Whore of the Werewolf Billionaire

Someone has been poisoning me.

And if someone has been poisoning me, who could that be? The only person that has been with me all the time is...

"Tyler," I muttered my husband's name, brushing away that parasitic thought that I have no proof of if he actually did it. Besides, he has no reason to poison me-

'I am you. You are me.' Eliane's voice shook my core. I brush it away with a subtle shake of my head. 'Please, Eliane. Leave me alone!'

No one told me that one cannot fight her own corrupt soul. Yet, here I am...sending Eliane away from my mind as if it was possible.

"She only felt that more gravely now because she is far from Stella's Soul." The voice of Alpha Kairo, even a few meters away, still shakes every corner of my bones. He glanced at Tyler before jerking his jaw to me. "It was my sister who told me. She can detect poison and is immune to poison. Nyrene even tried giving you a drink with poison to see if your body would react. But you didn't. And now you did."

"What the f”

"The poison Nyrene gave her was a magical poison that will eventually disappear in one's system after an hour. No need to worry about anything."

"I have every reason why I should freaking worry about anything!" My husband shrieked, eyes almost popping out from his face due to the immense rage guiding his emotions. "My wife is pregnant and you tried to poison her!"

"I told you, Tyler," Kairo inched closer. "Someone was poisoning her since the moment she arrived in Stella's Soul."

"I don't believe you." Neither do I.

"I didn't force you to believe me. I'm only telling you this so that you have something to think of when you go home."

"You mean so that we could have a thought to stress on?" He gave him a mirthless grin, an insulting and mocking one.

"It depends on you how you view my help."

Help? Is someone telling me that ingesting a poison in my body is a sort of help?

Probably yes, mostly not.

"Goodbye, Kairo." Then we turned away from him. But the moment I hoisted my head, Kairo was already in front of us.

'He can teleport?' I asked myself. Only a ghostly tight grip around my wrist answered, probably from Eliane's.

"Someone has been poisoning Elaine the moment she came into Stella's Soul and it was only felt by her gravely by now because she is far from her 'home'."

"Elaine?" Tyler's eyes saved me again from that phantom, from Eliane's dream-like visions. "You see, Kairo? You are scaring my wife!"

"I think it's the other way around." The Greek Alpha muttered that as if it has no heavy meaning meant to be crashed to us.

"Be careful what you're pinpointing, Kai."

The Greek Alpha scoffed. "I am not. Truth is sometimes a needle. But most of the time, it's a knife."

My brows met, so as Tyler's.

"You're just upset, Moonstorm..." he closed the distance between us, voice soft but deadly. "You're only upset because I turned down your 'business proposal"."

Business proposal? "What kind of business proposal?"

But Alpha Kairo and his mortal servants in gray suits are already strolling away even before I finish my sentence. I took a step backward, the sound of being near the plane almost brought my ears bleeding.

Tyler let go of my hand that used to be romantically wrapped around his. My hand landed on my side, the throbbing of my heart deepens.

All my happy thoughts and beautiful memories here in Greece vanished like a bubble bursting in thin air. All was then replaced with worry and fear.

Tyler has changed, I am sure of it. But I cannot blame him though. With all those gruesome deaths and nasty revelations...if I were in his shoes, I would also be the same.

Yet, whatever happens, I cannot let Tyler know about me and Eliane no matter what. 'You are her but she is not you.' Rowena's unforgettable words threatened to let my fingers dig on my own skin.

"Good morning, Mrs. Moonstorm." The female flight attendant reached out a hand to me and I immediately took it. I frowned at her greeting before realizing that there are no such words as "Good Dawn, Mrs. Moonstorm." When my feet felt the softness of the plane's floor, I saw him already striding towards the love chair situated near the window. I do not know why such a plane has a love chair because I also don't want to imagine how Kairo uses it.

I reached Tyler, who's already closing his eyes trying to take a nap.

"You should also rest ." His voice seems more casual, as if he's talking to a stranger. He didn't

call me babe or Elaine or those Shakespearean monikers he used to call me.

"Sure," I tried to hide my scowl, willing my tears to remain at bay.

But I just laid my body across him on a couch, brushing the thought away to even kiss him on his cheeks or on his forehead.

"I love you, Tyler." I reminded myself; my tears were already making their way down my face

quietly.

***

"Eliane!"

I turned around to whom the voice belonged, only to realize no one can see me here in

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But I can see them.

A woman in a filthy gray long-sleeve dress approached where I was standing.   "Eliane!" The woman called again. But Eliane only lifted her chin as the woman stopped a few paces before us.

"What kind of siren song did you sing before all the wolves of Stella Soul that they still respect you even for not having a wolf?"

me."

  Eliane scoffed, crossing her arms. "I don't know. I don't even know they respect

  "You" The woman pointed a finger before her face, only for it to be suspended in mid-air.

  "You..." she shook her head, dropping her vulgar gesture. "I don't see you as a priestess but just an ambitious, ignorant witch."

  Eliane stiffed, but she wielded her hands not to even lay a finger to the woman.   "A werewolf must also be our High Priestess, not a stinky whore witch like you." Eliane tilted her head to the side, a smirk flashing before me. "At least this stinky witch

can assume the shape of a wolf even if she's not a werewolf by blood."

"You bi-" But Eliane caught her arm, nails digging on the furious woman's skin.

"I know you're the one been poisoning me." Eliane's words echoed throughout the Three Goddesses' temple. "But that's the least you can do. For a jealous wolfless Alpha's daughter, I pity you. Jealousy is a knife where the blade is pointing right to your heart."

Eliane closed the distance between them, breathing into her ears. "So keep an eye on that blade."

She smiled at me, as if my old soul acknowledged my presence. And, even though this act is a mystery itself to me, I smiled back.