Semua Bab Alpha’s Childhood Sweetheart Killed My Mother, I Faked Death: Bab 11 - Bab 20

The memory stone's light projection flickered to life.The first recording began.Vivienne stood alone in the kitchen.Without hesitation, she plunged her own hand into the boiling soup pot, scalding herself badly.Then she pulled out a small packet of wolfsbane powder and emptied it into the soup.She collapsed in the kitchen doorway and began screaming hysterically.The image cut directly to Cain rushing downstairs in a panic.He ran to Vivienne and gathered her in his arms, frantically asking about her injuries."Lock Wren in the silver prison!" He immediately turned and gave the guards a cold command.The second recording followed without pause.Vivienne was walking down the corridor outside the silver prison, carrying the so-called "silver-detox remedy."Just before entering, she pulled a vial of diluted wolfsbane from her pocket.She poured the entire contents into the bowl."Higher dose this time. Let's see how long you last." She smirked, talking to herself.A second later, she

After Vivienne's brazen confession, Cain didn't immediately lay a hand on her.He looked at her in absolute silence for several seconds.The way he looked at her—it was as though he were seeing her for the very first time.After a long pause, Cain finally spoke.His voice was very quiet. He began listing her crimes, one by one."In the kitchen, you deliberately burned your own hand. Then you framed Wren without hesitation.""You prepared a bowl of diluted wolfsbane. You looked me in the eye and told me it was a detox remedy.""You paid three exiled rogues with gold. You had them ambush Wren at the border. They beat her until her face was covered in blood.""You hired a banished dark shaman. You had him torture Wren for an entire week.""You went to Iris's room every week. You injected her with poison to make sure she'd never wake up.""And finally, you pushed Wren off that cliff."With every crime he named, Vivienne's face lost another shade of color.But through it all, she never once

Thousands of miles away, in the far North.I lay quietly in a bed in Thorne Pack's highest-level medical ward.The television on the wall was cycling through breaking news from the southern Blackwood Pack."Luna of Alpha Cain Blackwood has been confirmed dead from a cliff fall." The anchor's voice was cold and clinical."Sources indicate that Alpha Cain has suffered a complete mental breakdown and has been in indefinite seclusion.""All daily operations of Blackwood Pack are being managed by the Beta until further notice."I glanced at the screen once, then pressed the power button.Though I was far away in the North, I'd been kept fully informed about everything happening in the South through Alaric's secret channels.I knew Cain had watched every blood-soaked image in the memory stone and collapsed in his study.I knew he'd destroyed Vivienne's hands.I knew he'd thrown her into the deepest silver prison and was subjecting her to every cruelty she'd inflicted on me, doubled.I knew h

Vivienne's crimes were exposed in full.Cain submitted a copy of the memory stone recordings—every image of my suffering—directly to the Wolf Council's highest assembly.The self-inflicted kitchen burn staged to frame me.Hiring exiled rogues with gold to ambush me at the border.Secretly conspiring with a banished dark shaman to torture me for a full week.Continuously poisoning my mother Iris to prevent her from ever waking.And finally, that night at the promotion ceremony, pushing me off the cliff into the raging sea.The Council immediately issued a full-network arrest warrant and a detailed crime report across all packs' public boards.The entire werewolf world erupted in condemnation."The criminal healer must pay with her life!""Hand her over for the highest tribunal immediately!"Vivienne was locked deep in the lowest level of Blackwood's silver prison.Through the narrow gap in her cell door, she could hear every vicious curse hurled from outside.She tried to lift her arms

Rowan, the witch, and two elite healers were already waiting inside.When Rowan saw me enter, he waved me over immediately.The witch and healers exchanged a glance, nodded respectfully to Rowan, and all stepped outside.Only Rowan, Iris, and I remained in the room.Rowan handed me the latest wolf-spirit data pad."Iris's wolf showed clear autonomous fluctuation during deep hibernation." Rowan spoke quietly."This is the first time in nearly two years that the instruments have detected an active signal at this level."The witch's professional assessment was that Iris's survival instinct was remarkably strong.Her wolf hadn't been killed outright—it had entered an extremely deep hibernation, undergoing slow self-repair.With continued treatment, her waking was absolutely possible.My eyes flooded instantly. Everything blurred.From everyone constantly declaring it hopeless—to "absolutely possible."I'd endured nearly two years of waiting.Rowan reached out and gently wiped the tear slid