Mated To My Boyfriend's Dad novel Chapter 97

Chapter 97: _ We Are Alone

Fergus

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Oh, he did get his compensation for the intercourse with that bloody woman.

Every bit of the irritation, he took back from Isleen. He did everything for her, waiting for that one day when he’d be able to do more. He would do more to her.

She just wait and see.

He hated how the news of his kill became food for thought the next day in the pack. Those wolves were just so damn annoying. He’d never seen a more annoying creature.

Nor had he ever seen a dumber person like Kylo. Oh, how much fun he’d had with the affair going on with Isleen and Rhett. The possibilities of the things he could do– the havoc he could wreck with that information were endless.

And he’d wreck them. He would play. He loved to play.

He could sow discord, and pit the pack against itself, all the while Isleen would remain blissfully unaware. She would cling to his manufactured affection to fill in the void her loneliness and guilt had created.

And yet, that’d be her undoing.

Right now, he was just a few steps away from moving on to the next phase of his plans. He heard Rhett’s and Isleen’s conversation, heard everything they discussed.

He also saw that look Rhett had on his face when he looked at him last. He saw the war between suspicion and uncertainty in them. He had formerly been wondering what was making the Vampire Lord so wary of Rhett. But now, he was seeing it himself.

The way his eyes narrowed, the slight twitch of his jaw – he knew a seed of doubt had begun to blossom in him. The Gamma wasn’t a fool, unlike the rest of the pack. Unlike Isleen.

He could sense something off about ’Liam’. Never had he thought anyone could ever get suspicious of the little cute and innocent Liam, but it seemed he was wrong.

Rhett did.

Yet, Fergus felt like that was just a gnat buzzing around his ear – annoying, but ultimately inconsequential.

He was playing the role of Liam well. He was indeed fooling them all with ease. It was fun. Very fun.

Imagine telling the stupid wolf girl whose mother he had raped and murdered that her mother’s culprit would be found. Imagine offering her comfort, being there with her while she mourned.

Her grief was a source of strength to Fergus. He knew he’d enjoy so much this part of his plan. Reveling in the pain of the relative of one of his victims.

The feeling was ethereal. Perfecto.

On a more serious note, "I need to shed this form as soon as possible." He said to himself the moment Isleen and Lupe left the house.

He had opted to stay back to think. He needed to process his plan, to find the right time to corner his next target. To find the right time to steal the form.

How could he execute that?

He was thinking.

Just then, a faint sound reached his preternatural hearing, disrupting his thoughts. It was the unmistakable thud of footsteps approaching the apartment.

He frowned.

Isleen and Lupe had been gone longer than anticipated. Their shopping trip shouldn’t have taken this long. He would have decided that it was them arriving had he not known the sound of Isleen’s footsteps.

Before the doorknob rattled, Fergus’s senses identified the approaching figures with chilling accuracy – Kylo and Cullen.

Argh. Those idiots.

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