Enemy of light

QWEN

I watched my chauffeur roll the ill-fated omega into the tunnel with his thin hands pushing and his thin legs kicking.

He was just the best in his endeavours, and sometimes, I feel I owe him more than his monthly pay. He deserved more than that, maybe a one-time kiss at his cheek would be fair.

“Done, ma’am.” He said, wiping his thing palms on his cloth.

I beamed him a sigh of relieve. I knew there was a great need for me to remain an undercover villain, not a messed up known villain of the miserable Luna of the opportunist that called himself the new Lycan king.

“What’s next.” I asked with a wicked smile on my face.

Killing was disgusting, but if the most disgusting things on earth would give me as much pleasurable revenge as I desire, I’ll singlehandedly kill everybody in Rainbow crest pack.

“The old man at the old warehouse.” My chauffeur said. He was done wiping his hands on his cloth.

“Oh.” I smiled, pretending I had forgotten we had a business waiting at the old warehouse i