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My Dream 6

The scars crisscrossed so severely that even my wolf couldn’t heal me completely—proof of my daily extraction of heart blood.

 

But Victoria moved quickly, kicking my hand away, while exposing her own chest scars and sobbing:

 

“I used my heart blood every day to brew elixirs, and finally managed to create the Beta wolf enhancement elixir. I know you’re a genius, Lexi, while I’ve always been mediocre, but you didn’t have to steal the elixir I spent so long brewing…”

 

She cried delicately, looking utterly pitiful.

 

Everyone present felt angry on Victoria’s behalf, calling me a jealous schemer who couldn’t stand to see others succeed.

 

So Victoria, under the pretense of saving me, took a silver dagger and cut open my wrists and body one slash at a time, letting my blood flow freely.

 

Then she had me tied up and thrown into a silver pit.

 

My body burned from the silver, even my bones corroded, while Victoria wore the Gamma’s ceremonial clothes and accepted everyone’s congratulations.

 

Through her schemes, she made my wolf submit to her and became the pack’s most radiant member.

 

Meanwhile, I struggled in agony in the silver pit, my blood covering the entire floor.

 

Thinking of this, tears streamed down my face.

 

It was just about a speed enhancement elixir, I didn’t want it anymore.

 

My eyes darkened as I reached inside my dress.

 

I pulled out the speed enhancement elixir and once again took out silver powder, pouring it in.

 

After destroying the elixir, my gaze grew calm. I tossed away the bottle and returned home.

 

Sitting at home deep in thought for several hours, I decided to switch to the most primitive method.

 

This method was favored by our pack’s ancestors when they first began brewing elixirs, but with the advancement of elixir research, no one had used it in a very long time.

 

I discarded all recipes and directly selected dozens of herbs—ones that enhanced speed, strengthened power, improved self-healing—and threw them all into the cauldron, beginning the brewing process immediately.

 

Dozens of randomly selected herbs, each with a different function. Even I didn’t know what effect the final elixir would have.

 

Surely this wouldn’t end up the same as Victoria’s elixir?

 

Or rather, would this randomly brewed elixir also make my wolf recognize Victoria as its master?

 

With an anxious heart, I waited several days until the liquid in the cauldron gradually condensed, leaving only a small pool of essence.

 

I carefully opened the cauldron. This type of elixir brewed this way didn’t even have a name I could give it.

 

The color of the elixir wasn’t particularly appealing, yet it had a fatal attraction to my wolf Willow. Willow howled inside my body, saying this was a unique elixir that belonged only to her.

 

I carefully collected the elixir, keeping it close to my body at all times to prevent anyone from seeing it. Its effect seemed even better than both the Beta wolf enhancement elixir and the speed enhancement elixir.

 

Tomorrow was the day of the Gamma selection. This time, I cautiously opened the lid, preparing to experiment first.

 

I found a stray dog and carefully fed it a tiny amount of the enhancement elixir.

 

After drinking the elixir, the improvement in the dog was very obvious. It grew larger, developed stronger bones, and its speed and strength clearly increased.

 

Just as I was breathing a sigh of relief and preparing to put the elixir away, the stray dog suddenly lost control. It faced a particular direction, barking enthusiastically and wagging its tail, as if recognizing someone in that direction as its master.

 

I looked up in that direction. It was a remote area where only one person lived—Victoria.

 

This dog had never even seen Victoria before. How could it, just like my wolf in my previous life, voluntarily submit to Victoria?

 

A cold chill ran down my spine as realization dawned on me. This wasn’t about the elixir formula at all. Something else was at work here—something much more sinister.

 

“It’s impossible,” I whispered, watching the dog strain against my grip, desperate to run toward Victoria’s cabin.

My Dream

My Dream

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My Dream

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