Chapter 7
Beta Vale rushed over, trying to get the grief–stricken Ronan to quickly handle the pack’s urgent territorial disputes
Because my death was so suspicious.
Everyone began connecting the dots based on previously discovered information.
They even investigated the sapphire necklace Ronan had bought at auction for fifty million, which was now around my sister’s neck.
Meanwhile, I was rarely seen wearing anything valuable.
They also discovered that Mira wasn’t even my biological sister, but my father’s child with his mistress. After the mistress died, my mother had adopted her without holding grudges, even sacrificing her life to save her.
A living, breathing ungrateful wolf. Living, breathing scum.
Furious pack members pushed #AlphaCheatedWithSister In Law to the top of trending topics.
Because of this bestial behavior, I had developed depression and chosen to end my life on New Year’s Eve in the same way my mother had died.
The werewolf community’s rage was ignited.
Soon neighboring packs began severing alliances with Cross Pack, causing their territory to shrink and resources to dwindle as smaller packs challenged their borders.
That mating bond that had been announced to the supernatural world was nothing but a cover–up for another
woman.
Cross Pack was soon teetering on the edge, losing territory after territory, their power structure crumbling.
With no choice, the pack elders united to strip Ronan of his Alpha status, finally ending the chaos.
Unfortunately, Mira wasn’t so lucky.
Her suicide attempt video was analyzed frame by frame, clearly showing she was an excellent swimmer who could float effortlessly even without rescue.
But when my mother went to save her, she began deliberately acting panicked.
She tore off my mother’s life vest, pushed away nearby life rings, and repeatedly held my mother’s head
underwater.
Someone even discovered her secret social media account.
[This bitch keeps hovering around me all day, so annoying. I wish there were water spirits to drag this bitch to hell!]
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[I figured out a perfect way to kill someone without consequences–just let them die “accidentally” while trying to save someone.]
[I’m going to kill myself tomorrow hehe, everyone wait for my good news.]
Every single post proved that Mira had committed deliberate murder.
Under public pressure, the supernatural council quickly reopened the case.
After a comprehensive investigation, Mira couldn’t withstand the psychological pressure and confessed everything.
She had indeed done it intentionally.
Mira received the punishment she deserved–sentenced to 35 years in the supernatural prison.
When I saw this news, I thought I’d feel incredibly satisfied.
After all, these two had hurt and betrayed me deeply.
But strangely, I felt nothing at all, as if the moment I faked my death and left, the old Lyra had truly died.
Thinking of this, I turned off my phone and began reviewing tomorrow’s lesson content.
It wasn’t until midnight that I turned off the lights and fell into deep sleep.
One year later.
I opened my own coffee shop in the Northern Territories, sometimes hosting neighboring pack members who came to try traditional dishes from my homeland.
I also adopted a mischievous husky who kept my days busy and content.
One afternoon, I suddenly received a call from the rogue network.
“Miss Hale, I’m sorry to bother you, but the former Alpha Cross has been searching for you.”
“Some travelers passing through the Northern Territories posted photos of your coffee shop on social media, and Ronan is convinced you’re not dead. He even used his connections to track down our network…”
I’d always known the staged death would be discovered eventually.
After all, even stripped of his Alpha status, Ronan still had resources–pulling strings, investigating, gathering evidence was second nature to him.
I replied calmly: “It’s fine. The past is the past.”
I knew Ronan would come to confront me, I just didn’t expect him to arrive so quickly.
The next morning, as I prepared to open the coffee shop, I saw Ronan standing at my door. He looked like he’d been there for hours, snow accumulated on his shoulders and hair.
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The moment he saw me, Ronan rushed forward like an abandoned pup, trying to embrace me.
His eyes were red–rimmed as he kept mumbling apologies, begging for my forgiveness.
I instinctively dodged his embrace: “Ronan, it’s over between us. The Lyra who loved you is dead, and I don’t want to see you anymore.”
“I told you countless times that I hate deception above all else. For me, a inate bond is either forever or
nothing–there’s no middle ground.”
