All Chapters of My Revenge After Death: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

When I was dying of silver poisoning, my fiancé Marcus, the Alpha who had promised to never abandon me, now wanted to harvest my healthy kidney for my parents' adopted daughter, Celeste.Three years ago, I got silver poisoning while defending my family during a rogue wolf attack.But somehow, my sister was the one who took all the credit. When we returned to the pack, she spun a story about how she had bravely fought off the rogues while I cowered in fear. My attempts to tell the truth were dismissed as jealousy and attention-seeking behavior.From that day forward, Celeste began having mysterious health issues.Whenever she felt "unwell" - which happened conveniently often - I was expected to give up something for her comfort. My room when hers was too small. My time with Marcus when she needed emotional support."Celeste is a hero," Dad would remind me each time. "You should be more understanding. She sacrificed herself for our family."Even now, in the late stages of my silver pois

"I know you're upset, but Celeste is waiting for me at the hospital. What's the point of this drama?"Only then did I realize what had happened.The witch's life potion I'd injected would make me appear completely healthy for 72 hours.It seemed the potion was indeed effective.I used the sofa to help myself stand. "Probably just low blood sugar. I'm fine. I'll go to the hospital with you.""There are some things that need Celeste's personal signature."Marcus nodded, without a trace of guilt on his face.At the hospital, Celeste was propped up in bed, looking at the latest tablet computer."Sister, are you really willing to give me the entire studio?" Her tone was mocking, full of showing off.Celeste's complexion was still somewhat pale, but she looked energetic."Sister, thank you for giving me the studio. I'll manage it well and won't disappoint you.""That's right, Aria. You can just stay home and enjoy yourself, waiting for the dividends. How wonderful."Mom chimed in with a smil

Ethan chose a quiet cemetery on the outskirts of the city to hold my funeral.On the day of the funeral, thick gray clouds covered the sky.Not many people came. A handful of old employees from my healing studio stood quietly in the back. Two senior healers from the pack council had also come. They had always respected my work, even when others dismissed me.Ethan wore a perfectly tailored black suit. He stood at the front of the small gathering, taking the place that should have belonged to family.His eyes were bloodshot from crying, but his expression remained unusually calm. He had to be strong for me now, since no one else would.He cleared his throat and addressed each guest personally."Thank you all for coming to see Aria off on her final journey," his voice was rough and hoarse. "She would have been touched to see so many people who truly cared about her here today."Elder Morrison stepped forward and placed a wreath of white lilies on my casket. "Aria was one of the most gif

"You're talking complete nonsense!"Mom was the first to react, her voice sharp and panicked. Her whole body was shaking as the words left her mouth."Marcus, I'm telling you right now - don't follow Aria into this madness! This joke isn't funny at all!"Her face had gone pale, but she was still fighting against what she'd heard. Still refusing to believe it.She grabbed her phone with trembling hands, desperate to call me and prove Marcus was lying. She needed to hear my voice."I'll call her right now," she muttered, her fingers fumbling with the screen. "You'll see. She'll answer and laugh at us for falling for this stupid prank."She opened our chat history with shaking fingers. The last message at the top was still her cold, demanding order for me to modify the ancestral estate blueprints.The timestamp showed it was from three days ago.Below that message, there was nothing. No reply from me. No angry response. No pleading message.Just empty silence.Mom stared at the screen, he

Marcus locked himself in his private office at the pack house, shutting out the world.Medical files were scattered across his desk like fallen leaves. Mine and Celeste's records lay side by side under the harsh fluorescent light.His eyes were bloodshot from hours of reading. Dark circles shadowed his face.He had been going through every single document, every test result, every prescription record.Looking for something. Anything that would make sense of this nightmare.Under the crushing weight of grief and guilt, he forced himself to re-examine everything.Something wasn't right. It never had been.Marcus's fingers moved frantically across his laptop keyboard. He pulled up all of Celeste's medication records from the pack's medical database.His Alpha access codes gave him entry to files that normal pack members couldn't see.He cross-referenced every kidney function test report with her medication timeline.Hours passed. His coffee grew cold. His hands cramped from typing.Then s