“Bella.” I responded.
“Bella was from a poor town. She was a girl who wanted a comfortable life. She wanted to be rich and escape from her village home. Her poor wretched town. No man was up to the standard she wanted. Her type of men and dreams didn’t exist in her village. If I were her, I would wanna leave that town too. Those poor wretched people were up to no good, anyway.”
“But they were-”
“They were poor minded and dirty too. If I were Bella, I would wanna leave in a heartbeat. When her father got captured, she agreed to switch places with him. Who does that with no reasonable plan?”
“She wanted to save her father. He was an old man. If she hadn’t switched places with her father, he could have died in that cell.”
“But if her father got captured in the village, would she switch places with him? Don’t forget she hates her town.”
“Yes, she would do the same thing.”
“That’s where you are wrong, Wendy.” He laughed a little before it faded.
“I’m not wrong, Sihwa. She wanted to save her father and didn’t want something bad to happen to him.”
“No, Wendy. She wanted to escape her poor wretched life and stay in the castle. It didn’t matter if it was in prison when the beast owned the castle.”
“SIHWA.” Donovan, panic-stricken, pushed me away from coming close to Sihwa and carried him in his arms. “Wake the fuck up.” In a thunderous tone, he turned to Gerhard. “Call doctor Philip. Tell me we are coming to his hospital right now.”
“Alright.” He nodded and ran upstairs.
I stood still with the gun in my hands in absolute shock as hot tears kept falling off my eyes.
I killed Sihwa. I killed an alpha with my bare hands.
“Sihwa.” I whispered and fell on my knees. What the hell have I done? I didn’t mean to kill him.
He pushed me to shoot me.
He forced me. I didn’t want to kill him. He made me do it. How do I explain that to anyone when I pointed the gun at him?
Who would believe me when I say I didn’t want to shoot him?
What did I just do? Why did I let my anger get the best of me? Why did I allow him to pull the trigger?
Just why did I point the gun at his forehead when I could have stopped myself? What the hell has gotten into me?
What is happening to me? Has Aiden’s death turned me into a monster? Was I so furious because of Aiden and intended to spill blood?
Take a wolf’s life without a second thought? This isn’t me.
This is not Wendy Grimwolf. How did I get to this?
No! No! No! No! I didn’t want to kill him. This isn’t me.
“What the fuck is happening here?” I gasped and saw Lykan, Zane, Axel, and Jaxon coming forth.
“Moly fuck.” Jaxon muttered as soon as he saw Sihwa.
“Who shot him in the head?” Zane asked and looked at everyone.
I stood up on my feet and motionlessly walked up to him. “You are alive?”
He glared at me. “What! Who the hell told you I was dead?”
“This is a mess with reality.” Axel mumbled and ruffled through his hair.
“I don’t understand. The pack was upside down and where were you guys? Why didn’t you save Aiden and-”
“SHUT THE FUCK UP.” Donovan roared and lifted Sihwa into his arms. “If anything happens to him and he dies before he fulfills his ambitions, I will rip you apart without a second thought.” He threatened and turned to Gerhard. “Ready the car.” He walked hastily with Sihwa in his arms and his long sleeve soaked in his blood.
As I stood at the spot, I shot Sihwa. I couldn’t do anything.
I couldn’t understand what was going on anymore. What was happening around me?
Everything moved so fast. My life became a fast-paced scene I couldn’t explain.
My body was shaking, and I felt horrified at what I just did and was so alone in this world.
With Aiden’s death, my heart ripped apart, and I cried out in a roar.
My hot tears burned my face as I kept crying repeatedly and how I shot Sihwa in the head.
Sobbing and knowing there was nothing I could do pierced my heart. And Aiden would never come back.
I gasped and coughed as I kept sobbing. Called out Aiden’s name. I kept calling his name as if he would just come out at any time and save me.
He would hug me and tell me all this is just a dream, and that I was going to get over it, but when my reality set in, I wanted to die ten times over and go meet Aiden.
Everyone left, and I was the only one sitting down in the corridor with Sihwa’s cold blood on me and the memories of Aiden’s dead body beside me.
Why did he do it? Why did Sihwa tell me to kill him? What was his motive? Why did he do something like that to me? He killed someone I loved so dearly and told me to kill him, too.
Why should he take what is precious to me and still ask me to kill him? He was my hero. Sihwa was the one who saved me 10 years ago.
I forgot about him after my mother got remarried and yet Aiden has always been there for me.
He cared for me and loved me despite me being an Omega. He took care of me and protected me.
He didn’t care that he was among the youngest alphas in the family. He stood his ground and had guts.
But why did Sihwa take him away from me? And what truly happened within the clan why I was knocked out?
Why did my hero become my enemy?
Why did the alpha I was in love with die?
Why did Donovan, Kellan, Enzo, Riot and Gerhard survive? And where did Lykan, of all people, Axel, Jaxon and Zane, come from?
I don’t understand where is everybody? Ravenna and the others.
Why am I the only one who knows nothing that happened?
Why am I the invisible one? And why are they all my mates? I never asked for all this to happen to me.
The only alpha I was in love with was Aiden. I never asked for 15 mates or whatever. What the hell is going on here?
“Get up and follow me.”
I glanced up and saw Kellan standing in front of me.
“Follow you?” I whispered.
“You heard me, Wendy. Get up.” He stretched out his hand to me. I took his hand and stood up on my feet.
“Wipe your stinky face with this.” He gave me wet wipes. “We are going to the hospital for werewolves. While you are in the car with us, shut your mouth and don’t say a word to the alphas until Sihwa wakes up.”