Everyone stood frozen in place.
“What does she mean, acting? Are you saying that whole scene just now was fake?”
“What’s going on? The more I watch, the less I understand.”
“Who’s the real killer here?”
Amid the rising chorus of confusion, my mother stood like stone.
Pale moonlight bathed her figure, casting long shadows across her face–and for a moment, she looked terrifying.
Finn stepped forward, his face full of confusion.
“Naomi, what are you talking about?” he asked. “What acting? Are you saying… there’s something you’ve been hiding?”
But the woman who had always treated Finn with courtesy now ignored him completely.
Her voice was cold. Emotionless.
“So this entire scene… it was just bait. You wanted to force my hand.”
“Well, congratulations. I’m here.”
“I admit it. I killed all eight Lunas. You can lock me up now.”
The crowd erupted.
“What? That’s impossible!”
“Naomi? The pack doctor? No way. I don’t believe it even if I drop dead.”
She was known as the kindest soul in the pack–a pack doctor who had spent her life saving others. She never turned away a sick child or charged a struggling family.
How could someone like her possibly be behind the brutal murders of eight innocent women? And worse–how could a
mother do this to her own daughter?
“Naomi, this isn’t like you. Did someone force you into this? Are you taking the fall for someone else?”
“Tell us what really happened. We owe you too much to stay silent. We’ll stand by you–just speak the truth.”
But no matter what anyone said, my mother remained unshaken. “I said it was me. I killed them.”
Eight lives, claimed so lightly–like they meant nothing
The crowd was still murmuring in disbelief when my mother walked over to me, yanked open a vial, and forced the liquid down my throat.
In an instant, the seizure stopped.
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The chaos in my head vanished.
I was… fine.
The transformation was too fast, too precise.
Some people started to believe she might actually be telling the truth.
Others began to suspect that the two of us had been working together all along.
Finn looked completely unmoored.
“Naomi. Harper. Please, stop hiding the truth from me.”
“These years I’ve carried every insult, every accusation, like a curse on my back.”
“I’ve carried this curse long enough. If I really deserve it… then kill me and end this nightmare.”
My mother went quiet for a moment. Then she laughed, cold and sharp.
“There’s no mystery,” she said flatly. “It’s simple.”
“I envied everything you stood for–your titles, your bloodline, your place at the top of Calvoria.”
“So I poisoned you–quietly, carefully. I wanted your bloodline to rot from the inside.”
“I tampered with Finn’s medicine during treatment. The potion I made–anyone who shared physical intimacy with him.
and was exposed to moonlight would go mad. Violent. Suicidal.”
“Because the poison was embedded in Finn’s own body, no investigator ever found a trace.”
To prove it, she threw a small glass vial onto the ground at her feet.
“This formula is mine alone. There’s no second version in the world. If you don’t believe me, let your werewolf
investigators test it.”
The detective, well–versed in herbal compounds, only needed a glance before his expression grew serious.
“Mandrake can indeed cause hallucinations, hysteria… even death,” he murmured. “And if anyone could refine a toxin this
potent–it would be Naomi.”
“But I don’t get it. With this kind of access, why not just poison the warriors? The servants? People who had more direct
contact with Alpha Finn?”
“Why sacrifice your own daughters?”
The detective’s hawk–like gaze drilled into my mother, trying to extract the truth buried beneath her calm.
She gave a short, bitter laugh.
“What’s so precious about a couple of girls?”
“I was Alpha Troy’s fated mate,” she said, her voice sharp as a blade But compared to me, he was nothing–no brains, no
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strength.”
“And yet, just because he was born an Alpha, he rejected me. He cast me aside. Took another Luna, the daughter of a rival Alpha, and left me behind like garbage.”
“After that, everything fell into place for him. Power, prestige, the admiration of every pack in Calvoria.”
“I couldn’t stand it. He didn’t deserve an easy death. I wanted him to suffer.”
“To rot away with regret until it swallowed him whole.”
No one could speak.
The woman they had known–the gentle pack doctor, the kind widow–was gone.
In her place stood a stranger, one with eyes full of venom and an agenda carved from years of rage.
People cried out, demanding justice.
Some shouted for Naomi to be shackled and punished for the deaths of the eight Lunas.
But the detective didn’t move toward her. Instead, he turned to me, and locked cold silver cuffs around my wrists.
The’s dramatic,” he said. “But it doesn’t fool me.”
ing you. Isn’t she?”
real killer.”
This has nothing to do with Harper!” For the first time that night, my mother lost her composure.
She lunged for me, trying to rip the cuffs off, but the guards held her back.
The detective stepped closer, eyes fixed on mine. His voice dropped low.
“Tell me,” he said. “Are you really Harper?”
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