The Alpha's Revenge

Chapter 2: Reborn

In the large black and white room, the floors were covered with white tiles, the walls were painted in white while paintings of nature were hung in every corner of the room. The ceiling of the room was engraved with Begonia patterns, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere.

The carefully arranged flowers were placed in an elongated vase, with pink lotus flowers painted on it, adding to the aesthetics of the room. The smell of freshly picked flowers emits in the whole room, which gives an exceptionally fresh fragrance in the early autumn.

In the center of the room, a queen-sized bed is placed. Everything on it is black or dark-colored. From the pillow covers to the mattress, and the blanket. It completely contrasts the pale skin of the lady lying on it.

By the side of the bed, two people were carefully looking at the person on the bed. An elderly woman dressed in a maid’s clothing and a man, a little bit older than the person on the bed, was dressed in a guard’s uniform. Both eyes were blue as an ocean, which signifies their strength.

“Bariston, what’s wrong with Lady Kira? She had been sleeping for a day and night. The physician said that she should be awake by now. Why is there still no movement?” The elderly woman’s face could hardly conceal her anxiety.

In the Astanshire Empire, physicians had a high and respectable status in society due to their deep knowledge of medicine. Physician wolves can be easily distinguished since they have the most unique eyes among all the werewolves. They were the only ones who had white-colored eyes.

“Bariston, it’s almost 5 hours. Why has the physician not arrived yet?” The elderly woman asked.

“Lady Valerie was looking at it closely and this is considered shameful so the whole castle is concealing this matter.” Bariston looked at the person on the bed, “Ever since Madam died, Lady Kira’s life has been miserable. Isn’t this as good as pushing her onto the road toward death! I’ll go out and look for a physician myself. The people in this palace can’t be trusted.”

As he spoke those words, the person on the bed who was listening moaned in a weak voice.

“Lady Kira is awake!” The elderly woman called out in surprise, quickly running to the bedside to see the young female rubbing her forehead as she slowly sat up.

“Auntie Herma…” Kira mumbled.

“Yes, Lady Kira. Your humble servant is here.” Auntie Herma smiled as she held Kira’s hand, “Are you feeling better? Lady Kira had been sleeping for the whole day. Although your fever subsided, you still did not wake up. Bariston was thinking about going out and calling a physician himself again.”

“Lady Kira, do you want to drink some water?” Bariston handed her a glass of warm water.

Kira looked somewhat puzzled at the two people before her.

She had two people serving her. Auntie Herma had been the maid who took care of her since childhood and Bariston had been serving her as her protector. Both of them were assigned to her by her late mother. Both of them were very loyal to her, but unfortunately, none of them was left alive in the end.

When she was a slave in the Morris Family, Auntie Herma came with her. She didn’t want to bring her along but she insisted, saying that she would feel worried when she went there alone. One night, a beta from the Morris Family came inside her room unexpectedly. Because of her weak physique and her being wolf-less, she couldn’t fight back. She was pleading and crying for him to spare her but he just smirked and laughed.

When she was pushed to the bed, the door opened and Auntie Herma came in. Although she’s a maid, she was strong, so she fought with him. However, since her opponent was way stronger than her, she died in his hands. She managed to escape from his clutches because of Auntie Herma. She protected her until her very last breath.

As for Bariston, he was strong and talented despite his young age. He died protecting her as well. On the day she got kidnapped by the group of werewolves sent by her sister, Bariston was with her and fought so hard to keep her protected. But what can a 4th rank werewolf do against a group of werewolves that is on the same level as him? In the end, he died and she was sent to a dark prison.

She mourned so hard for their deaths and blamed herself for being useless and powerless. Kira cried so hard, day and night, because of it.

Now seeing Auntie Herma holding her hand with her usual warm smile and Bariston standing in front of her, both of them alive and well, put Kira in a momentary trance.

After a moment, she bitterly smiled and closed her eyes, “This dream that I’m seeing right now before death was just so real and vivid.”

“What is Lady Kira talking about?” Bariston put the glass aside and touched Kira’s forehead, “Has the fever confused you, Lady Kira?”

Feeling the ice-cold hand on her forehead, Kira suddenly opened her eyes and her gaze sharpened. ‘Wait, I’m not blind? I can see?’

She slowly lowered her head and looked at her arms. They were intact and unharmed. No signs of any injuries were there. Her skin was still fair and soft with no bruises.

These were not hers...

Her arms were clearly disfigured when she was brought to the dark prison. Her skin at that time was covered with bruises and wounds caused by lashes after lashes. And her eyes, her eyes were gone. They were carved out of her. So, how could she still see?

“Bring me a mirror,” Kira said. While her voice was still very weak, her tone was firm and calm.

Bariston took a mirror out and handed it over to Kira. In the mirror, the young lady’s face is very beautiful. Her attractive eyebrows and clear red eyes were like a blazing fire. Her nose was straight and tall and her lips were like open petals, with a natural cherry red color. It was lovely and refreshing and had a well-behaved appearance.

A clear and sharp sound rang out as the mirror suddenly landed on the floor. It broke into pieces and, just like the mirror’s shards, it resonated with the feelings in her heart.

She pinched herself and when she felt a slight pain, her tears fell.

The Moon Goddess did not turn its back on her people. She didn’t turn her back on her! She finally returned! She was reborn!

Auntie Herma jumped in fright. Bariston quickly went to clean up the broken shards on the floor, “Lady Kira, just stay on the bed for a while. You must be careful not to hurt your feet.”

“Why are you crying, Lady Kira? Do you feel any pain?” Auntie Herma wiped Kira’s face with a handkerchief but saw that Kira had a strange look while mumbling, “I finally returned…”

She held Auntie Herma’s hands firmly and asked, “What day is today?”

Auntie Herma was confused but replied honestly, " It’s the 14th of September, 2019. What’s wrong, Lady Kira? Do you feel unwell?”

“September 14, 2019, September 14…” Kira’s eyes widened. She was 18 in the year 2019. It’s the year Valerie would get to see Clovis Morris. This is also the time when she helped Valerie achieve her goal and be able to marry into the Morris Family.

She heard Bariston’s words in her ear, “Lady Kira, you shouldn’t scare us. You have been acting weird since you woke up. Is it because of the fever?”

In the past, Kira was always at Valerie’s side, running tasks for her, basically a slave/maid of hers. Her days inside the Rouguemont Castle were completely dull and weak. But, she could remember everything. She was blessed to remember every single harm they had caused her.

Her falling into the water was clearly premeditated. Valerie’s friend, Morgana, came to the palace to visit. From the very beginning, Morgana had been hostile to her, so it’s not a question why she pushed her down the cold lake, causing her to have a high fever.

When she was fished out of the lake, many of the high-ranking officials came to visit her father and saw her as a joke. This was the start of her reputation to start to decline.

Kira closed her eyes. This rebirth is a gift to her. This time, she would like to see how these people would shamelessly repeat those same old tricks. ‘I will make them pay tenfold!’ she vowed silently.