Obsession: the Lycan king's Human Mate

She was definitely human. If the woman was any kind of shifter or had any kind of gene like that inside her she would be able to tell that there was someone else in the room besides her. 

Even if the woman was a fellow witch just like Amula she would still be able to tell that there was some kind of shift in the energy of the room. 

Hence, the conclusion came of the women being human which made Amula rethink the decision of approaching the woman.

Humans were delicate creatures. They were also innocent and noise but did not understand the gravity of things which is why Amulya assume that the woman would not know it either. 

"I don't think you're supposed to be here," Amula softly told the woman but she jumped in fright and appeared to be startled. "If anything, these are meant for the royal family and commoners or staff cannot be here."

The woman chuckled. "I am neither ma'am. I am a relative and. . . The mate of an Ambassador." 

Ma'am? So not only was this woman a human she had come from the human realm. Also the fact that she hesitated before announcing herself as the maid of an Ambassador gave away the fact that her first assumption was right. 

Perhaps her decision was likely in the wrong. 

"Ah," Amula smiled. "A relative of the royal family? How lucky you must be! I am Amula." 

"Teresa Quill." The woman replied. "I know that these are the rooms meant for Royals but what are you doing here?" 

Teresa tilted her head slightly as she looked at Amula up and down. "If anything I know that you are not a relative, neither are you kitchen maid." 

"I am not." Amula softly agreed. The human might be naive looking but surely she could catch onto things with time. The human was rather quick. 

Teresa narrowed her eyes in the slightest. "If you are thinking that I am naive and innocent let me tell you that their guards outside that door who are waiting for one word from me and will attack you in an instant." 

Amula did not doubt the woman. 

A small doubt came to her mind. She was in the palace for a reason and with a slight distraction she had ended up in the healers hallway. Even though it could benefit her going after the woman was one of the mistakes that should not have committed. 

But if she had then maybe Amula could tell her about the problem that was going to come on the royal family because she was a relative and if the family had allowed her to have Guards inside the palace then she was surely someone important. 

Amula gulped before speaking, "whose relative are you? Like from what side?" 

Teresa blinked. "I am the future queen's aunt." 

Holy crap. 

That is exactly what she needed. 

"I am Amula." She breathed out. "I am Amula." 

"I hate you the first time Amula." Teresa all but sighed. "you still have not answered my question. Who are you?"

"I am a witch." Amula breathed out while staring at Teresa. "And I came here because I need your help and you need mine." She stammered as her hands shook slightly. "I am not joking when I say the tough times are going to come and we all need each other's help." 

"You are a witch," Teresa murmured to herself. "Shit. You are the witch!" 

Amula stepped back a little. "I am?" 

"Shit," Teresa spat, but not in anger. "Korr!" She screamed at the top of her voice making Amula wince and step back. 

Shit. She was not expecting that! 

"Um—'

"Korr! Javier! Cassandra!" 

Well, this woman was not just a relative, clearly so. She could even call The regent king and queen by their names. 

Also another small mistake. If she was calling them to her then Amula was in more trouble than she had anticipated because obviously she had not come here on friendly grounds or had waited for protocols but just entered the palace. 

The sounds of the footsteps were unbeatable. Even before Amula realised they were inside they were already barging from the doors in front of them rather than the small one from where Amula had come from.

No, no, no, no. 

The Gaurds burst in and she took a step back. The family feeling to go over her heart has to remember the previous and was that she had been in. 

When Nathaniel had come to her, he had come alone to her but then she had been ambushed the moment she let him inside her house. It was a naive mistake that she had done just like she had naively follow Teresa inside the Royal chambers. 

She had been tied down and beaten according to nathaniel pleasure. Threatened by men to what would happen to her after Nathaniel would find no use for her and what not. The most haunting part of it all was that everyone wanted a part of the. Vampires would have loved to fuck witches especially someone like Amula who was higher on the hierarchy and had more power in her hand any of them. 

This time she could not let it happen. This time she could not let herself with tie down to a chair and let in information be widdled out of her via torture and then in the end she would receive that. 

She stepped back even frantically than before. The Guards were searching around the room for another thread as two of them advanced for her. 

"No . ." She whispered frightened by the fact that she was going to be taken as a prisoner. 

Why she wanted to talk about what happened and what would happen with adaline with Teresa, the only option she had now was to run away. She turned around and found the balcony knowing that wasn't the only option where she won't be caught. 

Without thinking twice, she charged over it and jumped down.