CHAPTER 218: _DELICIOUSLY DANGEROUS

Marcellus’ POV

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Kaelos and Odessa had left the country and headed to Mexico to personally investigate the reports of humans capturing wolves there.

Surprisingly, during the video call meeting with the Alphas of Mexico, Kaelos had been the first one to suggest that Odessa follow him to Mexico.

All Marcellus had to do was tactically support the motion while trying not to seem suspicious.

It was safe to say it worked.

Now he was temporarily the one with the most political power in the Blood Oak pack. At least, until Kaelos comes back anyway.

"I wonder what Lord Ryker has planned for those two though," Marcellus remarked to himself the next morning after Kaelos and Odessa left.

He was on his bed and stretched his limbs, staring at the windows where the birds were chirping like this was some Disney movie.

If only the little creatures knew he was "maleficent" in this story.

"I might be more like Ursula though. Or scar?" Marcellus thought to himself, rubbing his chin as he got out of bed.

However, when he stepped outside and stood on his balcony, his eyebrows furrowed when he scanned his gaze through the pack grounds.

There was a crowd of pack civilians gathering just outside the elite district. Simple men and women who even had tense expressions on their faces.

Marcellus squinted, placing his hands on the railing of the balcony as he perked up his ears to check if he could hear them from this distance.

"Enough is enough!" a woman practically yelled, allowing Marcellus to hear it easily.

"Yes! First, the Alpha King brought that witch into the pack. Then we started hearing reports of mysterious deaths, and nobody blinked an eye."

"My poor daughter was a maid in Elder Davina’s residence." An elderly woman cried out. "She was the first victim. The Alpha king offered no explanation other than suspected witchcraft."

Marcellus grinned when he heard that.

Ahh... his first kill after Odessa arrived.

He could still remember the shock in the poor girl’s eyes as her blood rushed out of a hole he made through her neck. He had taken her life force too.

"Something is being hidden from us!" A man yelled with a deep voice, stepping forward.

He seemed to be the one leading the growing group of pack civilians.

From the look of things, they should already number around fifty people. And that number was only increasing.

"Looks like they want to protest." Cullen suddenly stepped beside Marcellus and remarked, causing the latter to glance at him. "I heard whispers of it last night but I didn’t think much about it. I never knew they’d have the balls to do such in the presence of the Alpha King."

Marcellus scoffed, shaking his head. "Well, the Alpha king isn’t here now, is he? Someone probably got word about it and it spread among them. You know how these things go."

He brought his gaze back to the gathering crowd of people and watched as some of them even proceeded to bring out boards with words written on them.

Deliciously dangerous words.

One read: "Chase away the witches."

Another read: "We’re a pack of wolves. Not snakes!"

’Hmph... I beg to differ.’ Marcellus thought to himself, finally stepping away from the balcony’s railing.

"As much as I hate to say it, I’ll need to head to the Alpha King’s mansion in preparation for this... protest. Just to show my face at least." Marcellus said casually, shrugging. "Because no doubt, they’re going to breach into the elite district at this rate."

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Marcellus got dressed in a black robe and arrived at the Alpha King’s mansion, just in time too.

The chants of the protesters were already getting closer, and the ground trembled slightly with their marching and their voices.

"Chase out the hybrid!"

"Chase out the hybrid!"

"Chase out the hybrid!"

Marcellus stood calmly in front of the mansion, still within the compound. He placed his arms behind his back as the guards stepped forward in preparation.

"Easy, boys," he remarked, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

His gaze trailed the few guards gathered until he spotted him.

Alaric... the one he had placed a mind-altering spell on.

The young man had a tough expression on his face as he awaited the protesters. From what Marcellus heard, the lad had managed to rise in the ranks and was now the leader of the Alpha King’s guards.

How impressive...

Eventually, the protesters drew close and were only about fifty meters away from the compound. Nobles who were littered around the district scampered, heading into their houses and giving way for the protesters, while some watched from a safe distance.

"Cowards..." Marcellus muttered to himself as he brushed past the guards, placing a hand on Alaric.

The lad glanced at him just in time to see his reassuring nod as he gestured at him to step aside.

It’s time he activated his "kind Beta" mode.

Marcellus smiled when he spotted the leader of the protesters.

The man had a bushy black beard and wore a construction worker get-up.

When the man raised his hand, the crowd surprisingly stopped their chants after a few seconds, bringing silence to the elite district.

Well, this should be fun.

"Greetings, Beta Marcellus!" The leader of the protest bowed ever so slightly, like it was a chore.

Marcellus took note of that as the man continued.

"I’m Timothy. We’re here today to request an audience with the Alpha king."

Marcellus tilted his head slightly, the smile on his face unfaltering. "Really? Because this doesn’t seem like a ’request’ to me."

He could feel some of the guards standing behind him staring at him with confusion at his tone but he ignored them.

He knew exactly what he was doing.

If the people decided they wanted a protest, he would use it as a catalyst to start something bigger.

Maybe a riot, pure anarchy... or another coup this time orchestrated by the people themselves.

’So many opportunities!’ he thought to himself, chuckling mentally while his face had a calm smile.