Reborn for Revenge: Find her Fated Alpha-Chapter 197: Help her

"Aaa!"

"How could she do this to me?!"

"Why?"

"I was the victim! I was the one wronged by those kings back then. They betrayed me. Then why did the moon goddess side with them and not me?!

In a little cottage near the lake of the Cherry Bloom forests, the girl who had been doing everything to stop Amelia’s powers from awakening and that stone from returning to its original state threw the vase on the ground in anger.

Her eyes brimmed with tears.

Though she was now a demonic possession, an energy that was beyond this world, just an untamed and unhappy soul, she could take over any human being or any form.

And since she took on this body, she was capable of crying, too.

Her mother stood before the girl, her eyes hard.

It was a few minutes ago when they realized Amelia unlocked her mage’s powers, instigated and provoked by none other than Dominic.

They knew this would happen eventually. And they were ready to counter it by reversing the process of the mage stone again.

But they had never thought that the moon goddess would gift Amelia with a moon wolf, one of her closest wolf children.

The powers of a moon wolf were unknown to the living and mortals, and no one had lived through enough to know it better. It was beyond magic.

The only wolf soul in the world that could live inside a human and project itself like a separate entity. It gained its powers from the moon itself, and since a moon is something that glows in the sky most of the time at night, a moon wolf’s powers only increase with time.

The girl cried, crouching on her knees helplessly.

The woman’s eyes softened for her daughter, and she went to hug her.

"Shhh, it’s okay, Adele. The world was never fair to us," The woman said.

Adele. Her original name. It had been so long since she heard it.

Her lips trembled at the sad memories.

"But why, Mom? Why is the world lenient towards her? What did I do wrong? Was it my fault that the three great kings fell in love with me? That I was the beloved of the king of werewolves, vampires, and witches at the same time?" Adele wiped her tears before looking at her mother for answers, feeling heartbroken.

"I didn’t ask for any of it. However, I was the one condemned as dirty, impure, a slut, a homebreaker, and whatnot. Why? Why was I impure, but Amelia is not? Why was that woman I killed centuries ago not impure? Why was it just me?" Adele asked.

The more she talked about the injustice, the angrier she became.

The woman rocked her daughter back and forth to calm her, feeling angry herself.

It was true. Though she wasn’t exactly proud of what her daughter did back then and how she vowed to make that cult’s life hell by breaking that mage stone and taking away all their powers, she couldn’t deny that what her daughter went through wasn’t wrong.

Though she never called them upon it, it didn’t mean she didn’t carry deep hatred for that cult that stabbed her in the back and collided with those species to kill her daughter back then.

"Sshh, Adele. I know you are hurt. We will get back at them. You were right. Killing Amelia was our only option. I disliked it when you killed that girl all those years ago because I thought her death was pitiful when she didn’t even do anything to us directly. But they all are in this. We will kill her. If you don’t want to, I will," the woman said.

Adele shook her head.

She pushed her mother’s hands away, stood up, and wiped away her tears.

She was done breaking. She was done letting them win, and while killing Amelia would break this cycle and hurt them once again, what about the mages who got their powers back? The cult would be the same. Nothing would change after Amelia’s death anymore.

And what about her? Would just killing Amelia make her happy? She didn’t think so. She killed that girl and became the reason behind it centuries ago, but nothing changed.

She was still roaming in the cosmos without any purpose, unhappy and restless.

Killing was not an answer anymore.

"I don’t... I don’t want to kill her anymore," Adele said.

The woman stood from her place, looking at her daughter in confusion.

"What do you mean, Ele?" She asked.

"I meant what I said. I won’t kill Amelia. Death won’t solve anything. I deserve the kind of happiness that they took from me. That’s why I will take over her. That fate is mine. It should’ve been. I will snatch it if it can’t become mine," Adele said.

Her indication was clear, and the woman took a deep breath before nodding.

"I’ll prepare for the ritual. We need to do it as soon as possible. The longer the moon wolf stayed in her body, the more powerful it would become. We need to take over before it’s too late. Every second counts," the woman said.

Adele nodded at her mother before walking to the window as she looked at the serene lake.

"She is unconscious right now, and the best part is, they haven’t marked her yet. Her soul doesn’t carry the mark of the bond. This is our best choice," the woman added.

Adele hummed. She needed to find that girl again to take over her body. And this time, she would need to take over with consent for the ritual.

And for some reason, Adele knew she would get it.

~~~~

In the main house of the Healers of the West, Hannah walked into her room.

"Ana, are you okay? I know all of this... I don’t know what to say. This is saddening and sickening. I know you are hurt. But don’t blame yourself. This isn’t your fault. You didn’t know. It feels like someone has cursed the Coopers, and now it’s showing." Thames said.

He didn’t know what else to think.

Everything was going alright. Everything was under their control. Then, suddenly, it was as if a hurricane had hit them, disrupting years of hard work.

It all started with Amelia’s marriage to King Cyrus. Things went downhill from that day.

First, it was the loss of that money-making Amelia, then her rebel, followed by the destruction of the laboratory, all the research, the exposure of the credits, and the real face behind the main experiments.

But it didn’t just stop there. Amelia denied signing the rights and then his beloved Jessica’s death.

Now looking at his daughter, he could only feel remorse. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Hannah looked at her father briefly before nodding at him and closing the door.

Thames wanted to stay with her for some time, but on a second note, he wondered if giving her time was a better idea.

As soon as the door closed, Hannah slid down the door, letting the tears roll down her cheeks.

It was over. All the struggles, all her fights to be better than Amelia, the battle to get her mother her rightful place and be recognized—everything was over.

She didn’t blame herself.

How could she when the truth was right before her? It was a trick. They wanted Amelia to win from the very beginning.

Everything was a facade to make her the legal queen through the rituals and nothing more.

It was all because of Amelia—that damned curse of her life.

Hannah pushed away the glass doll standing beside the gate, causing it to shatter into hundreds of shards that scattered around.

Some shards of that glass dug into her feet.

She saw her feet bleeding before her, but couldn’t bring herself to pull those shards out.

The pain felt real, more bearable than the pain in her chest. The growing frustration and anger in her heart saw no bounds as she grabbed a shard and clenched her fingers around it to hurt herself even more.

Tears rolled down her cheeks as she thought about her mother, who had only one wish: for her to be better.

She failed her mother. Not only that, but she killed her with her bare hands. That dagger that went inside her mother’s body was in her hands, no one else’s. She killed her mother.

The thought resonated in her head like a mantra she couldn’t forget, like a sin she couldn’t forgive herself for.

"Hurting yourself won’t take you anywhere," she suddenly heard a voice, and couldn’t help but look up.

Her gaze met with a girl, almost her age. However, something was wrong with this girl. It wasn’t the girl’s random appearance in her room, but the way her body almost looked translucent.

Hammah could almost see the curtains behind her, right through her body.

How was that even possible?

"Who are you?" Hannah asked.

Adele smiled at the girl.

"Someone who can help you with avenging the pain in your heart. I am someone who can help you in hurting Amelia in a way she would never be able to recover from," Adele said.

Hannah looked at the girl with suspicion before wiping her tears. She swallowed hard before shaking her head.

"I don’t care who you are or how you came here. Just leave. I have lost enough for a day. I don’t have the will or heart to risk anything for the moment. Leave." Hannah pointed at the window.

Adele smiled.

"You don’t care? Or you don’t want to admit that you are just a worthless piece of shit before Amelia and can never actually win against her?" Adele’s words made Hannah angry.

The pain, paired with her anger, made her almost see red, and she walked forward before raising her hand to slap the girl.

However, as soon as Hannah raised her hand to slap Adele, she was met with thin air.

Adele disappeared and then reappeared behind her.

"Why? Did my words hurt you? But then again, isn’t that the truth? Did you think you could win against Amelia in these trials?" Adele asked.

Hannah turned around and glared at the girl.

"They cheated! Don’t talk like you know everything. If they hadn’t played such a slick trick, I would’ve won. I won the two rounds—" Hannah started to defend herself, and Adele couldn’t help but chuckle at the girl.

"Is that so? Do you think you won those trials?" Adele asked before she shook her head.

"You won because I possessed your body before every trial. Did you think you alone defeated those beasts and then won that strategic battle? Someone like you who couldn’t handle a paper signing or keep Killian under your love tricks? That’s rich coming from someone like you," Adele said.

Hannah froze in her place.

Whatever Adele was saying didn’t make any sense to her.

She possessed her body? How could that even—

Hannah thought about all the times she felt like she wasn’t in control of her body or how she felt so troubled after winning the first battle, as if someone drained her energy as soon as she entered her room, the way she killed that Luna in the hall but didn’t remember what provoked her to do so or how she didn’t know what move to make in the strategic planning but somehow won... Everything started rushing to her head, and she looked at Adele with contempt.

"If you were the one who helped me through all those trials, what stopped you from doing so in the last one?" Hannah asked.

Adele smiled before shrugging.

"I wasn’t there to let you win. I urged you to beat Amelia. Since Amelia wasn’t there, I didn’t appear. I only have one goal: destroy Amelia." Adele said.

Hannah squared her jaw. She hated this girl before her. She didn’t even want to know what her purpose was, why she hated Amelia to that extent, or how Amelia even messes with a girl like her.

But there was one thing that she knew for sure.

She hated Amelia with everything she had, with every cell in her body and every breath she could take.

And thus, she took that one risk, one last risk, to destroy Amelia and avenge her mother’s death.

"Okay. I’ll help you," Hannah said.

A vibrant smile appeared on Adele’s face.

"Perfect."