"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.