Contract With The Alpha King by Brey Mitchylle

Chapter 131

"Your" The Queen suddenly rose from her seat. "What have you-

The Queen fell silent as Fiona's soft chuckle broke the tension, quickly growing into a full-blown laugh that echoed through the room. Leaning back in her chair, her eyes danced with amusement. "Your Majesty, please, calm your heart," she said, her hands raised in a soothing gesture. "I was merely jesting. Do you truly think I'd be foolish enough to do something like that?" Her gaze shifted pointedly to Lady Mathias. "With someone watching

"Are you mocking me?" the queen seethed. "Do you see the lives of my people as joke!"

"Most definitely not, your majesty," Fiona said. "I would never harm your people

The Queen's lips tightened as she studied Fiona's expression. Fiona's smile softened into something almost playful as she turned her attention back to Lady Mathews. "But." Fiona continued, "she might feel a little inch

Almost immediately, Lady Mathias's hand twitched. Her fingers moved to scratch at her wrist, then her neck, and then back to her hands again. A faint redness began to appear on her skin as she scratched harder, her movements growing frantic "Stop this," the Queen ordered sharply, her glare fixed on Fiona. "Whatever you've done, remove it at once. Remove this curse, now!"

Fiona stood gracefully, smoothing her dress as she approached Lady Mathias, who was now visibly distressed, scratching at her arms and neck. "There's no curse, Fiona said, her expression calm. "No spell. No magic. That's why even a witch couldn't heal it." She stepped closer to Lady Mathias, whose wolf instincts flared as she took a step back. Fiona tilted her head slightly, her smile never faltering. "Relax" she said. "I'm only going to heal you

Lady Mathias hesitated, glancing nervously at the Queen, but after a moment, she allowed Fiona to touch her face. Fiona's hand rested lightly against her skin, and within seconds, the redness faded. Relief washed over Lady Mathias's face as she exhaled deeply, her shoulders relaxing,

The Queen's eyes narrowed as she watched the scene unfold. "What did you do to her?" she asked, her words clipped.

Fiona stepped back, folding her hands neatly in front of her. "Poison," she said simply. The opposite of healing is poison. It's as natural to us as breathing." Her gaze flicked to Lady Mathias before returning to the Queen "Nothing permanent, of course. I wouldn't be so cruel. But it served its purpose"

her lingers tightening on the armrest of her chair. "Are you

hid, is a Rosenthal secret. Something only our family knows" The Queen's lips pressed into a thin line, her displeasure evident, but she said nothing. Fiona's expression remained serene as she took a to the Queen her movements deliberate and confident. "Are you convinced now?" she asked, her eyes lockitig with the Queen's The Queen's glare dadn't falter. After a long moment, she pursed her lips and glanced at Lady Mathias, who was still recovering from the o Fiona's smule deepened. "Good," she said. "Then I believe we understand each other, Your Majesty," She returned to her seat, picking up her teacup with

ordeal.

King Romero, offering him a quiet

king willing to take a risk just so Fiona could heal him. But the plan had failed spectacularly. Fiona had escaped, and Elijah had swooped in to save her, caring sympathy and admiration from the Werewolf community. Instead

rijgthened his position

desired Fiona for his own purposes. Want that a

had chosen to send him the letter. She wanted Fiona out of the

And now, Fiona was sitting next to her, revealing this strange and dangerous side of her abinies. Why now? Why

her mind. Did Fiona know about the letter?

this some

There was no way Fiona could know. Homero was supposed to be too wounded to act directly. If anything, his attempt to take Fiona had been a

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set her cup down and looked at

tilting her head slightly. "I'm sorry" she said, her voice