Marked By The Alpha's Cursed Blue Moon
Chapter 104. Master Plan
CHAPTER 104: 104. MASTER PLAN
Maria sat quietly in the living room with Beta Gilbert and Luna Victoria, still thinking about the strange events that had just unfolded. The air felt heavy with suspicion and tension.
Suddenly, Bernard stood up from the couch without saying a word and headed straight upstairs to his room.
Maria felt out of place, sitting between Beta Gilbert and Luna Victoria. Something about the atmosphere made her uncomfortable.
She decided to return to her room, hoping to find some peace. As she walked toward the staircase, Beta Gilbert’s voice called her back, catching her completely off guard.
"Maria, please, can you come back for a moment?" he asked politely.
Maria turned in surprise, not expecting anyone to stop her. She gently walked back to the living room, curiosity dancing in her chest.
"Please, sit down," Beta Gilbert said calmly, offering her a kind smile. "I just want to ask you something."
Maria took her seat, trying to hide the slight nervousness building inside her.
"Since you came back from the hospital, have you noticed any changes in yourself? Anything unusual compared to before?" Beta Gilbert asked, sounding genuinely concerned.
Maria thought for a moment, carefully choosing her words.
"Not really, sir. I just noticed that I sleep more deeply now... and I actually enjoy my sleep more than I used to before I passed out," she replied with a small, polite smile.
Beta Gilbert nodded slowly, but his eyes remained sharp with curiosity. "Do you remember anything from when you were in the coma? Anything you might have seen or heard?"
Maria paused for a few seconds, pretending to search her memory. She shook her head gently. "No, sir. I can’t remember anything. It’s all blank. Sometimes I even wonder if I saw anything at all because nothing is coming to mind."
Beta Gilbert studied her face carefully as if searching for a hint of dishonesty. "Alright then," he said finally, leaning back a little. "Please continue taking your medications on time and keep getting enough rest, just as you’ve been doing."
"Yes, sir," Maria responded quietly.
She stood up from her seat and politely asked if she could return to her room. Luna Victoria quickly jumped in with a bright smile. "Of course, Maria. Go and rest. I’ll send one of the maids to call you when it’s time for dinner."
"Thank you, ma’am," Maria said softly and walked back upstairs to her room.
As soon as she stepped in, she closed the door behind her and sat heavily on her bed. Her mind was spinning.
’Why does he want to know if I remember anything? Why is he so interested in what happened while I was in a coma?’ Maria questioned herself deeply.
"I guess I just have to stick to my plan... I can’t tell them about my dreams or what I saw while I was unconscious. This sudden attention from Bernard and his parents doesn’t feel right. Something isn’t normal about this," she whispered to herself, firm in her decision to remain silent.
***
Meanwhile, at Mr. Frederick’s place, he sat comfortably in his living room when his phone rang. He glanced at the screen and saw Elijah Simons’s name. He quickly answered.
"Good morning, Elijah," Mr. Frederick greeted, his voice calm.
"Good morning, my friend. I’m outside your mansion, and I need to discuss something very important with you," Elijah’s voice came through, sounding tense and restless.
"Alright, come in. I’ll tell my guards to let you through," Mr. Frederick said, ending the call.
He immediately called one of his security men and informed him that he was expecting a visitor. The guard hurried out to alert the gatekeepers.
When the guard reached the entrance, he found Elijah’s car parked outside. He quickly instructed them to open the gates and let him in.
Elijah, who had carefully disguised himself to avoid being recognized, drove in and was escorted straight to the mansion’s living room. Mr. Frederick welcomed him with a calm smile.
"Please, have a seat," Mr. Frederick offered.
Elijah sat down beside him, but his face was tense, and his entire body seemed restless.
"What brings you here this early, Elijah? I hope all is well," Mr. Frederick asked, his curiosity piqued.
Elijah clenched his fists, his frustration evident. "I’m tired of living in the shadows like a ghost. I need to step out of hiding and claim what rightfully belongs to me."
Mr. Frederick’s eyes sharpened. "I see. And what’s your plan to achieve this? Do you have a strategy in place?"
Elijah grew quiet. The question caught him off guard. His chest tightened with the uncomfortable truth—he had no plan.
"That’s exactly why I’m here," Elijah admitted with a deep sigh. "I don’t have a plan. I just know I can’t keep waiting like this."
Mr. Frederick’s expression softened with understanding, but his voice remained steady.
"So, you’re after the staff of office. You know that won’t be easy to take, not from the current Alpha. Besides, he nearly killed Maria, who is supposed to be your key. And from the look of things, she would rather hand the staff to Bernard than to you."
Elijah’s eyes burned with frustration. "So, are you saying I can’t get what I want?"
"I’m saying it’s going to be difficult," Mr. Frederick explained. "But it’s possible. We just need to work smart. The key is Maria. We have to get her on your side. She needs to see you as a good man, as someone who has been fighting for the best."
Elijah leaned in with interest. "How can we do that? What steps do we need to take?"
Mr. Frederick’s voice lowered with careful precision. "The best way to win most humans is to get into their minds. We need to create a scenario that makes you a hero in Maria’s eyes."
Elijah’s attention sharpened. He was fully invested now, eager to hear every detail.
"When is the next big meeting in the park?" Mr. Frederick asked, staring directly into his eyes.
"It’s scheduled for next weekend—about seven days from now," Elijah quickly answered.
Mr. Frederick’s smile widened. "Perfect. That’s exactly when and where we will strike."