Chapter 3

"Alpha, you cannot do this!" the witch protested his command, unable to bear it.

"The mind is the most mysterious realm; I have already stimulated her memories to a massive degree”

”And we are now at the absolute limit of the safe threshold; to stimulate further... will cause damage to her mind."

Jesse ordered anxiously: "She is an accomplice to the killer! So what if her mind is ruined? Today, I must find out who the killer is!"

The witch looked at Silas; he fell silent for a moment before finally nodding.

Silas 's slit pupils locked onto the witch：“Do it.”

The witch could only pick up the two silver probes once again.

Witch then violently injected magic into the probe, breaking past the safe limit to stimulate my mind once again.

Buzz—

My mind instantly felt a stronger surge of electricity; the silver probes against my temples seemed to turn into silver bullets, shot directly into my mind from a hunter's gun barrel.

My wolf began to convulse, lacking the strength to even wail, before going completely still.

"Witch, stop quickly; this will kill her."

Some in the pack, seeing my state, couldn't help but worry, and someone stood up to object.

Sensing my wolf growing weak, Silas felt a pang of heartache, but it was quickly swallowed by deeper hatred and madness.

"This is too cruel; she is not the actual killer."

"If she dies like this, it will just be another murder."

As one person stood up, several others followed; they were all people I had helped in the past.

They stood up agitatedly, wanting to step forward and stop it.

"Whoever dares to stop us from avenging our heir is a traitor to the pack!"

But beta, who had been prepared in advance, blocked their path.

Seeing my condition, the witch began to regret her actions and prepared to cast a healing spell on me.

"Enough！This trial is not allowed to take a life."

Silas looked at me, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"After the healing, the memory extraction continued.She won't die; before the truth is uncovered, I swear, not even the Grim Reaper can take her away."

His overwhelming Alpha aura left the witch with no choice but to obey as he commanded her:

"Stabilize her; I want to see who the killer is!"

"I want everyone to clearly see the face of that demon!"

The witch's face turned pale; not daring to defy his command, she could only cast the calming spell on me again.

The dissenting packmates below were suppressed by Silas's aura and had to sit back down in their seats.

My consciousness sank into a chaotic void; the darkness before my eyes grew thicker, yet the visions in the air became clearer.

That day, I had taken Echo on a picnic; Silas was handling important work and said he would arrive a bit later.

The sunlight that day was blinding; we had made plenty of sandwiches at home early on and brought Echo's favorite blueberries.

Then, Echo's howl reached my ears, his scent shifting from happy to panicked.

He kept calling out to me: "Mama! Save me!"

But seeing the scene before me, blood flowing freely, Echo let out a weak whimper before finally stopping breathing.

I froze in place, unable to move.

I watched helplessly as Echo died, unable to stop it.

These visions were too fragmented; I was deliberately avoiding remembering the killer's face.

I felt my breathing growing weaker; my wolf soul, which had only recently awakened, grew increasingly frail, and I could barely feel its presence.

The curses from below grew quieter as more and more people showed expressions of pity.

They began to whisper, wondering if judging their Luna this way was too cruel.

Some also believed that Silas and Jesse were too obsessive, rendering the trial meaningless.

Even some members of the elder council turned their backs, unwilling to watch the chaotic memory visions in the sky any longer.

Yet Silas completely ignored the sounds around him; he stared fixedly at those jumping images.

Muttering under his breath: "Where is the killer? Where is his face!"

"Appear quickly, appear quickly..."

Until my wolf completely vanished and my body stopped convulsing, my limbs falling limp.

Sensing the collapse of his mate's wolf , Silas showed an expression of disbelief.

The witch immediately crawled to my side, green light flaring again as she cast a healing spell on me.

The others also looked at me with bated breath.

The memories of the true killer were finally about to be revealed, and no one want to miss a single moment of the vision.