Marcellus' POV
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"I want you to kill Odessa Pierce."
His eyes opened wide in surprise when he heard those words from Celine's mouth.
Yikes... He had underestimated how deep her hatred for Odessa had grown already within the span of merely a few days since she arrived in this pack.
Marcellus smirked, amused and eager to see how this would turn out.
Meanwhile, Regina also seemed amused and chuckled lightly, placing her right hand in front of her mouth. She didn't care that Celine was now getting awkward and laughed to her satisfaction before she spoke.
"Really? Oh my gosh, I knew this so-called 'truce' wouldn't last a week without one of you wolves plotting to kill the poor witch." Regina remarked, placing her index finger on her lips as she walked around Celine.
There was still a thin layer of mist surrounding the true Lord of the North's messenger, giving her an extra air of mystery and ominousness.
