She was pressing a silver blade against her arm, letting blood drip onto her research notes.
As she cut, she smiled: “Who will they believe? Me or you?”
That’s when it hit me.
This day. This cursed day.
The day she would claim I bullied her and stole her formula for the Moonbloom herb formula.
Seeing me frozen, Sarah’s smile deepened.
“Thought about how you’ll apologize for stealing my work yet, Alpha’s daughter?”
Another delicate cut. “Everyone knows I’m the real talent here–Ah!”
My Alpha power exploded outward.
She crashed to her knees under its weight, the blade clattering to the floor.
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+15 BONU
I picked it up, watching her eyes widen in terror.
“Stealing my research wasn’t enough?” I pressed the blade to her arm, right above her shallow cuts.
“Now you’re staging an attack? Here, let me help make your story more convincing.”
Sarah thrashed helplessly, pinned by my Alpha force.
Her voice came out in desperate gasps:
“Vivian, please… you’re insane-”
I threw my head back and laughed, the sound echoing off bathroom tiles:
“Insane? You haven’t seen anything yet.”
Whether this was time travel or a death dream.
I didn’t care.
I would expose her lies this time.
In my previous life, I died on what should have been my most glorious day.
I had finally created a cure for silver poisoning the Moonbloom herb formula. Standing in my ceremonial robes as the new Chief
Healer, I waited to complete my marking ceremony with my mate Daniel.
Then he recoiled from my touch: “I won’t mark a thief and a bully as my mate.”
My wolf howled in agony at the rejection, our spirit shattering
Through the haze of pain, Sarah stepped forward.
Looking up with tear–filled eyes, she smiled:
“Remember me, Vivian? The one you bullied and stole from for twelve years.”
“The real creator of the Moonbloom herb formula.”
“But it’s okay. The formula has saved so many wolves.”
“What’s one little theft compared to all those lives?”
The show made her an instant hero.
The pack turned on me as one.
“You stole the cure from your own packmate?”
“How many other healers‘ work have you claimed as your own?”
+15 BONU
A wolf i had personally saved from silver poisoning suddenly lunged forward, silver water gleaming in his hands: “This is for
Sarah!”
The liquid splashed across my face, bringing overwhelming agony.
My vision never cleared again.
From savior to thief, it took only an instant.
Consciousness returned slowly.
