The Alpha’s Slave

CATHERINE’S POV

I still couldn’t believe Sebastian left me hanging and spent the night in that cell room with that bitch. He should be with me, his lawfully wedded wife and soulmate and not with her! I just don’t get what he saw in her. I was thrice of everything that she was. I was prettier and hotter than she could ever be. She could never measure up to me in a million years. Yet he keeps going to her. Why?!!

From what he said earlier, it was obvious he had plans of taking her in as his second wife. I couldn’t let that happen. Never! It was a good thing she’d probably be dead by now from the poison. I just hope that the maid, Vivian did her job very well. Failure wasn’t an option when it came to me. If she fails, I’ll deal with her mercilessly and make sure she loses her job and every other thing worth losing like I told her.

My entire body was itching with restlessness. I needed to go see if the deed had been done. I couldn’t help picturing Sebastian’s face after he saw her pathetic corpse. It will break him. I did tell him he’ll regret everything he did to me. All the pain he caused me by being with her. Taking her to that cocktail party. But I’ll fix him. I’ll take him back. But only after he falls to his knee, apologizes and promises never to go to that Omega Slave auction, no matter what.

Well, there was no need to feel angry, intimidated or defeated. My plan was going accordingly. A smug smile graced my lips as I stood, about to head out for the big news that would save my marriage. But a voice from outside the castle caught my attention. I recognized it to be Sebastian’s voice.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Making my way to the window and looking out through it, I caught sight of Sebastian standing on a platform with a tray of food in his hands, addressing a crowd of maids. What was he telling them without informing me? After all, I was in charge when it came to anything that had to do with the maids.

The expression on his face was that of anger. Someone was standing before him, her head bowed low as if in shame and disgrace. The other maid with large cartoonish emerald eyes who had treated me the other day stood a considerable distance beside him. A man dressed in a white coat over a suit, carrying a small bag I recognized as a medical kit was standing beside him as well. It was clear he was a doctor, telling from his white coat and the medical kit he was carrying.

Joy bubbled in my laugh and shone in my eyes on seeing the doctor. Was the bitch dead already? Was he here trying to treat her? That won’t be possible. Because I had told Vivian to use a strong poison that could vanish easily from the blood, so it couldn’t be detected. There was no way the doctor could find out she died as a result of food poisoning.

I couldn’t stop smiling, beaming like one who just won a lottery. It felt like a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulder. My marriage has been saved. But then Sebastian grabbed the maid that was standing before him by the arm and shouted at her.

“Why?! Why did you try to poison Brianna? Did Catherine say something to you? Did she force you to do this?”

The joy on my face vanished like morning mist under the sun and my breath caught in my throat on seeing the face of the maid standing before him. It was Vivian. My brows creased forcefully. Why was Sebastian asking that question? Didn’t she poison the slave bitch? That meant the slave bitch wasn’t dead. She was still alive. This stupid maid failed me. And not only that, she ended up being caught.

“Oh no!” I winced, rubbing the bridge of my nose. If that slave bitch was still alive, then my marriage was still on the brink of ruin. I should start hiring professionals to do my jobs. From how scared Vivian looked when I was telling her about this, I knew she was incompetent. But I didn’t think it would reach this extent.

“Answer me!!” Sebastian shouted at her again, tugging her more. She flinched and winced, her whole body trembling.

Raising her head, she looked around as if expecting to see someone. Accidentally, our eyes met and I sucked in a mass of breath. Her eyes were pitiful with tears flooding them. I shook my head repeatedly at her. She’d better not tell them I told her to do it. She’d better not disgrace me out there. If she did, I won’t spare her at all. If Sebastian happens to fire her, I’ll hire assassins to hunt her down and kill her and her entire family.

Noticing her lack of response, Sebastian grew more impatient. He followed her gaze upward to where I was, and I quickly ducked. I didn’t want him to spot me and realize she had been looking at me.

After some minutes, when I felt he wouldn’t be looking over here anymore, I raised my head only to see Vivian on her knees, chewing something and taking the mixed berry smoothie that was on the tray that Sebastian held. Sebastian was forcing her to take them. In less than a minute, she was gasping for breath and coughing out blood. It was obvious that was the poisoned meal. Incompetent fool! She could die for all I fucking care!! Sebastian’s guard carried her to where the doctor was and he and cartoonish eyed maid began treating her.

Letting out a loud, heavy sigh, I plonked like a log on my bed out of frustration. I was out of options. What should I do now? I was thinking hard about what next to do to get rid of that slave bitch since my poison plan had failed. All plans towards her always failed. It was as if she had an invisible force protecting her.

If I had to get into that cell and strangle her with my bare hands, I’d do it. If I had to kill her myself to secure Sebastian and save my marriage, I’d do it without looking back. She was getting on my nerves. Driving me crazy!

A hard knock on the door startled me, snapping me out of my thoughts. I stood, walked to the door, unlocked it and pulled it open to see Sebastian. He still had that angry look on his face, glaring at me with burning reproachful eyes, as if I were his worst enemy.