Amia's POV
"I'll eat well and rest well," I muttered to myself as I remembered my own words said to Lucian.
"I'm bored," I whispered, then sighed heavily.
"Bored? Should I bring you books, my lady?" Serai asked seriously.
"No," I quickly answered, fearing what had happened to her would repeat itself.
"I can ask the Oracle for a few books, my lady. I think he would gladly give you a few," she said, making me smile.
"Thank you so much, Serai, but I don't want to read anything right now," I lied.
"But—"
"Just me eating and resting well is enough," I answered lazily, cutting her off.
She frowned deeply, and she was about to say something when I quickly raised my hand, stopping her.
I stood up from the bed and looked at the door coldly when I picked up Rachel's scent.
"Hide in the bathroom and lock it. Only come out when I tell you to," I said seriously.
"But why, my lady? I am your servant; serving you is my sole purpose. Don't you know that?" she asked.
"Just do it, now! That's an order," I growled at her as my wolf pulled through.
She gave a quick bow and then rushed into the bathroom, locking it.
I swallowed hard when the door opened and Rachel walked in.
She was in a rather revealing outfit that showed most of her breasts and thighs. Her hair was tied into a neat ponytail, and her face had heavy makeup that made her look more appealing.
"I just had to see it for myself because when I heard the news, I couldn't believe it," she said with a smirk as I glared at her.
"I was like, how could the love of my life, who looks at you like shit, give you such a place to rest in? Turned out he succeeded in breeding you," she said, and that was enough to make me move forward to slit her throat. But before my hand could reach her, she whispered some words that made my body freeze with an invisible force.
"Oh my, were you aiming to hurt me?" she asked me as I tried to move, but I couldn't.
"Back then, I allowed you to breathe the same air as I did and talk back. I even allowed you to hurt me because it was fun when the lord always paid you back on my behalf, but now—" she cut her sentence short as she looked at my stomach.
"Things are different. Although he can hit you, Lucian would be a thorn in our side and annoying as well," she said, and then walked to the table and sat down.
My wolf was growling furiously and was fully prepared to take over.
"Whenever the lord does something, most of the time, Lucian has a way of knowing. But whenever I do something, he doesn't know unless I want him to know," she said and then laughed loudly.
"His magic is good and pure; that's why he can't stand toe to toe with me, who practices black magic. Even our lord, your own mate, is weak compared to me," she said proudly as my wolf furiously took over and forced our body forward.
The forcefield that pushed us back was strong, but our will was stronger, and that allowed us to move forward step by step.
"Wow, this is absolutely fun," she said cheerfully as she clapped her hands like a lunatic.
"Oh, wait till I get my claws on you; that's when the fun will begin. Moreover, I would love to see your so-called lover take your side—oh wait, this time he can't openly hurt us, not even in private, and deep down you know why," my wolf said proudly while she moved, and that seemed to piss Rachel off because her facial expression instantly turned murderous.
When we reached a few meters away from her, we smiled because we both wanted to say the same thing.
"You aren't carrying his heir, you barren bitch; we are," we said as Rachel stood up with pitch-black eyes, and dark fog began to be emitted from her skin.
"You sure do need to learn your place," she said strongly as she began chanting the same words over and over again that made our knees give out.
When we fell to the ground, we felt a piercing headache that forced my wolf back into our subconscious. I bit my lower lip, drawing blood as I tried hard not to scream out in tears and give her the satisfaction that she wanted to see.
"You are nothing, you little slut. You stand in the presence of a powerful witch. My very presence should be worshiped by you, and the ground I pass through should be kissed by the likes of you," she said loudly, taking a step forward and grabbing my chin roughly.
"If I wanted to give your mate an heir, I would have, because he is in the palm of my hands. But I didn't, because my body is too good for such a disgusting purpose. But you, on the other hand, dog, you were born to spread your legs and go through pain while giving birth to heirs of a lord who will never love you," she said in a low tone.
Instantly, I raised my hand, clawing at her face, which sent her stumbling back with a loud scream. She moved her trembling hand and touched her face as tears ran down her cheeks.
"Damn it, I was aiming for your eyes," I forced out the words, ignoring my labored breath and the sweat forming on my forehead. My vision was becoming blurry as the pain worsened.
"But either way, the view is pleasing," I said as she dropped her hand.
"That's it! I'll fucking kill you!" she screamed as she began chanting some words, which she cut short. Soon after, the Lord and Lucian walked in.
I couldn't see them clearly, but I could tell by their scent.
"My lady!" Lucian called loudly, and in just a few seconds, I felt hands go around me.
"Are you alright? Why are you kneeling down in your condition?" he screamed loudly.
"Rachel! Did you do this to her? Answer me!" he demanded furiously.
It was funny how he acted as if he were my mate when my mate was present and felt nothing.
I wanted to tell him how it wasn't my fault but Rachel's. I wanted to yell at my mate and demand that he get her out of my room, but I couldn't.
My body felt weak, and my head was heavy.
The last thing I could see was the darkness that consumed me.