The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 262

Chapter 262: The Queen Who Hunts in Silence

[If this isn’t just an act, I swear I’ll cut off his dick for Her Majesty!] Solene thought with a disturbingly calm smile. [I’ll cut it off and make him eat it.]

Alright, things have gotten way out of hand now.

Still, Primrose’s performance had succeeded in completely earning Silas’s trust.

The doctor was now so convinced by her act that he started changing his original plan. Instead of killing her, he actually thought about using the hatred she supposedly held for her husband.

Honestly, she found this a little confusing.

In her first life, Silas knew she didn’t like Edmund. Even so, he chose to kill her instead of trying to manipulate her into attacking him.

Well ... maybe that was because it would’ve been nearly impossible to do.

Since everyone believed the Lycan King hated her, there was no way anyone would think she could get close enough to place a slave seal on his body.

Therefore, Silas must have thought it easier to take his revenge on Primrose instead of confronting the actual source of his anger.

What a coward.

"But even though my husband sometimes acts like a monster," Primrose said with a soft, bitter smile, "he can be sweet too. He lowers his guard when he’s tired or when he’s with me."

She looked down at her hands, pretending to hesitate before adding, "That’s why I believe I can tie him with a slave seal."

The clock was ticking, and Primrose was quickly running out of patience. Even so, she did her best to remain calm.

"Can you explain the process now?" she asked sweetly. "I want to practice it right away before he gets back."

Silas could barely contain his excitement. [So the gods are still on my side, huh? I must be truly blessed.]

Primrose had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep from laughing. He sounded so confident for a man who didn’t even have the guts to face the Lycan King himself.

"Of course. Please listen carefully, Your Majesty," Silas finally said.

The method, he said, was simple ... or so it seemed.

First, the master and the slave both needed to offer a drop of their blood. Then, the master had to mix a special ink made from ground bone ash, the sap of a tree that’s over a hundred years old, and the tears of a three-eyed snake.

Wait, wait—none of that sounded simple at all!

"Where am I supposed to get the tears of a three-eyed snake?" she asked, narrowing her eyes slightly. "Do snakes even cry?"

Honestly, if she hadn’t seen firsthand the slave seal on Hazelle’s body, she would’ve laughed and assumed this was all nonsense made up by some drunk lunatic.

"Don’t worry about the ingredients, Your Majesty," Silas said with a smile. "I have them all in my room, so I can help you with that."

So the three-eyed snake was real?! 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

"I ... I see." Primrose gave an awkward little laugh. "Please continue."

Silas went on to explain the rest. Once the ink was ready, she had to draw a magic circle on any part of the slave’s body. Then she had to drip both their blood into the center of the circle.

"After that, you must say the secret words," Silas explained. "That’s what activates the seal and as long as the slave doesn’t know the exact words, they’ll never be able to break free."

Primrose straightened her back, her smile growing, as the conversation finally reached the point she had been aiming for all along.

There were only a few grains of sand left in the hourglass now, but that was fine. She didn’t need much time anymore, just a few more sentences.

She leaned in slightly and said, "Oh? Like what kind of words?" Then she added, casual as anything, "Tell me, Doctor. What words did you use when you sealed Hazelle?"

Silas chuckled. "Even if I wanted to tell you, Your Majesty, I couldn’t," he said with a shrug. "The magic doesn’t allow us to say the secret words out loud. Unless we do a special ritual to connect our minds, no one else can know them."

"How fascinating." Primrose murmured, her smile slowly widened. "Are you thinking about those words right now, Doctor?"

"I’ve already recited them three times in my head," Silas said with a laugh. "But unfortunately, you won’t be able to hear them, unless, of course, you can read my mind."

She laughed along with him, her tone light and sweet, but something in her expression made Silas uneasy. It felt like she was mocking him. For the first time during their conversation, he sensed a strange chill in the air.

"You’re right," Primrose said softly.

She tilted her head, resting her chin on one hand. Her voice was still soft and pleasant, but it sent a shiver down Silas’s spine. "It’s such a shame that I can’t read your mind, Doctor."

Silas’s smile faltered. Something about her gaze made him feel like she was silently celebrating a victory he hadn’t realized yet.

"Listen to me very carefully. You need to deliver these exact words to Lady Raven within one minute. The words are: ’Under my command, your spirit is beaten into submission.’ Don’t miss a single word. Not even one. Understand?"

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