Chapter 96: magic

Anita’s eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at Janet. "You threw me against that pillar! How can you stand there and deny it?"

Janet smiled and began walking toward her, making Anita instinctively move backward despite the pain she had supposedly been feeling. Janet stopped in front of her and looked down at her with a teasing expression.

"Do you honestly think you would still be alive if a werewolf had thrown you against that pillar with enough force to make you fly through the air? Or do you think we’re all saints who will let humans treat us however they want without fighting back?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

Anita’s eyes widened as she remembered the pain she had felt when her back struck the pillar. She had been certain that some of her bones were broken, and for a moment, she had even thought she was going to die. Yet, as she carefully moved her body, she realized she could stand without feeling the terrible pain she had expected.

How was that possible?

She had felt her bones crack! She was sure of it, so why was her body suddenly fine?

Janet rolled her eyes when she noticed Anita staring at herself in confusion. "I have never seen pink blood before!" she suddenly announced, pointing at the blood on the ground.

Everyone looked down at Anita’s blood, and their expressions changed when they noticed its unusual pink color. Even Anita froze as she stared at the blood, unable to understand how she had failed to notice it earlier.

Human blood was supposed to be red, so why was hers pink?

Before she could come up with an excuse, one of the Alphas stepped forward and looked at her seriously. "Be careful, human. Janet is not someone you can insult or play stupid tricks on whenever you feel like it. She’s one of the headquarters wolves, and they are very special and ancient wolves with abilities that ordinary werewolves don’t possess."

His eyes shifted toward Doris, and his expression became even colder. "And you should know better than to shout at her just because your mother is one of the important women here. Janet is not your mate, and she is certainly not someone you can treat like a servant. She may look young, but you should never judge her by her appearance or forget her position. She is older and more powerful than you can imagine."

Doris pressed her lips together, clearly unhappy with the warning, while Anita could only stare at the Alpha in shock. She had no idea that Janet was so important, and she certainly had not expected her to possess such strange abilities...she don’t even know what abilities they are talking about.

Janet scoffed and turned away, no longer interested in wasting her time with them. As she walked off, she glanced toward a corner where Rita and Akeelah were hiding, then winked at them as if they had just shared a private joke. " Thank you " she whispered.

The two women exchanged amused looks before disappearing from sight, leaving the others to deal with the mess.

Once everyone had left, Doris finally stood up, her face filled with annoyance. She turned toward Anita, who was still staring at her own hands as if she expected her bones to break again.

"What exactly was that?" Doris demanded. "You think Janet is just an ordinary opponent you can challenge whenever you feel like it?"

Anita looked up at her in surprise. "But she attacked me! I’m serious, Doris. She threw me against that pillar, and I felt my bones break. I thought I was going to die, but now I don’t even feel that much pain. I don’t understand what’s happening to me!"

Doris scoffed and folded her arms. "Even if she did throw you against the pillar, look at yourself! You’re completely fine, aren’t you? Janet is the seventh in command, which means she’s ranked seven among the most powerful wolves in this headquarter. The ranking ends at eight, and that Akeelah holds the eight position. They are ancient wolves with abilities that ordinary werewolves can only dream of, and other wolves know better than to offend them without a good reason."

She shook her head in disappointment. "Didn’t they teach you anything about werewolves in your school?"

Anita snorted, feeling even more annoyed. "The only books that talk about werewolves in the hidden old library barely mention anything about their government system. Caius is the only person they talk about most of the time, so how am I supposed to know all these things?"

The moment the words left her mouth, Doris raised her hand and slapped her hard across the face.

Anita gasped and stared at her in shock, raising a hand to touch her burning cheek. "Why did you slap me?"

"How dare you call His Majesty by his name?" Doris asked coldly. "You should lower your head whenever you speak about him and call him His Majesty. He’s a Supreme Alpha! Don’t you understand what that means?"

Anita gritted her teeth, struggling to hide her anger. She had not expected Doris to react so strongly over something as simple as calling someone by his name, but the look in Doris’s eyes warned her not to argue.

"I’m sorry," she muttered. "I don’t understand the werewolf government system, so I didn’t know I was doing something wrong."

Doris sighed in annoyance, wondering why the girl seemed to know so little about the world she wanted to enter.

"I didn’t know you were this useless," she said before continuing, "Caius is the Werewolf King, and he’s a pure-blood royal wolf. The royal wolves are the oldest and most powerful werewolves because they were the first of their kind. But Caius is even more special than that. He’s the first wolf to be born a werewolf after his parents were turned into werewolves themselves. Do you understand what that means?"

Anita’s eyes widened as she listened. She had read about Caius in the human world, but the information she had found was nothing compared to what Doris was telling her now. She had thought he was simply a powerful werewolf king, but it seemed there was much more to him than she had ever imagined.

"I’m very sorry," she said again, lowering her head.

So Caius is even more powerful than what they wrote about him in the human world, she thought, finally understanding why everyone treated him with so much respect. And Doris is trying to become his mate?

She glanced at Doris, who was still looking annoyed, and slowly began to understand why the woman behaved differently around Caius and Ethan. Doris could speak freely with Ethan, but whenever Caius appeared, there was always something strange about her behavior.

Perhaps Doris was not as fearless as she wanted people to believe. After all, even she seemed to understand that one wrong move around Caius could cost her everything.

Anita swallowed and nodded. "Noted. I’ll be more careful next time."

Doris did not answer immediately. Instead, she turned toward the window, staring into the distance as her expression slowly changed. The annoyance on her face disappeared, replaced by a look of longing that Anita had never seen before.

"My dream is to become his mate, no matter what happens," Doris whispered, her eyes growing determined. "I don’t care who stands in my way. No one can stop me from getting what I want."