Ella's POV
After they left, I crouched down to pick up the broken bamboo basket that had been stepped on, sighed, and returned home to replace it with a new one.
In the past, even when Mother wasn't around, Kevin would stand by my side, and the werewolves wouldn't dare to bully me. I held back the tears that wanted to spill from my eyes, trying my best not to think about Maya's words.
Turns out, Kevin had slept with Maya the day before the adult ceremony.
My mate and the bitch I detest the most made love, and then rejected me.
I passed by a weapons shop, and from not far away, I heard noisy voices. I originally intended to ignore them and pass through the crowd, but a familiar male voice called my name, “Ella!”
Even if I didn’t turn back, I could tell it was Kevin's voice. At this moment, I didn't want to deal with him.
“Wait, Ella! I need your help.”
My steps hesitated for a moment, and he caught up with me. Kevin's tall and sturdy figure stood in front of me, heaving for breath, his scent still so familiar, yet I felt him so strange at this moment.
“Ella, are you still angry about yesterday? I thought given our past relationship, you would forgive me.”
Forgive him?
With a hint of anger, I lifted my head, but when I locked eyes with his blue ones, he chuckled, “Ella, I apologize to you. Can you forgive me? I hope we can go back to how things were.”
I remained silent. I didn’t understand how agonizing his rejection was for me, while Kevin could easily brush off what happened.
He truly didn't care about my feelings.
I gestured angrily.
Kevin, I said yesterday that we have no relationship from now on. Please, don't come near me.
Kevin furrowed his brow, scrutinizing my expression. His handsome face showed helplessness, “Fine, you're still so stubborn. If you change your mind, we can still go back.”
As I tried to leave, he grabbed my clothes again, “Ella, I need your help right now.”
I glared at him with anger.
“My subordinates started vomiting excessively this morning, and what's worse, just now, two werewolves died of heart attacks. I've asked the Pack's pharmacist, but the pharmacist says it's an extremely rare poisonous herb, yet there are no specific clues about it, so we can't find an antidote.”
As soon as he mentioned the poisonous herb, my interest was piqued. Kevin knew well about my fascination with herbs. He continued, “All the poisoned werewolves claim they didn’t consume any herbs but had their usual breakfast. Ella, I need you to help me identify the poisonous herb that's affecting the werewolves.”
With every move and gesture, Kevin exuded a sense of authority as a leader. I hesitated for a moment before nodding slightly. I communicated using sign language.
I can help, but I have conditions. Once I'm done, you must fulfill my request.
“Okay,” Kevin nodded in agreement.
Then, Kevin led me into a rudimentary grass hut, likely a temporary shelter. There were two guards outside the door, and as I entered, the guards closed the door automatically. I pursed my lips, this seemed like a clandestine affair.
I examined the bodies of the two deceased werewolves, their lips were purple, a clear sign of suffocation. According to Kevin, they had vomited before their deaths.
I focused, using my fingers to manipulate the chin of one poisoned werewolf. As I moved his face from left to right, there was a sudden chill when my fingertips touched his skin. However, the werewolf had only died a few minutes ago, and his body temperature wouldn't have dropped so significantly.
“A mute Omega treating the sick? How could the Alpha trust her?”
“Is she here to cause trouble?”
I heard whispers behind me from the guards, ignoring them as I approached the poisoned but living werewolf.
Kevin warned his subordinates with a glance, and the scene quieted down. Then, he followed my steps closely, “Ella, any discoveries?”
I stared at the enlarged pupils of the poisoned werewolf, their trembling body from the cold, and gestured with sign language.
Do you feel a burning sensation in your throat, heaviness in your chest? Or even a sensation of chilling?
The soldiers didn’t understand my sign language, they looked puzzled, gazing at Alpha Kevin. Kevin repeated my questions.
"Y-yes, all of us have the symptoms she mentioned."
How long has it been since you started feeling sick?
I continued using sign language.
"About... 3 hours."
I frowned and continued gesturing.
Did you eat a green plant this morning, and its juice was red?
When Kevin reiterated my question, the soldiers pondered, still wearing perplexed expressions.
"As we've just checked, there were no herbs found in today's breakfast," said one werewolf soldier.
"Red..." Suddenly, another soldier seemed to recall something. His lips trembled as he said, "We did eat a sandwich with red-colored bread, but that didn’t seem like an herb..."
"Quickly bring the sandwiches bought today," Kevin ordered his subordinates.
Soon, the sandwich wrapped in white paper was presented to me. I opened the package, uncovered the red crumbs, sniffed them. The scent of the crushed juice wasn’t strong; one wouldn’t notice it unless smelled closely.
Indeed, it was the smell of herbs!
I took a small piece of the breadcrumb, licked it with my tongue, about to savor its taste, but I forcefully spat it out when a strong force made me do so. I looked at Kevin disapprovingly.
"Ella, are you out of your mind? This might contain poisonous herbs. I asked you to find the poison, not to ingest it!" Kevin's expression turned serious as he reprimanded my inappropriate action.
The other werewolf soldiers also looked at me incredulously.
I pursed my lips, unconcerned. They didn’t know; in fact, I had tasted various herbs since I was very young, almost immune to poisons.
Smell it.
I gestured to Kevin using sign language.
Like me, he took some breadcrumbs and smelled them. Then, his eyes flashed with a fierce glint. He looked at me, questioning with his blue eyes. Immediately, I gestured with sign language again.
This is Bloodroot. For humans, ingestion leads to fatal poisoning within two hours. For werewolves, it’s within four hours. They need to have their stomachs pumped as soon as possible.
After conveying this, I left the grass hut. Kevin didn’t stop me, immediately ordering his subordinates to seek a physician to treat the poisoned werewolves.
To be honest, I don't care about the conspiracy involving the Blood Moon clan; it's not something I need to know. After all, the less a weakling knows, the safer they are.
The only thing I worry about is my mother, the beta of the Blood Moon clan. As a female warrior on the war front, she will face many dangers. In the previous generation, my grandfather and even my ancestors, generation after generation, served as the Alpha's Beta for the Blood Moon clan, protecting the werewolves. However, when an anomaly like me, a weak Omega, appeared in their lineage, I didn’t receive the shelter and understanding from the clan members. Instead, I faced endless ridicule.
So, my only wish now is, if there’s a chance, I want to leave with my mother and go somewhere that truly accepts us.
Ella's POVThree days later, I continued living my ordinary life, taking care of the plants in the laboratory. Nobody mentioned the incident of Alpha Kevin's subordinates being poisoned with Bloodroot. What was unusual, however, was that my mother became increasingly busy, and she didn’t even return home for these two days.I found it strange and decided to go to the Alpha's office camp to look for her, bringing some supplements and clothes for her.“Ella, outsiders are not allowed here.” The guard stopped me.Why is it suddenly restricted? I used to have access when I came before.I gestured with sign language; I knew this guard. When I was younger, Kevin often let me come and go freely. Since my mother is the Alpha's Beta, the guards usually didn’t stop me."Sorry, the Alpha has given orders that nobody can enter without his permission."Okay.I nodded, not wanting to cause trouble. So I left the main gate of the camp, turned left, and stopped at a big tree, moving my package to my
Ella‘s POVGo to hell and calm down!I really want to punch that arrogant Alpha Kevin in the face. How can someone change so drastically in just a few days? I must have lost my mind to like such an arrogant playboy!On the way home, I cursed Kevin repeatedly.In my room, I threw all the gifts Kevin gave me into a cardboard box and tossed it into the garbage area outside the door, just like my feelings for him. After dealing with that, I fell into a deep sleep.Three days later, Ariana came back, her armor worn out and her face looking weary, which made me very concerned.Mom, why did it take you so long to come back? I was worried about you.I gestured in sign language."I'm sorry, sweetheart, how have you been these days?" My mom hugged me.Not good at all. Why didn't you inform me earlier before going on a mission far away? Did something happen with the Blood Moon Clan?I looked at my mother with some reproach.She showed some concern, as if contemplating something. "Ella, don't wor
5 years later Kevin’s POV I awoke from a dream, opened my eyes, turned over, and found a naked unfamiliar female wolf beside me. I furrowed my brow, sat up; yesterday's drinking had left my head slightly dizzy. "Good morning, Alpha Kevin." The female wolf lay half-propped, caressing my neck seductively. "Alpha, you were wild yesterday. I'm all weak and wet now, can hardly stand." "Now, leave." She looked briefly surprised, then nervously licked my ear. "Alpha Kevin, fuck me again." "Don't make me say it a second time." I growled lowly, fed up with the strong perfume scent, pushing her away. She trembled, grabbed a random shirt, and hurriedly fled. I stared at the closed door, my eyes filled with gloom. Beta Liam's taste in women was truly lacking. I dialed Liam's phone. "Liam, come to my room now." Before he could answer, I stood naked and walked into the bathroom. 15 minutes later, I emerged from the bathroom. Beta Liam stood by the bed, staring at the torn clothes scatter
Anna’s POV Blue River Clan “Anna, why are you coming back so late? Where have you been these days? The number of patients in the tribe has increased, and my back almost broke from the workload. You've been nowhere to be seen, and I almost had Alpha Oscar send someone to look for you.” A woman around 70 years old, with white hair and a bulky figure, leaned on a cane in her left hand and held a jar of liquor in her right, standing at the clinic's entrance, drinking and babbling. Sorry, Camila, I got too engrossed in picking herbs on the mountain and got lost in the forest. I expressed my apology through sign language, then grabbed Camila's alcohol. "Hmph, I knew you'd get lost in the herb picking, stuck in the forest. Wait, Anna, don't touch my alcohol!" Camila glared at me grumpily. You're getting old, drinking is bad for your health. I continued signing, but Camila didn't take it seriously. “One lives only once, so one must enjoy life. I'm almost heading to the grave anyway, d
Anna’s POV"I heard that Willow's cousin Lisa was subjected to a caning and was expelled from the Blue Moon Pack.""Wow, why? Lisa has always had a close relationship with Mrs. Willow. How could Mrs. Willow let her face such a severe punishment?""Keep it down, Lisa committed a serious crime. She poisoned Luna Willow and tried to sow discord between Alpha Oscar's two wives…"I rolled up my sleeves by the river, focusing on washing clothes, ignoring the whispers. After finishing, I left the river and carried a bamboo basket into the forest to collect herbs.To be honest, I'm not a very social wolf. Ever since my mother died, it's as if I lost the ability to form connections with others. I prefer communicating with herbs and finding the true masterminds behind my mother's murder—the leaders of those Rogues."Hey, mute Omega, off to the woods alone again."A familiar man's teasing voice echoed in the tranquil mountains. I furrowed my brow and continued deeper into the woods. Yet, the mal
Kevin’s POV "Alpha Kevin, I can divine information about your mate for you. But as you know, our witches never engage in losing deals. What can you offer me?" The redhead witch stood before a huge crystal ball, adjusted her glasses, and kindly smiled. "What do you desire?" "Your lifespan, ten years of your life." "Deal," I said without hesitation. "Wait, Alpha, perhaps we have other ways to find Ella. But trading ten years of your life is too heavy a price," Beta Liam urgently interrupted. "Werewolves live for 200 years, a mere ten years, I don't mind." "But, Alpha, you are our leader, your status is noble. How can we ascertain if the information this witch provides is accurate? What if she deceives us, and your ten years of life are wasted?" "Wolf, what are you saying? Our red witches' divination is renowned in the supernatural realm. If you doubt me, leave now." The witch's expression turned severe as she closed her magic book. "Jennie, escort our guest out!" "Understood."
Liam’ POV“Liam, how do I look now?” In the carriage, Alpha Kevin asked me seriously, combing his hair neatly back, resembling a gentleman."What?" I was very puzzled."I mean, do I look attractive? You know, the kind that makes women fall for me." He said somewhat uneasily, sitting upright."Y-yes, Alpha, undoubtedly, you are the most handsome and charming male wolf in the Blood Moon Pack, that's beyond doubt." I said earnestly, hoping my answer wouldn't offend him.In my five years as Alpha Kevin's Beta, it was the first time I had seen him so excited and anxious. This was entirely different from his usual cold and steady demeanor. Over these years, women to him were like changing clothes. Even my sister, Maya, the acknowledged beautiful female wolf of the Blood Moon Pack, hadn't taken his attention away. I had thought he was a complete playboy, but now his behavior was akin to a young male wolf experiencing first love, and it made me want to laugh."Very well." Alpha Kevin relaxed
Kevin’s POVElla had undergone significant changes; she had grown, emanating resilience and confidence that had matured during the years unknown to me. At the thought of this, guilt overwhelmed me. Beta Ariana, before her death, entrusted me with taking care of her, a promise I broke.Her appearance had changed drastically too. Her hair had turned golden, and her eyes were now a light hazel, similar to her mother's, portraying a beautiful mother wolf. The overwhelming rush of emotions almost made me tear up; I felt an urge to hug her, my wolf stirring with excitement.The feeling of regaining what was lost was damn satisfying, Kevin! Our mate is beautiful, sexier than any mother wolf we've seen before, right?I silently agreed within me, captivated by Ella. Greedily, I breathed in her scent, but her vigilant and angry gaze prevented me from embracing her and taking her back to the Blood Moon Pack.Hey, quickly talk to her, tell her your thoughts, express your apologies, beg for her fo