Ileus: The Dark Prince - Chapter 592

"Olivia!" Bernice gasped. "You fucking bitch!" She lunged at her but Olivia backhanded her again with so much force that Bernice fell to the ground. She grasped her burning cheek as Olivia snarled at her with danger lurking in her eyes. 

Hearing all the commotion, Fuchsia came into the room. When she saw that her daughter was on the floor, she instantly rushed to her side and held her by her shoulders, anxious as hell. She saw that Bernice’s face was red with marks of fingers on her cheeks. "Bernie!" she rasped. "What happened?" Blood flowed down her face, a wound on her forehead. That was going to form a scar and stay for a long time. Fuchsia’s eyes were wide as her breath became ragged.

Bernice let out a loud wail and pointed at Olivia. "She did it to me, mother. She can’t accept that Kaizan wants me and not her." 

"Olivia!" Fuchsia shouted looking at Olivia. "How dare you hit Bernice?" she said, fuming with anger. "What has she done to you? It is your husband who doesn’t want you, you piece of shit. Why target my little Bernie?" 

Shocked, Kaizan looked at Bernice and her mother. He took a step towards them, but he wavered. He held his head that pounded so heavily that he was unable to stand on his feet. His stomach heaved. He felt like puking. The drug was too potent. He couldn’t open his eyes fully. He felt like he would fall down. But he had to stay conscious for the fear that Olivia might try to leave him. Even though his tongue felt like lead, he managed to say, "This is a lie!" 

"Lie?" Bernice retorted through her tears. She saw that Kaizan was still under the effect of the drug. "Now you are changing your stance in front of Olivia? You don’t have to be scared of her Kaizan. You can ask her to leave. You and I will get married. Just throw her out of the house!" Olivia stalked closer to Bernice who was sobbing and coughing. "You bloody rotten cunt!" Olivia couldn’t believe that those words rolled out of her tongue, but fury did strange things. Bernice jerked her head back. Seeing her lethal demeanor she scrambled back. Olivia continued, "You were after the man I married? On what account? Just because you thought that you never got a chance to marry him?" 

"Never got the chance?" Fuchsia snapped. "Or you did your best to steal the chance?" 

Eyes going wide, rage bubbling like a lava, Olivia couldn’t help herself. She kicked Fuchsia with her foot. 

"Mother!" Bernice shouted as Fuchsia landed next to the door. Bernice tried to get up and hit Olivia, but this time she was kicked in her gut by… Kaizan. She squeaked with unbearable pain as she landed right beside her mother. She clutched her stomach as excruciating pain cruised through her body. 

She was aghast when she saw a heaving Kaizan standing next to his wife with his hands balled into fists. His face was sweat slicked. His hair was stuck to his forehead. He took his hand to his collar and loosened it, feeling stifled. 

"I told you long back," he growled, his lips peeling back from his fangs. "I am General Kaizan for you." Suddenly his chest heaved more and he had to go to the bathroom to pour the contents out of his stomach. Once he reached inside, he vomited in the toilet and entered a cold shower. 

Taking advantage of his absence, Fuchsia got up. She leapt at Olivia with claws jutted out, but she forgot that Olivia was a warrior. Sensing her movement, Olivia spun around, raised her leg in the air and it met Fuchsia’s chest with an impact so massive that the woman landed outside the room. She skidded on the floor and hit the railing which cracked. She shrieked in agony as a bone cracked. With whatever little power, she was left with, Bernice got up to charge at Olivia. But Olivia was ready. She held Bernice’s hand and shoved her on the ground. Olivia grabbed her hair and yanked her head back to meet her eyes. Bernice cried in pain.

"Leave her," Fuchsia breathed out, crawling back to where her daughter was. 

With vengeance peaking in her chest, she pointed to her neck that bore his fresh mark, and spoke in a menacing voice, "If this was the first time he marked me—" Bernice’s eyes traveled to her neck. "Then look carefully," Olivia continued. "He marked me before you arrived in Silver Vales." 

Bernice’s eyes flew wide open. Two angry circles of raised skin greeted her eyes.

Kaizan entered the room by then, shirtless and drenched in water. He leaned his arm against the door, his breath ragged and chin dropped. 

Olivia looked at him once and then her eyes went back to her cousin. "Do you know what the punishment for drugging a General is?" 

Bernice’s lips quivered as she held her hair and Olivia’s wrist. "Leave me you bitch," she said. "You just can’t understand, can you? Kaizan and I were having an affair at your back. Accept it. He wants to make me his wife, because he realized his mistake by marrying you." 

Olivia wanted to wring her neck. But she looked at her with amusement. "Remember it hoe. He didn’t mark me because I am married to him, but he marked me because I am his mate!" 

"Wh— what?" Bernice’s mouth fell to the floor, but another slap resounded and her upper lip split. She fell on the floor with shock and pain. Her body shuddered at the word mate. Olivia and Kaizan were mates? No wonder Kaizan was so territorial towards her. How could she miss that?

"Never speak lies again!" Olivia said. Fury exploded inside her, giving her the taste of blood and not revenge. She shoved Bernice on the floor after slapping her again. 

"Bernie!" Fuchsia had scrambled to her daughter. "Bernie!" she said in a jittery voice. She held her daughter in her lap ignoring her own pain. Her eyes darted to Olivia "You will pay for this! You forget that this is a violation of the peace treaty." 

"And you forget that after signing the peace treaty, the Whiteclaw pack has become a part of the Silver Vales kingdom, and I am the General of it. You drugged me, which is an act of revolt," Kaizan snarled ferociously, his breath still ragged. 

Warning bells rang. "How is this revolt?" Fuchsia asked, eyeing Olivia. She had never expected that the whole thing would have turned out to be an accusation of revolt. "Olivia is my niece."

"To whom I am bonded," replied Kaizan. "And if I am bonded to her, so is everyone who is bonded to me." He didn’t know what Olivia was going to do next because he could still feel anger roiling off her, but he knew one thing—she was showing her cousin and her aunt that they were one. And he respected it. He dared not touch her at this point of time. She was like a dangerous, wounded tigress. He looked up. "Guards!" he shouted. 

Fuchsia’s eyes widened.