“Shift,” I commanded, the Alpha timbre in my voice making it more than a request. “Show everyone what your Beta wolf looks like next to a true Alpha.”
Victoria trembled, caught between fear and fury. For a moment, I thought she might refuse. Then, with a snarl of defiance, she
shifted into her Beta wolf form.
Even with the enhancement from my elixir, her wolf looked smaller now, less impressive beside my Alpha form. The comparison
was stark, undeniable.
“Now,” I growled, “let’s finish what we started.”
I curled my lip into a smile and released my Alpha pressure.
My voice was soft, yet it made Victoria burst into tears on the spot.
“Thief, goodbye.”
I bit into Victoria’s neck with one swift movement. Her enhanced Beta wolf couldn’t even move under the pressure of my Alpha
power. Pain almost instantly spread throughout Victoria’s entire body.
She collapsed helplessly, eyes full of tears, still begging for mercy: “Lexi, I was wrong, I was wrong… Ah!”
Victoria let out a terrible scream, then couldn’t say another word.
As she approached death, I released her neck, my tone gentle.
“Victoria, the Beta wolf enhancement elixir, the speed enhancement elixir, the ancient elixir–all were brewed by me. Why did they only work for you? Why did others who drank them submit to you?”
“I’m giving you one chance. Answer well and live. Answer poorly and die.”
I used my healing power to ease the pain of her wounds, enough to support her speaking a few sentences.
Victoria’s face was streaked with tears. As soon as she recovered slightly, she frantically explained.
“It was… it was Richard… When we were young, he exchanged our fates, so…”
I smiled and clapped my hands lightly: So that was it.
Richard’s wife was a descendant of witches, and she knew black magic that could exchange fates.
All my doubts were resolved at once.
I looked up at Richard standing not far away. He was already trembling all over, his face filled with terror, almost frightened enough to kneel before me.
I bared my fangs at him and lunged toward him fiercely.
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In an instant, I was in front of him.
Richard knelt down trembling, horror appearing on his aged face as he tried to beg for mercy.
“Alexis, no, no, Gamma, spare me, please spare me…”
I enjoyed watching him weep and plead, my mood excellent as I raised my paw and pinned him to the ground.
My teeth pressed against his neck, and he couldn’t stop shaking.
Richard kept shaking his head, his eyes full of pleading.
“At least for the sake of teaching you skills, spare my life…”
Under his fervent gaze, I firmly shook my head.
“No.”
I bit down hard, and he quickly stopped breathing.
Looking back, the training ground was completely silent.
Soon someone responded, looking at me with admiration and shouting: “Congratulations, Gamma!”
One voice followed another, and the training ground was soon surrounded by people.
Victoria used her last bit of strength to crawl to my feet, her voice weak: “Congratulations, Gamma!”
From that day on, I became the wolf with the strongest fighting ability in the pack.
Everyone treated me with the utmost respect and admiration.
Victoria was thrown into the silver pit, her entire body corroded by silver burns.
And in my third year as Gamma, the current Alpha chose me to be the next Alpha.
I became the most respected Alpha in the pack, and throughout the entire pack spread the legend of how I entered the rogue wolf territory alone and trained myself into an Alpha wolf.
The pack gathering that night was unlike any I’d experienced before. As I stood on the ceremonial rock, looking down at my pack members–my family–I felt a sense of completion that I’d never known was possible.
No longer would I be falsely accused. No longer would I die in agony, wondering what I had done wrong. The nightmare of my previous life had been shattered, replaced by a future I could shape with my own claws.
Elders approached me one by one, bowing their heads in respect. Even those who had once believed Victoria’s lies now pledged their loyalty without hesitation.
“Alpha Alexis,” they called me, though the official ceremony wouldn’t happen for three years.
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Mira, who had fought against Victoria in the selection, approached me last:‘Her wounds had been treated, but she still moved with care.
“I always knew there was something special about you,” she said quietly. “But an Alpha… it explains so much.”
I nodded, accepting her words without pride or arrogance. This wasn’t about superiority–it was about justice.
That night, as the moon rose high over our territory, I shifted into my Alpha form and ran through the forest that had both killed and reborn me. Willow and I moved as one, our paws barely touching the ground as we celebrated our freedom.
The false fate that Richard and his wife had placed on me was broken. Whatever spell they had cast to exchange my destiny with Victoria’s had shattered the moment my wolf died and was reborn.
Some might call my vengeance cruel, but in the world of wolves, mercy is often mistaken for weakness. Victoria had been willing to let me die in silver agony. Richard had manipulated me my entire life. They had stolen what was rightfully mine–not just position or power, but my very identity.
In the end, the truth had prevailed. Not through elixirs or potions or magic, but through the oldest law of the wolf: strength, courage, and the will to survive against all odds.
As the legend of my transformation spread throughout the pack and beyond, I maintained the truth of how it happened. I wanted
everyone to know that sometimes, you must face death to truly live. That sometimes, the only way forward is through your
darkest fear.
And in my case, that fear had become my greatest strength.
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