Chapter 62
Everywhere was covered in thick darkness, and the depth of the blackness seemed to wrap around me, pressing down. I felt a chill as if the air itself carried weight. Suddenly, I heard voices—a man and a woman—whispering nearby.
"We need to do this once and for all," the man said, his tone sharp. "She needs to die so we can finally have peace and enjoy ourselves."
"Yes," the woman agreed in a cold voice. "I can’t live freely as long as she’s alive. Killing her will bring me peace, and we can enjoy our marriage."
Hearing this, my curiosity was piqued, and without thinking, I moved slowly toward the voices, my footsteps nearly silent. I was shocked when I saw a woman standing before Alpha Derrick and Mona. They both held swords pointed at her, and she stood there, frozen, not even making a sound. Fear gripped me for her.
Before I could react, Mona took the sword from Alpha Derrick and, without hesitation, slashed the woman’s throat. She collapsed to the ground, lifeless, blood pooling around her body.
Then the most terrifying thing happened. As her body fell, her face turned towards me, and I stared in horror—it was me. I was the woman they had killed. I saw myself lying in a pool of blood, lifeless.
I screamed, my entire body shaking with fear. I jolted upright, gasping for breath. My body was drenched in sweat, my heart racing. It was just a dream. But it felt so real, like I had actually died. Goosebumps covered my skin as I tried to calm myself down.
"What kind of nightmare was that?" I muttered, still trembling as I sat on the cold floor. My mind raced, trying to make sense of what I had just experienced.
I was still trying to regain my composure when a knock on the door startled me. I jumped, hesitating before getting up slowly to answer. I opened the door and found the chief maidservant standing there.
"Greetings, ma’am," I said, feeling unsure of what time of day it even was.
Her expression was stern, not the least bit pleased. She stared at me for a moment before speaking.