Chapter 71 Drinking Poison
My surroundings seemed to still for a moment, like time had slowed down. I pushed my battered body forward, masking the look of pain and fear with an unreadable one.
When I got to where Damon was, my gaze moved from his before landing on the glass of wine. Without a second thought, I took the glass of wine, gulping its contents in one go.
’I’ve watched too many movies to be stupid enough to try to point fingers at Alpha Allison—someone with a prestigious and powerful background—while I’m nothing more than a low Omega. I would take the harm, then Damon would see through her scheme.’
"It tastes good," I said, before gulping slightly.
Damon stared at me with a furrowed brow, his eyes narrowed slightly. "Ember, that’s so improper. Do I need to teach you etiquette now?"
"No, Master... I was just thirsty." I shrugged my shoulders at him. I turned to Allison, whose face had turned pale as if she had seen a ghost.
Alpha Allison’s hand trembled, her eyes burning with fury. She shot daggers at me. But I widened my teeth at her.
’Even if I have to put myself at risk, as long as she gets caught, I have no worries. And maybe Damon could warm up to me and treat me better as his savior.’
I headed back to my seat; my body trembled. Even if I put on a brave face of facade, who wouldn’t be scared of drinking poison? And the fact that the drink had a spell that was supposed to make Damon forget about me made it all worse.