Chapter 175: Provocation

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[Margaret’s Perspective]

“But you’re good at this. Believe in yourself, Elizabeth. You’re the only one between us who can do this.” I pretended to be relaxed. “You’ll do it naturally. You’ve been like this since you were young. If it were me, I would be seen through at first glance.

Is anyone there? Is anyone there?” I began to shout loudly, and began to wrench myself free of the ropes that bound me.

Elizabeth was behind me, staggering from my movements.

“Yell with me, too,” I whispered to Elizabeth.

“Is anyone there?!”

Soon both Elizabeth and I heard angry footsteps coming from the door.

The door suddenly opened again. This time, because there were candles in the house, the light outside did not give me the same intense visual stimulation as the last time.

…..

“I thought I told you to be quiet. What are you doing?”

This was the same Lycan, Arthur, who had just reprimanded Dick.

“We’ve been here too long. We want to go to the bathroom.” I looked up at him.

Arthur snickered. “Right here. What do you think you are, our honored guests?”

Arthur turned around and wanted to leave the room. He did not forget to threaten, “Don’t call me over for such a thing again. I’ll let you off this time. I’ll beat you up next time.”

No, we can’t fail at the first step, I thought.

I rolled my eyes and said, “What are you afraid of? Are you worried that we’ll escape from you? Don’t worry, we won’t run.”

Arthur did stop in his tracks. He turned back and smiled with contempt. “Afraid? I’m afraid of you two little she-wolves who know nothing. Don’t be ridiculous.”

“Then let us go.” I struck while the iron was hot. “It’s just the bathroom. We’re about to lose control. It won’t do you any good if we make a mess here.”

He just stood there. I could tell he was considering it.

I gave him a last helping hand at the right time. “If you can’t make up your mind, why don’t you ask Angel to come over? I’ll talk to her. I’m sure she has the authority and will promise me, because I’ve been defeated by her every time. She never sees me as a threat.”

“Can’t I do what that twat can?” Arthur snorted.

He stepped forward and released the rope that bound Elizabeth and me together.

I smiled a triumphant smile to myself, but I still looked timid.

“You can only go one by one.” The other party pulled me up from the ground and said, “Just now, you said that you were in a hurry, right? You go first.”

Then he glared at Elizabeth and said, “In the meantime, hold it in. I don’t want to come back and see a mess.”

Elizabeth looked at me in panic. We hadn’t planned to be separated.

I gave her a reassuring look and tried to talk to Arthur. “Or you can let us go together. That will save you another trip. With both of us tied up, you can completely control us with one hand.”

“Cut the crap. Either we go now or we all don’t f*cking go.”

The other party no longer gave me a chance to speak and pushed me forward.

I had no choice but to shut up and follow him passively. The rope was still tied around my ankles, and it was difficult for me to walk while stumbling.

“Margaret…” Elizabeth’s flustered voice came from behind me.

“It’s okay. I’ll be back soon.” I turned back to Elizabeth.

“Margaret, don’t leave me here alone!” Elizabeth began to struggle with her rope.

“I’ll be back soon!”

Then I watched the door that held us closed behind me. Then Elizabeth’s voice faded.

“What a good show of sisterly love,” Arthur said with a fake smile as he brought me out. “Once you walk out of this door, don’t make any more noise, or I can guarantee that your good sister will stay in this room forever and never come out.”

His breath was on my face. I resisted the urge to punch him. I struggled and looked at the ground.

After leaving the room, I followed him down a long flight of stairs. The rope became the biggest obstacle to my movement, but the other party had no intention of helping me untie it. He would roughly pull me up when I was too far away from him. Several times, my head almost hit the steps.

By the time I finally reached the ground, I was panting, but I hadn’t forgotten what he had said to shut me up. I looked at him angrily as I secretly observed the furnishings in the cabin.

It wasn’t a big cabin, and since it was already night, I couldn’t make out the surroundings outside the window, but I guessed we were in the forest. In the forest at night, werewolves could sense direction through the moon. As long as I could find a way to escape, I could definitely find my way back.

Before I could take a closer look, Arthur, who had brought me up, kicked me.

I stumbled forward, but Arthur hooked me with the rope again and pushed me in the other direction.

“Stop looking around and leave quickly!” he reprimanded.