Chapter 6
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Victoria didn't even have time to hang up the phone or wipe the smug smile off her face before her neck was seized by a hand like a steel trap.
Eric lifted her into the air with one arm.
His eyes were crimson, pupils constricted to pinpricks—the sign of a wolf in a state of absolute, feral rage.
Victoria's feet dangled off the ground as she kicked frantically.
Suffocation turned her face red, but the instinct to survive forced a raspy scream from her throat:
"I'm pregnant! Eric, are you crazy?"
"The Council is downstairs! I'm carrying your heir! You can't kill me!"
"Heir?" Eric let out a shrill, maniacal laugh.
"My heir was already killed by you on the road to the border!"
"Only the child Bella carried was truly mine!"
Victoria's pupils dilated instantly, her face twisted in pure terror.
But Eric gave her no chance to breathe or beg.
He pulled back his right fist and smashed it ruthlessly into Victoria's swollen abdomen.
Thud!
The sickening sound of rupturing flesh mixed with the crisp crack of bone.
Then came Victoria's gut-wrenching scream.
Blood instantly gushed down her legs.
Eric released his grip.
Victoria collapsed into the pool of blood, her body twitching in agony, too weak to even cry out.
She clutched her stomach, hands covered in blood, looking at Eric as if he were the devil himself.
Eric looked down at her, his gaze cold and merciless.
He pressed the emergency call button on the wall.
Guards rushed in. Seeing the blood everywhere and the miscarried Victoria, they dropped to their knees, trembling in fear.
"Drag this woman to the Silver Prison."
Eric's voice was terrifyingly calm.
"She murdered the Luna. She murdered the Alpha's own flesh and blood. This is treason."
"Remember, do not let her die. Use the best healing potions to keep her alive."
"I want her to live in agony. I will personally carry out her torture every single day. I want to watch her bleed out, heal her, and drain her again, until she has paid back a thousand times the pain Bella suffered."
Two guards stepped forward to drag Victoria away.
The excruciating pain stimulated Victoria's nerves. As she was dragged out the door, she suddenly burst into maniacal laughter.
Spitting blood, she stared dead at Eric and shouted the words that cut the deepest:
"Eric! You hate me? Hahaha, the one you should hate most is yourself!"
"I planted the dagger, I put on the act, but in the end, it was your choice!"
"You were the one who didn't believe her! You were the one who said humans couldn't conceive! You were the one who hung up on her call for help!"
"I just handed you the knife. The one who actually stabbed her and that child to death was you! You selfish coward! You killed them!"
Eric swayed on his feet. Her words had precisely shattered his last line of defense.
The guards didn't dare wait. They quickly clamped a hand over Victoria's mouth and dragged her away like a dead dog.
The room returned to a deathly silence.
Like a madman, Eric began tearing through the room.
This was the guest room where Bella had stayed.
He wanted to find a trace of her.
But there was nothing.
Victoria had ordered the room cleared out long ago.
Finally, Eric's gaze landed on the trash can in the corner.
There was only a withered herb inside.
His hands trembling, he picked it up. It was a Moon Flower, stained with dried blood.
Eric could smell it. That was Bella's blood.
Eric's hands began to shake violently.
He recognized this thing.
It was the Witch's Moonlight Herb—the only herb that could keep an Alpha sane during the full moon frenzy.
But the price of exchange was incredibly high.
The Witch's rules hadn't changed in centuries: one Moon Flower in exchange for ten years of a human's life.
Eric shook all over as the realization hit him.
Bella had been acting so strange these past two days because she had seen everything on the full moon!
She had traded ten years of her life for this herb to save him from pain.
Only to witness him having sex with Victoria.
She knew everything.
"Ahhh—!!!"
Eric fell to his knees, clutching the bloodstained Moonlight Herb tightly against his chest.
A howl of absolute, crushing despair tore from his throat.
