Chapter 81: _Tin Foil Hats
Marcellus’ POV
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After Cullen had torn the pack doctor to shreds and his wife had cried until her voice cracked, Marcellus did the honors of burning up the wife from the inside out with his magic and draining her life force.
He had originally thought about enjoying her body and using her to tame his sexual desires, but she was so weakened from crying over her husband that he became disinterested.
It wouldn’t be fun if she was too depressed to fight back.
Anyway, he sent Cullen to drop her burnt corpse in front of their house and told him to make sure he used his magic to cloak himself and escape the view of any cameras.
As for the pack doctor, his dear friend Abel... He was nothing but a pool of blood and splatters of organs and remains on the floor and the walls in the living room.
Marcellus sighed to himself, wiggling his fingers and causing a glass of vodka to levitate to his hand.
"Look at this mess." Marcellus clicked his tongue, shaking his head as he folded his arms in front of his chest. "Imagine if I didn’t have any magic. Cleaning this up would have been a hassle."
Not to mention boring...
Marcellus sighed before he cast a few spells that cleaned up the blood and body parts, draining them and transmuting them into a small amount of ash, which he then kept in the trash.