Alpha's Rejected Mate Returns as Queen

Chapter 124

124 Crazy Talk

Adele’s POV:

My master had an unimaginable obsession with rare bloodlines. He didn’t have the prophecy bloodline, so he studied astrology painstakingly. Even I could use the stars to make some achievements.

How annoying. Perhaps I shouldn’t have left that insignificant person alive. I should have just let her fall into the volcano and die. I should have let her taste the pain I suffered back then.

But I didn’t. I regretted making that decision every second, but I didn’t.

I began to fantasize about the volcanic crater as a bedtime story.

What did the stone house look like now? Was it cracked from the heat, unscathed, or had it already collapsed?

Where was the scarecrow? Did it lose an arm or a leg?

And that girl, she must be in a sorry state, right?

After thinking about it, I didn’t want to look at the stars anymore.

I didn’t want to know the reality.

After an unknown period, perhaps it was already midnight or almost dawn, and footsteps could be heard from outside the corner tower.

“Are you still awake?”

I heard a woman standing outside the corner tower asking something loudly.

It sounded familiar to me, what was that person called again... Oh, that ‘Master Mary’.

I ignored her.

However, she was impolite. Before the master could answer, she opened the door and entered the room.

“Hey! This is so rude!” I crossed my arms and pretended to be offended. “I’m going to call for help!”

“Don’t play the fool,” Master Mary said calmly. “The curse in your head won’t turn you into a mentally disabled person, little girl.”

I laughed out of boredom and turned over.

“I have to give you a checkup, and you have no right to refuse.” She asked, “Are you going to cooperate with me, or will you cooperate with me after the guards tie you up?”

I didn’t have any will to resist. I’d used up all my iron bones the past few times. Now, I only felt endless emptiness. I didn’t understand the point of coming here to cause a scene. To take revenge on my sister, who had a different life? For fun? For the sake of rebellion? To prove myself?

I didn’t know. It was like I’d returned to the time when I was an embryo and was bitten by the parasites. I was clear-headed and confused.

Without my knowledge, Mary had even finished examining me.

“Can you stop time...” I mumbled.

“Forty minutes have passed, witch,” she said without a smile.

“Don’t be so serious, old lady,” I deliberately provoked her. “You’re also using sorcery, aren’t you? ”

She ignored me and left.

I felt extremely bored and even began to miss the heart-wrenching pain from before. At least this proved that I was still alive, right?

A thick dark cloud covered the moon, and the moonlight disappeared.

Ha, what a stingy goddess. She couldn’t even bear to lend a little moonlight to the infidels.

Just like that, I opened my eyes and stared at the moonlight hidden behind the clouds. However, the clouds blocked the moon’s brilliance even after the sun had dispelled the darkness.

It was dawn. I didn’t sleep all night, but I didn’t feel tired either.

I should be mumbling something, but I didn’t hear clearly, or did I not say anything? Was I just too tired and hallucinating?

The door was opened again.

Mary came in with an unfamiliar woman in a white coat. She said she wanted to give me a test.

So annoying! So very annoying! Another inspection! Another test!

But I didn’t want to resist, but what did ‘resist’ mean?

I just wanted to empty my mind. I just wanted to ask why the moon was not shining on me.

When I returned to my senses, the person called Tracy had already finished her examination.

She looked at me with a complicated expression. I thought she probably hated me because I was the enemy of the werewolves.

But why did her gaze look so pitiful?

I was suddenly furious. I grabbed a pillow and blanket and threw them at her.

“Don’t look at me like that! Get out! Get out of my darkness!”

Mary and Tracy tried to hold me down, but my agile movements made the two old werewolves helpless.

“Why are you looking at me like that? It was very dark here! Why are you looking at me like that?”

I didn’t know what I was shouting. I only saw Mary beckoning to the outside, and a pair of guards walked in.

The scene blurred.

I realized that I was crying.

But what was crying?

Why was I crying?

I frantically wiped my tears, and the rough cuffs tore the skin at the corners of my eyes. The blood and tears left a pink mark on my cheeks.

I liked pink.

The guards caught me.

“Release me! Get out of my darkness! Let the moon come! Ask the moon! Go ask the moon!”

...

I stood on the tower’s roof and saw myself tied up by the guards.

They were so rough. My wrist was scraped, and blood was flowing out. It was red.

I didn’t like red.

They forced me onto the bed, and I heard Tracy whisper to Mary, ” “I think she does have some mental problems.”

Who was crazy?

‘I am not crazy! You’re the one who’s crazy!’

I struggled madly and looked up at the fingernail-sized skylight. The clouds covered it, so there was no moon.

“Look at me! Look at me! Come to my darkness!

“It’s very dark here. Come to my darkness!”

My world turned pink because the blood flowed into my eyes.

No one answered me.

...

The moon never looked at me.