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.

lies!” I snarled, my teeth bared in a feral display of longer

cowered, her face crumbling

rage. “The

lady!” she said, her voice quivering and I

my voice sharp as a whip. “Aurora, you’ve already been caught red-handed, and your pathetic attempts at denial only make you look more

chest heaved with ragged breaths as she struggled to maintain

I’m innocent!” she cried, her voice quivering

teeth in a ferocious snarl, my temper

Your lies are as….” But I was cut off

her voice low. I let out a heavy sigh, the tension in my shoulders radiating

she extended a hand to help

and confusion. Aurora’s nod was as weak as a newborn deer, her eyes brimming

naivety was maddening as she wiped away Aurora’s tears, her tenderness a stark contrast to my seething

I called, my voice low and menacing, our eyes meeting 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 heavy like

my words cutting through the silence like a

smile was a forced curve of the lips, a thinly veiled attempt to soothe my

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

rolled my eyes, my irritation reaching new heights as

to prove your innocence,” she declared, her voice a

quivering like a

prove my innocence,” she pleaded, her

Aurora’s faltering confidence only served to deepen my distrust, her

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

to Nelly, I watched her scrutinize the vessel, her fingers tracing the smooth surface as she sought any evidence of treachery. After a moment’s pause, she passed the glass to

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

she stammered, her voice quivering with

sly smile playing at the corners of my mouth. “Drink

remained rigid, her unflinching gaze boring

be innocent,” she said, her voice a whip of

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