looked uneasy. It worried me deadly

"It's because you're not the first to take this route and you'll definitely not be the last. The Clarke's... they're nothing but monsters. They'll take everything you have. You're going to rich aren't you?"

She was babbling so fast and I could see tears in her eyes.

"You have to tell me, Sara." I nudged her to continue.

"You'll die just like Tatia, Maisy."

Time stopped and the chills overwhelmed me. I faced the mirror and somehow, I was drawn to a different figure that stood in place of my reflection.

A blue-skinned girl in a bloodied dress.

She smiled wickedly at me.

"Tatia?" I breathed.

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