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.
