Malicia;
The dungeon is very cold and dark but my body is numb to it. I can’t feel anything aside from the dry tears on my cheeks. My body is very weak from being starved for two days. No food or water. The body of Princess Veronica is still lying before me, and I don’t know what to do.
I’m seated, watching the last days of my life coming faster before my eyes. Everything still seems like a movie to me. So this is how my life finally comes to end? My siblings, how will they survive in the pack after I’m gone? I know they will face humiliation because of me. Their sister is a killer. She killed an Alpha she-wolf. A Princess. She is a beast.
These are the words the cruel world will push at my siblings. I pray they are able to face it. Survive it all. We’ve been through hell after the death of our parents and we know how tough it was for us to navigate through life. Finally, we survived through the storm. And now, Chloe has broken us.
She has destroyed me and I can’t even plead my cause. Who will believe me? Who will listen to a poor Delta wolf like me?
Alpha Drakon won’t even give me a chance. The people of the RedMoon Pack will cut off my head the moment I dare to speak. I killed their Princess. A commoner like me, ripped the heart of their Princess.
This is certainly my end, but I’m grateful for this moment.
Elara, I hope you forgive me when you find out about this. But believe me, I didn’t do it. I know you trust me more than anything, or anyone. I will miss you wherever you are. Hope you are able to return to your body someday, and end up with Alpha Arthur.
He’s a nice man, and didn’t kill your child. He also saved your life, and gave my siblings and me a home. As for the video, I don’t know who actually filmed it, but trust me, it isn’t Alpha Arthur. He’s also a victim. I know you will blame him for it. Because it only makes sense if he’s the culprit, but he is innocent. I wish I had the opportunity to ask you to forgive him.
He’s the only one I trust to protect you. He’s the best Alpha in the world and it hurts that I get to find out the truth about him at my last moments. Alpha Arthur is not a monster like everyone in the Pack thinks him to be.
He is different from his Ruthless Father. I pray to the Goddess that you get to find the truth about him someday, and you two end up together.
I also hope that you find out the evidence of your mother’s death, and have your stepmother and evil step-sister, Chloe, punished.
I hope you are able to make Gideon pay for what he did to you.
I hope you someday forgive your Father and the Pack members.
I hope you are able to break off the marriage with Alpha Blade. However, he’s also not a bad person. I found out a lot of things about him through Beta Bronson. Alpha Blade loves you, but I think Alpha Arthur loves you more. But I honestly pray you end up with Alpha Arthur.
I pray you finally find peace and live your best life. I know you are strong, but don’t forget to always be you.
My dear Beta Bronson. The first and only man I’ve known in my life. The man I fell in love with. I’m sorry for leaving this way. I wished I’d met you earlier in life and spent a lot of time with you. I wish I could turn back the hands of time and erase this hurtful part of my life that will break you when you hear about my death.
But I hope the Goddess makes you my fated mate in our next life and we spend our lives together. I hope our next love life will be free from pain. I love you, and my only regret is not letting you know about my feelings.
But I promise you, our next life will be better. I hope you someday find a she-wolf that will love you for real, and build a family with her. I wish you two the Goddess’s blessings and best of luck. I love you, Bronson.
The door to my dungeon pushes open and a 6’7 tall, muscular, handsome Alpha walks in with some set of men. He has this angry look plastered on his face. With his appearance, I know he is the Alpha of the RedMoon Pack, Alpha Drakon. His eyes are lowered, transfixed on the dead Princess.
I immediately rise to my feet even when my body holds no more strength. My head bow, my lips quivering as I try to speak. The tears in my eyes begin to drop down my cheeks, but I can hardly feel them. Seems I’m crying without any tears dropping.
“Why!!!???” He roars, falling on his knees before his sister. The high and mighty Alpha Drakon breaks down in tears. “She is the most loving person ever and free from chaos. Why did you kill her? If you need money, I have a lot to give. So why did you take my sister’s life over jewelry?” His voice sounds calm but I can hear the pain in it.
He is also broken. Chloe has succeeded in breaking a lot of people just with a single stone. Dear Goddess, please, let woes catch up with her someday.
Gazing at how hurt Alpha Drakon is, my heart breaks even more. My quivering lips part as I finally find a voice, “I… I didn’t kill her. Pl…”
My voice cuts the moment he glares at me, and snarls. His eyes are burning with fire. “Take her to the NightShade square. Strip her and have her bond with silver. I will pass my judgment upon her soon,” he orders.
Two men storm forward, tugging my arms. They roughly drag me out of the dungeon. My weak legs brush through the rocky floor. Can’t speak even when I try to.
My tears just keep flowing as I’m dragged to the Pack square. Murmuring fills the air as everyone sets their eyes on me. I heard mocking laughter coming from the sides. The sound of people spitting and their curse words fills my head. They all hate me.
Everybody hates me for a crime I never committed.
The men holding me fix me on a silver pillar. Some parts of my body burn the moment they come in contact with the silver. My feet find it hard to stand upright, and I make to fall when I feel a hard clutch on my neck.
The clutch tightens, causing me to choke. It was Alpha Drakon. He straightens my body, dragging it through the pillar. My back burns and I scream in pain. His hand still clutching my neck, “I will make you feel everything she felt, and even more. Bond her hands,” he orders, letting go of my neck.
My hands try to hold my throat but they are being pulled sideways by two men. Silver chains wrap around my wrist, burning me hard as they hold my hands. I cry in pain. My screams can’t be heard anymore because my voice is lost in my throat.
Alpha Drakon reaches for my dress and tears it off my body, leaving my body bare before everyone. Just my bra and pants.
He stretches forth his claws, slashing my skin. I scream out in pain, my skin bleeding from the hurt. My wolf also roars in pain. I can’t heal because my wolf is weak. The silver is burning badly, killing my wolf with each passing second.
Alpha Drakon holds my jaw, his claws digging, pressing into my flesh, and causing severe pain. “After this day, you will be the last commoner who will lay a filthy finger on royalty,” he spits on me, flinging my face to the side. My neck snaps.
Tears rolled down my cheeks. The pain is too much for me to bear. “Please, just end my life,” my voice sounds so faint.
“With all pleasure,” Alpha Drakon responds. He reaches for his sword, drawing the blade out from the bag.
Just when he makes to strike, I hear a familiar voice, “No! Stop! Stop!” The familiar roar came out from inside the multitude of people watching the execution. Beta Bronson speeds out of the crowd, darting toward me. “Please, stop! Alpha Drakon…”
Before his feet can get closer to me, I feel the sword of Alpha Drakon pierce through my stomach to my back. My body stiffens.
“No… Malicia,” Beta Bronson rush forward, holding me. Alpha Drakon pulls out the sword, and my body falls into Beta Bronson’s arms. My blood splashes everywhere.
Truly, I get to face death today, and in the most brutal way. At least I’m grateful for two things. First, my siblings and Elara didn’t get to watch me die this way. And second, I get to set my eyes on Beta Bronson before my death.
These are the greatest blessings the Goddess has given to me. My cheeks drag to the sides in a smile as I lock gaze with Beta Bronson.
“Why are you smiling when you are leaving me? Are you that happy?” His tears drop on my skin.
I slowly nod my head. I’m too gone to speak.
Dear Beta Bronson, I’m happy I spent my last moments in your arms. I will take this memory of us to the other side of the world. See you in my next life.
With these words in my head, my breathing stops, and everything goes blank.