Alpha's Rejected Mate Returns as Queen

Chapter 131

131 Evil Sorcery

Selma Payne’s POV:

It was the middle of summer, but the air was filled with the fragrance of spring.

Avril and Perrin fell in love. She often shared her thoughts with us. From her behavior, it seemed like she couldn’t wait to marry Perrin tomorrow.

Perrin looked like an honest boy, but he still said the same thing, “One may know a person’s face, but not their heart. Thus, Dorothy, Mara, and I fulfilled our duties as advisors and protected their relationship.

Sometimes, Emma and Jordin would come over and give her some ideas.

That was right; from my introduction, they got to know Avril and Mara and quickly developed a friendship that didn’t conform to the ‘noble code’.

It seemed that being of equal social status was the basic standard of human relationships, so much so that even Avril and Mara felt it was unreal initially.

“I hope there won’t be a noble lord who will bid one million to ask me to leave his daughter,” Mara said jokingly. “I can’t guarantee that I will remain loyal to my friends when I smell money.”

It had been a week since my conversation with my father in the study. Due to my excellent acting skills, my mother finally relaxed her restrictions on me and allowed me to take a day off.

It was Mara’s birthday, and we were invited to her birthday party.

As Dorothy was injured in the battle with Adele, she moved into the palace in the guise of ‘recuperation’ and finally did not have to hide anymore.

Correspondingly, under the watchful eyes of the public, her sorcerer bloodline could no longer be hidden.

The girls didn’t have any resistance to this. At first, they were surprised for a while, but that was it. After all, no matter how bloody a legend was, it couldn’t be more convincing than a friend who was with them all the time, right?

Emma and Jordin did not seem to be surprised at all. Their families were open-minded and progressive; they had even produced a few werewolf grandmasters, so they were not surprised at all.

We met at Mara’s house.

She had invited many friends and classmates, and her house was full of guests.

The surging music and the dancing confetti stirred up everyone’s dance bones. We excitedly sang loudly, almost shaking the roof.

In the corner of the crowd, I saw Ryan with a gloomy face.

He was no longer the high-spirited genius writer that he used to be. He sat alone in the corner of the sofa, with no one talking to him, and he just drank sparkling water alone.

Mara must hate him and would not let him appear in front of Avril. Why would she invite him?

I asked Mara about it, and she helplessly said, “I can’t wait to never see this b*stard again in my life! His father is my father’s superior, and my father asked me to invite him! Since you can’t find an opportunity to show your emotions to your boss, you’d sell your daughter to see if you can get a generous reward.”

“So, your dad wants you to date Ryan?” I asked in shock.

The girls also acted as if they had heard a ridiculous joke.

“He’s dreaming!” Mara was indignant. “Ryan? I won’t do it even if you give me ten million! How unlucky!”

Parents would sometimes think too simply of their children’s interpersonal relationships. They felt that it was just a minor disagreement between their children and that there was no long-lasting hatred. They just had to hug and make up for a while.

Especially for some adults, in the face of benefits, even their children had to make way, let alone their children’s interpersonal relationships.

However, based on Mara’s attitude toward Ryan, her father would make a fool of himself.

“Can you just go and greet him?” Avril asked, a little worried. Don’t worry about me. I don’t care about him anymore.”

She and Perrin were holding hands.

Mara shook her head indifferently. “I don’t want to go. Let the adults flatter themselves. Does my father expect me to win the CEO throne for him?” she asked.

Seeing this, we didn’t say anything more and went to enjoy the party.

I didn’t expect that something would happen that night.

We were all a little tired. Some students said goodbye to Mara one after another, and the rest gathered in twos and threes, whispering to the soothing music.

At this moment, a shrill scream broke the silence.

The sound came from the bathroom on the second floor. We hurried over to look, only to see a bloody scene.

Ryan was bleeding from his seven orifices and twitching on the ground. A strange magic circle was drawn around him, and on the nodes of the magic circle were a rabbit, a frog, and a bunch of disgusting caterpillars.

The moment I saw the formation, I felt a sharp pain. I held my head and fell. From the corner of my eye, I noticed that the others were in the same situation as me.

A spell attacked us.

Ignoring the pain, I stood up and shouted to the people, “All of you, get out! Don’t look at the formation on the ground!”

Then, I picked up the cup from the sink, filled it with water, and poured it onto the array.

The water dispersed the blood, and the magic circle slowly lost its effect.

Ryan also stopped twitching.

No matter how much I hated him, life was at stake. I tried to wake him up. “Hey! Ryan! Can you hear me?! Hey! Wake up!”

However, Ryan’s eyes were closed, and he showed no reaction.

I quickly called for an ambulance, and when I turned around, I saw Dorothy staring coldly at the incomplete formation on the ground.

“This is a spell to summon the devil. The blood is Ryan’s.”

She looked at me with the cloth over her eyes in her hand.

Her dark eyes were extremely clear.