i became the villainess twin sister

Part 6

Anger is a hard thing to contain.

Cale's efforts at anger management were up until this point insufficient to handle the situations she was faced with. It wasn't that she wasn't skilled in regulating her emotions for a greater purpose. It was just that she was unprepared for the specific methodologies required of her to obtain her current goals.

This was probably due to the simple factor that her goals had become more complex in nature.

When one's goal was as simple as being as trashy as possible to make those around her look good by comparison, it enabled her to focus all of her frustrations into her behavior and allowed for an overall more authentic product by the time she'd finished.

When ones goals involved evolving factors such as an aberrant existence appearing in her family, protecting her family from said existence, behaving in a trashy way for her aforementioned goals, discouraging suspicious vagrants from becoming further involved with that same aberrant individual, getting the better of her childhood friends attempts to reign in her bad behavior, and sufficiently dealing with the actual garbage that was Venion Stan.

And then there was the fucking dragon stalking them.

She might not have known about that little bit of information if not for the fact that the creature kept leaving carcasses of animals for them to cook.

A quick investigation that involved bribing the damn cat children that Roksu had more or less adopted later and Cale was all too aware that their every move was being watched by the most powerful living species on the planet.

No, it did not comfort her even one single bit to know that it was a baby dragon. Babies were volatile. Cale had spent enough days being the target practice for Lily when she was a toddler to be intimately knowledgeable with how violent children could be.

It hadn't really hurt when it was Lily's tiny little baby arms swinging around her toy sword.

Dragons were born with a lot more strength.

And the source of all of Cale's ongoing stress had been frustratingly apparent from the very beginning but she had yet to figure out what to do about the strange entity known as Roksu Henituse.

She'd spent the entire time before and during their travels observing the suspicious entity and had learned... very little.

Roksu was definitely suspicious. She'd appeared out of nowhere, insinuated herself into Cale's family, and kept on bringing home strays.

That was really what was starting to bother Cale.

There was a method to Roksu's madness and Cale didn't like it.

For all that Choi Han was a suspicious son of a bitch that Cale never wanted to see again in her entire life... she could admit that the woman was decidedly pathetic looking. The way she followed Roksu after even the simplest kindness, the ragged state she'd been in when she was picked up, the bits and pieces of her backstory that Cale had learned.

Choi Han was a young woman who had seen far too much and lost even more. She was the sort of pitiful person that could make the heart ache with pity.

It was a shame for Choi Han that Cale didn't have a bleeding heart. She had a short list of people that she valued and the rest of the world could fucking burn if they dared to harm even one of her beloved people.

It wasn't that she was incapable of caring about other people, it was just that there was a pecking order and being pitiful wasn't enough to get special treatment.