Alisha's POV
Hearing my decision to take revenge on Erma personally, Orathe didn't insist on sending someone to capture Erma immediately for execution. She just gently touched my hair and said, "You can do whatever you want, don't worry. I've got your back."
Hearing Orathe's words, I felt a long-lost sense of relaxation. The feeling that someone has your back no matter what you do is really amazing.
Gray looked at me, seemingly wanting to say something but eventually stayed silent.
I felt puzzled, so I asked, "What's wrong, Gray?"
Gray glanced at Orathe and then, as if determined, asked me, "Alisha, from what you have told, is the boy you met named Archie the … the same person I know?"
Upon hearing this question, I remained silent for a moment, looking down at the blanket, feeling a wave of pain and sadness. Indeed, I hadn't expected that Archie and I had met so early on, even helping each other through danger.
Unfortunately, I lost my memory afterward, and he apparently didn't recognize me when I grew up. It seemed that fate didn't have it in the cards for us to be friends, let alone a married couple.
Orathe, upon hearing Gray's question, furrowed her brow and asked, "Which Archie are you referring to? As far as I know, the Alpha of Golden Crest is also named Archie, a rather valiant werewolf, ruling the entire eastern territory."
I sighed and looked at Orathe, replying, "It's him. I only found out after just regaining my memory that I had met him before. And... after losing my memory, I married him, and then... we separated."
Upon hearing this, Orathe raised her left eyebrow and said in a deep voice, "So, he is the man Faye mentioned, the one who caused your coma and pain due to rejection, right?"
I nodded silently.
"Damn! He dared to reject you!" Orathe was burning with anger upon my confirmation.
"No, in fact, I am the person who decide to rejecte him."
"Oh? It seems that he must do something wrong and bad! Does he hurt you?"
"Mom, I don't want to talk about him right now. All is over between us."
Orathe sighed, holding me tightly, "Alright, sweetie, even if you don't want to say anything, I can see heartbreak and sadness in your eyes. Forget about him. He isf not worthy of you; he betrayed your love and isn't worth your remembering or caring about. You are my princess; men are just adornments and desserts in your life. As long as you like, I can have countless werewolves kneel at your feet for you to choose."
Upon hearing Orathe's words, I chuckled. "I don't want to think about that for now. I just want... revenge. Besides Erma, there is another person I won't spare, Evita."
At this point, I looked at Orathe and explained, "Later, through the conversation between Erma and..." Here, I paused for a moment, stole a glance at Gray, and continued, "and a strange rogue, I found out that she had long betrayed me and Blood Dawn. It was her who drugged my food, causing me to be captured to the Dark Forest, and then she disguised herself around me, actually monitoring me. No wonder there were no other guards inside and outside the cabin. Moreover, on our way out of the cabin, she pretended to fall several times, secretly leaving marks for the enemies to find us."
"This woman is despicable! She is a poisonous snake!" Gray slammed the table in anger, causing it to split apart after hearing my words.
Orathe realized that I seemed to be hiding something, but she didn't inquire further. Instead, she continued, "What happened next?"
"Erma handed me over to the rogue and demanded the promised coins and elixirs from him, but she was betrayed by … by the rouge, and instead of giving her reward, the rouge thrust a sword into her body." I replied.
"Serves her right!" grunted Gray.
However, judging by the current situation, it was apparent that Erma wasn't dead. I didn't know how she can survived, and then get accepted by Golden Crest. She even became Archie's lover. Is he knew she was the servant before?
Archie… Thinking of that man's name, I felt a surge of resistance. Then I diverted my attention and continued, "I thought I was finished after the rogue captured me, they broke my legs and beat me almost to death to prevent me from escaping again." Orathe held my hand tightly when she heard this. "I am so sorry to have you experience this…"
I shook my head with a smile, "Don't worry, thank Moon Goodness, I encountered two werewolves and they finally rescued me. One fought against the rogues to let another person escape with me. Finally I was brought back to Black Furies for treatment, and that is why I met Magaly. She told me she was my grandmother and that I carried the family's inherited fire fate, and she promised to take care of me. I was in a coma for a while, and when I recovered, I wanted to come back to find you all. But for some reason, Magaly refused and wouldn't allow me to leave Black Furies. Later, when I attempted to sneak out, Black Furies were attacked. Magaly got injured and was on the brink of death, so I transferred my wolf's essence into her to heal her. That caused me to lose my memories of the past and my Gift until just recently."
After hearing my story, Orathe, with a trembling voice, asked, "Do you remember what the werewolf who saved you looked like?"
I blinked, a mist forming in my eyes. "I didn't realize it at the time, but now that I think back, his eyes were exactly like mine."
Orathe opened her mouth in disbelief.
"I liked him the moment I saw him for no reason. So when he asked about my identity, I told him I was from Blood Dawn, and my mom was the Alpha." I didn't reveal anything about myself to Archie; I was afraid of encountering Blood Dawn's enemies. But with that man, I couldn't help it and was completely open. I didn't understand the reason before, but now I do. It's because of our blood relation.
Thinking of this, I knelt up and embraced Orathe, who was already tearful, and softly continued, "He held off the enemies for me and had his men take me away first, so I was taken to Black Furies. He is the most handsome and bravest werewolf I have ever seen. He told me he was the Alpha of Black Furies, and came to the north to find the lover he lost."
Orathe's tears wet my clothes, muffled cries of anguish lingering around the room.
A week later, accompanied by a team of guards and with Gray and Louie by my side, I returned to Black Furies. I ordered the guards to seal off all exits. Anyone attempting to escape would face death!
Joey looked at me and the warriors behind me, appearing alarmed. "Alisha, what are you doing? This is your home!"
I sneered, "Yes, this is my home, my father's pack! You are nothing but a thief who stole his throne and rights, and even caused Magaly's death. Today, I will take back everything that belongs to my father! And you must pay the price for it!"
Evita, upon hearing my words, showed a furious expression. Pointing her finger at me, she fiercely said, "What nonsense are you spouting? My father is the Alpha of Black Furies; this is an undeniable fact! Magaly was insane to recognize and nurture a bastard like you. Your mother was just some unknown whore..."
Before she finished speaking, I pulled out the whip from my waist and lashed out directly at the arm she was pointing at me.
"Ah! How dare you!" Evita held her arm in agony, screaming! Similar insults had been thrown at me countless times since childhood, and Evita seemed to think I should still not dare to resist, but she was wrong.
I continued to wield the whip, ruthlessly striking her. This whip was a gift from Orathe; it used to be her weapon. Soon, horrifying blood marks appeared on Evita's body.
Looking at Evita lying on the ground in a sorry state, I spoke condescendingly, "My mother is the Carnage Queen of Blood Dawn, Orathe Dyess. My father, Irwin Heimann, was appointed the Alpha of Black Furies by Magaly. You need to face punishment for insulting and offending my parents!"