All Chapters of Revenge of The Shadow Heir: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

SAMALAH:‘Now, what shall I do with you? Which option would be beneficial,’ I asked myself internally.I looked at the unconscious she-wolf on the barren floor, and I controlled my urge to laugh. It was rather funny to think that a few hours ago, she was inseparable with my Tristan, but now she’s here battling life and death.“I guess the gods really do favor me after all,” I muttered.Throughout the night, I watched as Dahlia and Tristan flirt heavily at the auction hall. They played the part of a perfectly loving couple, but I knew the truth. It was after all my idea.Shortly after setting me free, Count Milford had adopted me as his niece and Tristan and I became inseparable. I was the first person who learned the story of his past aside from uncle, and he was the first person whom I shared my mother and father’s predicament with.We were both wounded children, and we lost the chance to live with our lo

DAHLIA:I lie awake in bed next to Samalah, strongly feeling both dread and despair. Somehow, everything she told me was so hard to take in…So… I was already married, and my husband was a cruel jerk who betrayed me. Now, we are on the run because my identity was exposed in an illegal auction.I could barely remember hearing a tale about Shadow wolves from somewhere, but Samalah helped fill me in the details of who the Shadow Runes were.She said we were already orphans when met each other. We were sold as slaves, but we had sworn to stick by each other through thick and thin.  I don’t know how much I could really trust Samalah’s words, but so far, she had been nothing but kind and patient towards me, explaining all the details that my memory had failed to recover.There was actually someone else I could ask regarding this matter, but as of the moment, I was having a very hard time reaching out to her...

DAHLIA:The sun has already reached its peak when I woke up. Samalah was kind enough to prepare some breakfast for the day’s journey.“You have to eat up a lot, sister. After all, you are eating for two now.”I looked down at my belly and placed my hands over it. Was it really true? Was a child really growing inside me when it wasn’t even apparent?...Before I slept, I was thinking what to do. Samalah said my husband was a monster. If he was, then I could be carrying someone who could turn out to be as devilish and as menacing, right?And yet, the alternative – ending this child’s life – didn’t feel like even an option for me at all. Even though I do not remember anything, I was sure I don’t want to see this child leave.Things would be hard from now on, I guess… I was going to be a mother soon.“By the way, sister, it’s inevitable that we’ll meet people al

TRISTAN:I didn’t know what else to tell Dahlia, so I began to tell her the most basic of all truths between us...“You and I – we are fated mates… Can’t you tell?”That’s right. I found Dahlly just now, but I couldn’t just snatch her away as I pleased… especially now that she had lost her memories of me…Last night, I ventured by myself further into the forest surrounding Dalrus. I knew Samalah was someone who hated crowds. She often went alone and acted alone. If she had planned to kidnap Dahlia, she would probably run into the woods with her and hide her there until her plan was fulfilled.Samalah was always highly suspicious of people. I thought I was the only one whom she trusted before we planned to extract our revenge against the Talandor royals, but seeing how she had me framed at Payn, it was safe to say she shifted her trust to someone else she could control.Thus, inst

TRISTAN: I admit it. I was furious beyond reason. I even imagined strangling Samalah with my own bare hands at this very moment... As always though, she remained calm and emotionless. She must be confident that I wouldn’t or I couldn’t hurt her at all. She had always trusted our intertwined history together. “Calm yourself. I can’t breathe,” she quietly said. I looked into her eyes and tried to decipher the depth of the schemes that were going through her head. Despite growing up together under Uncle’s Milford’s care, I could never really figure out this woman. I channeled the emotions inside my heart. She was right. I didn’t want to hurt her. Not until I hear her words about this ruckus with Dahlia. As soon as I released the hold on the air around us, Samalah gasped. Finally, she was showing some fear when she looked back at me after being unable to breathe properly. “Why are you pretending to be him? Why are you assuming some