My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 141

Orion strode into the hall, the first thing on his mind was to wash off the dried snake blood on his hands.

“Leonardoodle, there’s a snake’s nest in the backwoods, about half a mile from the first trail marker, at the base of the cliff. Get someone to clear it out.”

“Oh, alright!”

“Cedric, sprinkle some sulfur around the perimeter of the room where Ms. Nightshade will be staying tonight.”

Cedric nodded, “Right away, sir!”

Leonard, watching Orion issuing orders as if nothing had happened, couldn’t help but approach him. “Orion, sometimes I really don’t get you. If you care about Xanthea so much that you even think of laying sulfur around her room, why would you do ‘that thing‘ to her in the woods? It got me wronged.”

He hadn’t finished his sentence when Orion’s icy gaze silenced him, “What did you say?”

Leonard, intimidated by that look, muttered, “Maybe I’m reading too much into it? But Xanthea implied it, and if nothing had happened, why would she down that glass of wine to drown her sorrows?”

Orion’s eyes narrowed as he glanced at the bottle of strong red wine on the dining table.

hadn’t eaten for over eight hours and had just been

“Where is she now?”

just ran

some sobering

“Got it!”

demeanor, watched as he hurried away, murmuring to himself, “What on

In the restroom.

the sink, retching, but nothing came

more fiercely, as if it wanted to set her entire. being on fire. It was so hot she felt like stripping, her head spinning dizzily. In her haze, a writhing, sinister

her head,

couldn’t stay here

into her room while

pulled of her phone, scrolled through her contacts, her fingers becoming

blurring despite her efforts

find Samuel’s number, have

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