Office Romance with a Werewolf - Chapter 130

“Why are you home early?” Angel asked her husband, who was unusually home earlier than she expected.

Angel always made sure she was at home whenever Wendell went home. That is why she left a spell on the house to let her know once Wendell went back home.

She immediately teleported back home once the spell was triggered.

“I need to talk to you about the pack.”

Angel found it odd that Wendell brought up the topic of the pack first. They usually ended up fighting whenever Angel tried to poke her nose into Wendell’s management. That made her feel a little bit nervous about the sudden topic.

“The pack needs a new goddess.” Wendell started, and that made Angel frown even more.

“Are you asking me to look for one?” Angel began to become seriously nervous, thinking that Wendell might find out her identity because Wendell was talking about a goddess.

The elf race is close to the gods, and that is also the reason they are blessed and can freely use magic without strain.

“No. How can you even find one?” Wendell tilted his head at Angel’s strange reaction to his statement, while Angel suddenly felt relieved that she was not caught yet.

“Then what are you trying to tell me?”

“Listen to me so you will know.”

“Okay, fine. Go on.”

“The pack needs a goddess. Then the new priestess suggested introducing us to a new goddess she knew, but with one condition: you need to meet her too.”

“Ha? What’s my relevance to the meeting?” Angel was taken aback by the setup. She feels like it’s just a trap, not a help.

“I don’t know. I tried to find out more, but she told me that you already knew. Did you two know each other?” Wendell gently holds both of Angel’s hands and looks at Angel with concern. “Hon, are you hiding something from me?”

Angel should be panicking or anxious about how she should be answering Wendell’s question, but she blushed instead. The concern in Wendell’s eyes is making her heart thump. It also means that even if she was found out to be hiding something, Wendell was just worried and concerned for her and did not show anger or disappointment.

“Can I tell him now?” She wonders in her mind if she can now tell her husband that she belongs to the light-attributed race. However, the fear of being hated won and made her pull back her hand from Wendell.

“What kind of thing may I hide from you?”

“Maybe you played too much. Or got in trouble with other races? I can help you. That’s my purpose as your husband.” Wendell hugged Angel. He doesn’t have any suspicions about his wife, but he is more worried about her.

“Don’t worry. I am fine. Anyway, are you sure that the priestess is not scheming something?” Angel changed the subject and talked about the main issue first.

“I don’t think she is. She is with Ranz.”

“Come on, Wendell. Don’t always trust him. How sure are you that he won’t get us into trouble?”

“No. This is Ranz. Not Randell. I am sure he won’t get the pack into trouble.”

“What the hell are you saying? Ranz and Randell are the same person. Isn’t he?” Angel feels like they are talking about different things at once.

“I cannot tell you the details. I’m sorry.” Wendell kissed Angel at the same time he apologized.

“Okay fine, whatever. I won’t push to ask more.” Angel said while rolling her eyes. She knows that they will only fight if she forces Wendell to tell her and decides to investigate herself.

“Thanks.”

“So we are going to meet this new goddess?”

“Yes, if it is fine with you.”

“I’m fine with it as long as I can be of help.” She caringly speaks to Wendell. Angel and Wendell had a little bit of an intimate moment before Wendell left the house again.

“Well then, shall I meet this despicable pest that keeps bothering my husband?” After Wendell left their house, anel also left.

Angel cast a spell to teleport directly into Nida’s apartment.

“Hmm? The pests aren’t here.” She commented after she appeared in the living room. The room was dark, and it was obvious that the apartment was empty.

“But well, she’s getting better at using her powers.” Angel smiled the moment the dark room was slightly lit up by the silver glow of Nida’s dust. Angel didn’t expect that Nida would leave some of her dust to guard her house. Angel always thought that the premature priestess was still naive and easily controlled.

“It seems I need to stop looking down at her.”

BAM!

The dust surrounded Angel’s body and was about to suppress her, but Angel is a hundred-year old elf that is well versed in using magic. Being suppressed by average dust is nothing for Angel, and divine power is less likely to affect her.

Shhhhh

The dust just disappeared in the air and the room was back to being empty and dark.

“Where is the switch?” Angel saunters around the living room and lights up the lights. She then activates her detection spell to know where Nida is and decides to wait for her in the living room.

“I need to look intimidating.” Angel said, as she suddenly felt excited about meeting with Nida.

Angel loves to play innocent and usually stabs the back of the person she wants to play, but sometimes she also enjoys playing a person upfront.

Her casual attire is transformed into a reveling dress as she opens her arms and makes a full turn. A body-con black dress with a high slit that shows off her white skin and a very low neck line to show off her cleavage.

“Nice. A perfect villain.” She remarked, thinking about a play she would do. She then opened her spatial spell and pulled out a bottle of wine and a glass.

She enjoys her wine while waiting for them.

“I don’t quite like Angel’s personality.”

Angel’s eyebrow twitched after hearing Ranz’s statement.

“This pest is talking shit about me. It’s no wonder Wendell would think bad of me sometimes because of this impudent mouth.”

Angel was offended and upset, but she kept sitting on the couch and acting like she was enjoying her wine. She wanted to intimidate the two with her looks.

“Hello, Ranz baby. Still hate me?” Angel daringly said.

Angel didn’t show her reaction to being shocked by Ranz’s appearance. Angel wonders why Ranz looked different, but her priority was not Ranz, so she keeps her act and focuses on the priestess.

“Priestess, you need me?” She said this while increasing her presence with her magic.

“No, who said I need you?” Nida ignored the intimidating aura of Angel and casually took the floating wine in the air and had a taste of it.

Angel was surprised that Nida could take her power. Even Ranz was working hard not to kneel down and shake from the stifling aura of Angel.

“Madam angel, stop your aura. Ranz is the only one suffering here.” Nida pointed this out after finishing one glass of wine.

“It looks like Wendell didn’t tell you everything. I thought husband and wife were open to each other. I guess I am wrong.” Nida’s scornful gaze toward Angel caused Angel to curse internally and call Nida a bitch in her mind.

“You don’t have to care about our marriage life. Priestess Tell me, why do I have to be present at your introduction to a goddess?”

“Ah, that? The goddess is looking for an assistant. If she’s going to hold out protection to the wolf, she needs an assistant to do it for her because she’s too shy to show herself.”

“What are you saying? Is that the job of a priestess?” Angel said while the wrinkles on her face don’t match her sexy black clothes anymore.

“Yes, But wolves don’t have one and that goddess doesn’t have either. So the least thing she needs is to hire an assistant.”

“You are a priestess. Why not do it?” Angel pointed her finger at Nida, telling Nida how ridiculous her idea was.

“I quit. I am just a normal human.” Nida shamelessly proclaims that she is normal.

“Ridiculous! Are you kidding me?” Angel was dumfounded at how ridiculous Nida acted.

“Of course not. Plus, I don’t have any obligation to the wolves, so I don’t really care.” Nida shrugged her shoulders and nonchalantly sat on her sofa.

“Ha!” Angel scoffed at Nida. “Your idea is useless.”

“Why?”

“Because a dark creature doesn’t have the ability to hold on to divine powers.” Angel said something loudly that made Ranz nod in agreement.

Ranz  also thought that Angel or anyone from his pack couldn’t possibly help if it involved divine powers; it’s the opposite of the source of their powers.

“But you can hold on to divine powers, so what’s the problem?” Nida continues to act careless.

“me? How come?” Angel scoffed.

“Aren’t elves able to take divine powers?”

Angel suddenly froze.

“H-how did you?”