Chloe's POV
The oath-swearing ceremony ended and I left the venue immediately, not waiting for the merriment part.
I walked to my manor briskly, craving the comfort of my bed. Every other thing could wait.
I was still feeling weak from the poison of the wolfsbane. Any other wolf wouldn't be up and about by that time because of the poison, but I could pull it off because I had trained myself to withstand pain.
"That son of a bitch thought he was smart!" I growled inwardly, gritting my teeth as I remembered the pain I had been through.
"Well, I am going to see how he keeps up his smartness on his way to hell without a head." I stated inwardly, chuckling to myself. I was satisfied at what I did to the foolish Beta, Lawrence.
Then, I had entered my living room. And Thomas, the head of the workers in my manor walked up to me, his head bowed respectfully.
