Chapter 42

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I watched as he walked towards my packhouse, drunk and completely out of his mind. I rolled my eyes, pinching the bridge of my nose. I turned towards my husband as he scanned through the documents, cussing when he couldn't find anything on her.

"It's like she doesn't exist." he groaned.

I frowned and walked up to him, gently kissing his temple. I massaged his shoulders, I hate it when he gets all stressed out like this. "Her father didn't want anyone else knowing about her." I sounded.

He sighed, "Why?"

I was about to answer when the drunk slammed open our door, earning a growl from my mate. I instantly calmed him down before guiding the drunk mutt in. I closed our door and sat him in the chair before sitting on my mate's lap.

"So, did you separate them?" I asked.

The man frowned "Separate who?"

"Hades and Celina you twit!" I snapped.

"Baby, calm down, no need to frighten the rogue." my husband cooed.

I took a few deep breaths before forcing a smile. "You've been of great service to us, but I'm afraid your time is over."

He swallowed, "P-please! I-I can destroy them! I promise!"

"No, I'll do it myself." I spat. "You've failed me twice."

Without hesitation I snapped his neck, allowing his limp form to slump to the ground. I sighed before turning and walking back to the window. I stared out across our small land and into Hades' territory. I couldn't see much, not even his damn patrols, but I know where they're at. I grinned, I know exactly how to destroy them. Well, how to destroy Celina at least. I just need him to do something heartbreaking.

"Honey, could you call Jade up here?" I asked.

"Of course."


A few minutes later my daughter walked in, a glint in her eyes. I smirked, "You already know what I'm going to ask of you to do."

"Of course, I'm not stupid, mother."

I chuckled, "I know, now, you know how to make him drunk?"

"Yes, I've done it before. Almost got him into bed."

"Well, get him into bed this time. Celina will surely feel it."

"Yes, mother."

"Now, go!"

She scurried out of the room as I sighed. Oh, how I love to play a game of revenge.

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