Rejected Slave To The Alpha by Gory Anna

Chapter 97.

Aisha’s POV.

Aurora’s piteous display did nothing to temper my rage, her contrived s obs falling on deaf ears. Nelly’s rapid footsteps drew closer, her anger palpable in the stillness of the night air. I remained rooted to the spot, arms folded across my chest, my stance a testament to my unwavering conviction.

“You know the price for your actions,” I seethed, my voice a low rumble that reverberated through the air.

“I didn’t do anything!” Aurora protested, but her words rang hollow, devoid of any truth or sincerity.

Nelly’s voice sliced through the air like a whip, her eyes darting back and forth between me and the sniveling Aurora. With arms folded across her chest, she took a protective stance, defending the treacherous maid before her.

“What’s going on here?” Nelly demanded, her tone urgent and commanding.

I wasted no time in delivering my incriminating evidence. “Your beloved maid almost took your life today,” I spat.

I explained everything to her, how I saw Aurora trying to poison her drink and how she gave me a lake excuse for not drinking the drink. Nelly’s expression hardened skepticism marrying her features.

“That can’t be right,” she insisted. “There must be a mistake. Aurora can never poison me,” she defended her, irritating me the more.

“You’re so quick to defend her, Nelly,” I seethed, my voice dripping with contempt. “Despite all the evidence, you still refuse to believe she’s a threat to your life. Aurora played you for a fool, manipulating you with her lies and deceit, yet you cling to her innocence like a drowning man clings to a life raft. You’re either incredibly naive or willfully blind.”

Nelly’s gaze hardened, her face a mask of defiance.

“Aurora has always been loyal to me,” she insisted. “I can’t believe she would do something like this.” I scoff.

“How long have you known this lady? Less than a month Nelly! And you are here

blabbing about loyalty,” I said, my voice tinged with disbelief. This wasn’t the Nelly I knew.

Nelly’s composure wavered as my words struck like a slap to the face. Her head bowed, defeated by the hard truths that shattered her illusions.

Aurora crawled to Nelly, tears flowing as she held her legs. “My lady, I’m innocent,” she cried out.

Aurora’s simpering pleas only served to sharpen my wrath, her self-serving drivel a vile insult to our intelligence.

in a feral display of longer you cling to this charade, the worse your

cowered, her face crumbling

rage. “The

she said, her voice quivering and I

been caught red-handed, and your pathetic attempts at denial only make you look more guilty. You’d be wise to confess before the

heaved with ragged breaths as

I’m innocent!” she cried,

bared my teeth in a ferocious snarl, my temper nearing its breaking

lies are as….” But I

your voice, it’s my wedding,” Nelly said, her voice low. I let out a heavy sigh, the tension in my shoulders radiating down to my fingertips as I massaged

followed Nelly’s movements as she extended a hand to help

voice a mix of concern and confusion. Aurora’s nod was as weak as a

Aurora’s tears, her tenderness

called, my voice low and menacing, our eyes meeting in a clash of

the flicker of uncertainty in Nelly’s gaze as she turned to face me, her lips pressing into a thin line. The air between us was thick with tension, the silence hanging

I hissed, my words cutting through the silence

a forced curve of the lips, a

know what I’m doing,” she said, but her words lacked

new heights as Nelly turned her

your innocence,” she declared, her voice a blend of authority and

her voice quivering like

to prove my innocence,” she pleaded,

I growled, my voice laced with skepticism. Aurora’s faltering confidence only

I strode across the ground, my heels thudding against the earth as I picked the glass

her fingers tracing the smooth surface as she sought any evidence of treachery. After a

it,” Nelly commanded, her expressión unwavering as she watched Aurora’s face blanch

her voice

sly smile playing at the corners of my mouth.

posture remained rigid, her unflinching gaze boring into

she said, her

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