The first scene showed me beside a fire, throwing sheets of paper filled with clues into a fire.

Sienna hurriedly came up to stop me, but it was too late. The documents containing the clues to the murderer had already vanished. Sienna grabbed my collar, her eyes bloodshot as she questioned me why I had done that. "These are clues we've painstakingly gathered through investigation. Why did you do this? Why?!"

She was almost frantic. Seeing that I remained silent, she slapped me until I was covered in bruises.

Other people also rushed over upon hearing the commotion. Seeing the scene before them, they could not contain their anger either. They grabbed my hair and dragged me all the way to Kiera's grave, forcing me to kneel.

Countless fists rained down on me, but I remained silent no matter how much they pressured me to talk.

Some people began to threaten me with silver daggers when pushed to the limit.

I shifted into a wolf and fought desperately before managing to escape. When I got home, I found my house in a complete mess.

Angry residents had stormed into my house and smashed everything, including the only thing my deceased mother had left me — a wolf fang necklace. I carefully held my mother's broken wolf fang in my hands and wept uncontrollably.

To protect myself, I planted wolfsbane at the entrance to my house to keep them out. I hid inside, afraid to go out.

However, I had never imagined they would be so insane as to burn down the wolfsbane and my house. If I had not stayed up that night and discovered the fire in time, I probably would have been burned to death.

I knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly as I watched my house turn to ashes.

Recalling this, Sienna said with a laugh, "Nyla, didn't you bring this upon yourself? If you hadn't covered up for the murderer, would everyone have treated you like this? Seeing you burn the evidence I painstakingly found, my heart ached even more than yours."

The crowd echoed, "Exactly! Why are you still alive and well, while Kiera's family is destroyed? Her mother also went insane from missing her daughter."

"What right do you have to feel aggrieved? You're an accomplice. You're no different from the murderer who killed Kiera!"

Just then, everyone's attention was drawn elsewhere by a burst of laughter.

Sienna and Kiera appeared in their minds.

"Sienna, we'll be your assistants and help you manage the pack when you become Alpha Female. You will definitely be remembered in the history of the pack."

Sienna smiled. "How is that possible? I have an older brother."

Kiera wrapped her arm around Sienna's, smiling sweetly and answering, "You're much more capable than your brother. I believe your father will see your talent."

I held up my little finger. "It's a deal then. When Sienna becomes Alpha Female, we will wholeheartedly assist her."

Three little fingers hooked with each other, making an unchanging vow.

At this point, Sienna closed her eyes in pain, but the once sweet memories still lingered in her mind.

Today's outcome was something no one here wanted to see.

She had fulfilled her promise and become Alpha Female, but what about them? Why was she left all alone in the end?

"Liar!" Sienna murmured. It was unknown to whom she was saying it to.

"My daughter!" Kiera's father wailed as he fell to his knees. Seeing his daughter's once innocent and carefree face, he could no longer hold back his sobs.

On the night Kiera committed suicide ten years ago, the hair of the middle-aged man before me turned white overnight, aging decades instantly. Knowing that Sienna and I were investigating the killer, he saw us as his only hope. He knelt before me, grasping my hand as tears streamed down his face. After I burned all the clues, his hope crumbled once more. He knew I was the only one who knew the killer, but I refused to speak as if my mouth was welded shut.

Sienna endured the ache in her heart as she walked up to me. "Nyla, stop pretending. Do you think these fond memories will make me go soft? The thought of considering you my best friend in the past disgusts me. Ten years. You've let Kiera suffer grievances for ten years. Do you even deserve to be my friend?"

No one wanted to hear a heartless ingrate's insincere memories; they were eager to know who the real culprit was.

Sienna gave the witch a look, and the witch understood. She intensified her dark magic, and another scene appeared in everyone's minds.

One stormy night, Sienna broke down in tears, hugging Kiera's already cold body. "Kiera, don't die!"

The rain slid down Sienna's face. She was soaked through, but she did not notice it at all.

Kiera had a silver dagger stuck in her chest, and the blood had stained Sienna's white shirt red.

I stood aside, numbly watching everything before me, unable to believe that this was true. When I got home in a daze and closed the door, I curled up on the ground and burst into tears. It was as if that silver dagger had pierced my chest.

Seeing me in utter grief, everyone present was puzzled.

"What's going on? She looks very sad."

"Didn't she cover up for the murderer? Why is she pretending to be a good person here?"

Kiera's father scoffed. "If it weren't for her, my daughter wouldn't have died an unexplained death. Kiera's mother has now lost her mind from missing Kiera too much. All of this is thanks to her!"

A woman with disheveled hair trembled as she made her way through the crowd and came up to everyone, muttering, "Kiera, be good. It's time to come home for dinner. Kiera, come home..."

No one could bear to watch this tragic scene, and they all accused me of being heartless.

Sienna looked ghastly. Ignoring the dark magic on me, she grabbed my neck and shouted with furious, bloodshot eyes, "Nyla, look at this! You caused this tragedy! Do you have any heart?"

Although her hand was red and swollen from the dark magic, she showed no intention of letting go. "Kiera and I considered you our best friend. We even used our own money to pay your tuition when you couldn't afford it, yet you trampled on our sincerity. You're the one who killed Kiera!"

I struggled to breathe, my eyes rolled back, and white foam began to come from my mouth.

Just as I was about to suffocate to death, the witch stepped forward and grabbed Sienna's arm. "Alpha Female, if she dies, the memories will also disappear, and then you'll never know the truth."

Hearing this, the bloodthirsty Sienna finally calmed down. Her tears fell like broken pearls as her eyes filled with despair and struggle.

Kiera's death was her forever pain. It was like the lingering dampness after a storm. That night, Kiera was not the only one who died; the soul of an optimistic and cheerful girl also went to hell with her.

Sienna wiped away her tears hastily and glared at me fiercely, "Nyla, I won't spare you. When the murderer is found, I'll make sure you go to hell with him."

The witch intensified her dark magic, and a sharp pain swept through my body.

"Ah..." As I screamed in agonizing pain, images flashed through everyone's minds. This time, there were no definite images. The memories were all over the place like shattered glass.

Sometimes it was during my school days, sometimes my childhood, sometimes even events from yesterday. However, there were no images of me facing the murderer alone that night.

Everyone became restless, overwhelmed by my memories.

"What's going on? Where is the murderer? What on earth happened that night?"

Sienna also frowned and turned her head to ask the witch, "What's going on? Why can't we see the murderer's face?"

The crystal ball in the witch's hand was shrouded in a foul mist. She once again intensified her black magic, but they still could not see clearly.

The witch said, "I never thought she would go to such lengths to prevent people from seeing her memories. She's using pain to suppress the memory sharing."

It was at this moment that Sienna noticed that a sharp silver piece had appeared in my hand at some point. It was piercing my palm, and a large amount of blood was flowing down my palm.

This time, Sienna looked at me with not only hatred but also a hint of confusion. "Nyla, who on earth is the murderer that would make you go to such great lengths for him? You're even sacrificing your own life to protect him."

Ten years ago, Sienna also asked me this question, still with that extremely disappointed look on her face. When I burned the clues, Sienna first could not believe her own eyes, and later her disappointment turned into resentment, which escalated to the point of our fallout.

Sienna was originally not interested in the position of Alpha Female. As a woman, it was simply a fairy tale to defeat her brother and become the Alpha Female. However, she had to take this position to uncover the truth of what happened that year. Only the Alpha had the absolute status and wealth that would make her qualified to negotiate terms with the witch. Thus, she killed her half-brother and poisoned her Alpha father's cup so that he could no longer have any other children.

After dealing with one illegitimate child after another, she succeeded. She imprisoned me in the dungeon, using every form of torture to pry the murderer's identity out of me. I was tortured beyond recognition. She repeatedly brought me back from the brink of death, only to torture me again and again. However, I refused to utter a single word, no matter how much pain I had to suffer.

Sienna ordered the witch to unleash her dark magic to its fullest extent, determined to see the murderer's face.

However, the witch hesitated. "Most people can't withstand the strongest dark magic. Besides, she's currently extremely resistant to sharing memories. If the magic is intensified, she won't be able to handle it."

Sienna scoffed, her tone devoid of any warmth. "No matter what, the truth of what happened back then must be uncovered, even if she dies today! This scum deserves to die!"

The witch had no choice but to chant a spell, amplifying her magic once more.

"Ah!" My screams echoed throughout the square. My blood vessels ruptured, and massive amounts of blood gushed from every part of my body. Even my internal organs trembled violently.

The witch did not continue. "This is the limit. Any more and she will die."

However, Sienna could not hear the witch's words. All she wanted was to know who the murderer was. Having lost her reason, she snatched the witch's staff. Due to her lack of knowledge of dark magic, she could not manage the power, and a torrent of dark magic surged into my body.

I persevered, and the silver dagger pierced my hand, exposing my bone. After what seemed like an eternity, the pain subsided. I slowly opened my eyes to see Sienna kneeling on the ground, weeping, "Why? Weren't we best friends? Why did it have to come to this? Who could make you do this for them?"

The pain began to cause me hallucinations. I saw Kiera approaching and could no longer suppress my grief and resentment. Tears streamed down my face. My defenses crumbled, and the dark magic took the opportunity to invade my brain. The memory I did not want others to see surfaced in everyone's minds.

When Sienna saw the face before her, she turned awfully pale.