Chapter 28: The Grievous Truth

"William, why should I be forgiven? I'm the one who killed Shirley."
Her voice was hoarse and I could barely make out her words.
"Because ...... If you confess, it means you possess a contrite heart, and I treat prisoners who possess a contrite heart with leniency."
I struggled to come up with these words, but my heart was already disgusted with her.
Without speaking, she suddenly let out a very harsh laugh, she turned completely around and looked at me, I was so shocked by her action that I took a few steps backward.
"Gina!" I know this woman! She's my Luna! Why? Why is she here?
She just said it was her own that killed Shirley! I do not believe it! But if the murderer is not her, it seems that I just said something very excessive! I shouldn't have said to her that I could forgive the murderer!
No! This is a terrible situation! What I want to say is that I want Gina to take care of the killer herself! But, now ......
I feel like my brain is confused and I don't know how to explain what I just did.
"So killing a man can be mitigated by confessing! Alpha William! It was my sister who died! Why would you say such a thing! You are a very cold-blooded man! The thing I regret most is meeting you! If I hadn't met you, I wouldn't have had such a miserable love! If I hadn't met you, I wouldn't have been punished so much! If I hadn't met you, my sister, wouldn't have died!"
"You're the one who made me unhappy, and me falling in love with you is the most ridiculous thing in this world! You disliked my ugliness, hated my thinness, you even scolded me and beat me just for the sake of another woman! I tried my best to cooperate with you to maintain my position as Luna, but why did my sister die! I've tried so hard!"
"No one can be born with the finest of conditions... I am indeed a cripple! I don't deserve to live in this world! Without my sister, my world has no color, and I have long since stopped wanting to live! Alpha William, you've never loved me, have you? If I could be reincarnated, I only wish, God would keep me away from you."
Gina finished and jumped off the cliff, I rushed forward to try to catch her, but once again I failed!
I fell to the ground in grief! I cried out loud, I never thought I loved Gina, but when I saw her disappear in front of me with my own eyes, it was like a million tiny needles stabbing me inside at the same time, the pain was unbearable!
Why? Why was I in such pain? Tears kept flowing from my eyes, my brain was no longer in control of my body, it was constantly remembering everything about me and Gina, and now I realized what kind of emotions I felt inside.
I wanted to understand her because I was in love with her eyes, but the contempt in my heart for the weak kept me away from her, but that was my problem, and what did it have to do with Gina? What did she do wrong? I became very disgusted with myself now.
I looked in the direction where Gina had jumped, there was a raging river, this river was a tributary of the Chalvey, it was flowing fast, I felt desperate, I could no longer see Gina's body.
The extreme sadness made me feel blurred in my consciousness, my breathing became a bit rapid, and tears kept dripping down into the river water.
I looked at the rushing river and thought of my mother who had passed away.
That day, when my mother died, it was also a night like now, also by a river.
Mom died in my arms as she raised her hand to caress my face and wipe the tears from my face, "William, this incident is not your fault, please don't blame yourself in the future."
I cried in the storm, I kept calling out, but I couldn't keep my mom. I was so weak, I couldn't resist in the face of the army standing in front of me, and I couldn't protect my mom.
Later I thought that it was because I was weak that I couldn't protect those around me, and since then I would always tell myself that I wanted to be stronger and that I wouldn't put myself in that difficult situation again.
At the same time, I hate weak people, I am very strict with my soldiers and don't want to have weak people in my pack. Once I confirmed that Gina was one of the weakest wolves, I hated her from the inside.
But now I realize that it wasn't Gina I hated all along, it was my former self. There is nothing wrong with being weak, what is wrong is the person who treats the weak person. We are not qualified to criticize any of the weak, they have more courage than us! Even if God did not give them the strongest body, the most courageous fighting force, they still survived strongly, this is the courage we never have!
I pounded the ground in grief and kept shouting Gina's name. I had once again lost the person closest to me, and I no longer knew what I should do next.
I brace myself against the ground and make myself stand up, I'm going to find Gina, even if it's in the river I'm going to get her out! I also have to avenge Shirley, I think this is Gina's wish and I want to help her achieve it.
I jumped into the river, but its current was so strong that I couldn't see anything clearly in it. I swam for almost five hours but didn't see Gina.
My body was a little tired and if I continued to swim I would drown because I had no strength. I climbed up the bank and was surrounded by rocks. This is the only piece of high ground in the plain. I walked along the river bank and did not see Gina anywhere.
I once again looked along the riverbank, and in the end, I got no information.
I went back to my mansion, it was only six in the morning, I went back to my room to change my clothes and went straight to the barracks, at this time Ambow was not yet up.
I got in the car and first made a call to Jason and Albert to go to the Golden Hall to clean up the scene and investigate the information, I trusted Albert's meticulousness.
I didn't tell Forsford the news, I knew he would go crazy with grief over it, he still had trauma, and I didn't want to see him become as miserable as I was.
I went to the morning meeting at the barracks first. It was the first time I came to a morning meeting since I met Ambow, and it was all so familiar and strange to me.
I was surprised when Jason and Albert sent word that they hadn't seen any clues at the scene other than the blood trail that continued to the edge of the cliff.
Gina had no reason to kill her sister. She should have gone to the Golden Hall after receiving the mysterious letter, just like I did. If the messenger delivered the letter to us at the same time, there should be little difference between the time Gina and I arrived.
I saw her running out of the room after I arrived at the Golden Hall, when Shirley was not dead for a long time, which means that Gina arrived in a state where she most likely saw Shirley still not dead, which means she saw her sister die in front of her own eyes.
I felt a stabbing pain in my chest. It was such a painful feeling, and I can now relate to the pain Gina felt at that time.
When I calmly analyzed it, I realized that the biggest suspicion is the person who sent us the letter! That person could very well be the murderer, or of course, an accomplice! Or had seen Shirley and the killer struggle.
I recalled the letter again, the handwriting was not that of anyone close to me, it looked like it had been typed on a printer and I decided to search throughout the pack.
I gave this task to Jason and then contacted Horsford.
"King, may I ask what you want?"
"Yes, because this matter is important to you, I decided to go to your home and tell you in person."
"Oh! God! It's not another reward, is it? That would be so lucky for me!"
Not knowing how to answer, I hung up the phone and prepared to go to Forsford's house, where I called up the best doctor in the barracks, who specializes in treating all kinds of illnesses, including fainting spells caused by excessive grief.
When we arrived at Forsford's house, he was lying on his bed and saluting me, he was smiling, reminding me of Shirley at the end, and I sat beside Forsford for a long time, not knowing what to say.
"King, what is the matter today? You seem to have something on your mind."
"Horsford, Shirley hasn't returned today."
"King, yes. Is there something you want from Shirley?"
I looked at Forsford and said very seriously, "I saw her last night, but she told me she wouldn't be coming back here."
I saw Forsford's smile fade away, "King, Shirley told me with great certainty when she left that she would be back! Are you joking with me?"
"No, I saw her body with my own eyes."
Horsford's pupils gradually dilated, and I was ready to control Forsford's agitated emotions at any time.
Horsford kept staring at me for a long time, his head was shaking, gradually speeding up, "It can't be, William! It's impossible! God! Shirley is a very trustworthy person! I believe her! Oh, no! No, William, tell me! This is impossible!"
I held Forsford's shoulders, looked him in the eyes, and very seriously repeated what I just said, "Horsford, I know this thing you just heard words, is not acceptable, I understand your feelings!"
"No! Shirley! I'm going to find her! She must still be waiting for me somewhere!"
Horsford lifted the covers off himself and, with no shoes on his feet, prepared to run outside.
I signaled the doctor to stop Forsford, but he was so strong that he pushed the doctor to sit on the bed, and the bandages on his body cracked from the excessive movement, and the freshly healed wounds on his body opened up and blood flowed down his body.
I stood up and held out my hand to stop him.
"William! Please don't get in my way, now, now even if you were here! I'll rush out too!"
"Get out for what!" I roared.
"I'm going to Shirley! My dearest Shirley! She's my favorite lover!"
"She's dead!"
"No! She didn't! She said she'd be back!"
"Do you have to see Shirley's body to believe that?" I pulled Forsford by the collar of his shirt and shouted into his face, "She's in the Golden Hall right now, I got a letter last night, the guy told me to go to the Golden Hall, signed by Shirley, and when I got there, Shirley was lying in a pool of blood, not breathing!"
"I know, you are very sad, I saw that scene with my own eyes last night, the most worried is that you can't control your emotions, so I decided to come and tell you in person."
"I don't want to believe it! I won't listen!" Horsford covered his ears and shook his head vigorously.
"Horsford! You are the warrior of the Red night clan!" I pulled Forsford's hands down and said loudly to him, "You are a man! The truth is right in front of your eyes, and you're going to accept it! Shirley must not be the one who gave me the letter! We must go to investigate the truth!"
"I don't want to know any truth! I just want my Shirley back! William, you wouldn't understand my feelings at all! It's not the person you love the most who died!"
This was the first time Forsford had ever yelled at me in anger, and I was silent at his words. I sat down on the stool, relieved myself a little, and then said to him.