<h4>Chapter 194: The Will of God</h4>


    [Mona’s P.O.V]


    I had no idea about or control over what was happening to me. Thus, I decided to remain calm and telepathically ask Alonso for help.


    But when I turned to Alonso who was standing not far from me, I was surprised to see that his eyes werepletely nk while his mouth was slightly open as tears flowed out of his eyes.


    The images continued to y like a slideshow. And then, something even more amazing happened. I found a person I knew in the picture, and that person was standing just a few meters away from me at the moment.


    It was Alonso. I must be watching his history.


    The picture looked like he was in a hospital ward. In front of him was a woman lying on a bed. She looked very old. Her wrinkles looked as if they had been carved by a knife. There were tubes inserted into her face and body, and she looked very haggard.


    He held her withered hand as she opened her mouth, wanting to say something to him. He immediately moved his ear to her lips. His eyes were already red.


    “Goodbye, my strange sir.”


    The next second, the instrument beside her showed that her heart had stopped.


    Almost at the same time, a voice came into my ear.


    “Attack.”


    I had never heard such a voice before. I couldn’t even tell if it was from a man or a woman. It was very ethereal and distant, but it had an unquestionable power of deterrence. The voice wasn’t loud, but I felt like a sudden p of thunder in the silence.


    “Who is it?!” I shouted.


    “Attack.”


    This voice that made the nts tremble, but I felt that it was just an echo of the previous one.


    In an instant, I felt the power in my body begin to rise. I tried my best to suppress it, but it still shot out in the direction of Alonso.


    I screamed, and fortunately, the power that surged forth wasn’t that strong. It hit a tree next to Alonso that was as thick as two people and broke it in half.


    After a few seconds, Alonso seemed to havee back to his senses and he suddenly took a deep breath. His face even had traces of tears from earlier. I quickly ran over.


    “F*ck! What happened?”


    “What happened to you just now! Why didn’t you move and dodge my attack? I almost hit you!”


    “F*ck, I feel like I had been mentally controlled by someone just now.”


    “What?” I cried out in surprise.


    “Why did those d*mn things suddenly appear like a movie!” He seemed to be talking to himself but then he turned to me with a look of surprise.


    “Mona, was it you?”


    “I think I had seen what you just saw, but I didn’t know whose images they were until I saw you in one of them. Then, someone gave me an order to attack and I couldn’t resist.”


    I watched as Alonso crouched on the ground, scratching his hair. But he quickly looked back up at me.


    “God, it’s the Illusion of Despair. Mona, you’ve just unlocked a new ability, the Illusion of Despair!”


    “What’s that?” asked I in doubt.


    “You used your ability to control my mind!”


    “But I didn’t even want to control your mind!”


    “I know, I know. It seems like you’ve activated your new ability by chance. You’ve put all my past experiences into my mind, making me temporarily lost in those weak moments. I couldn’t sense the outside world at all, nor could I move. Ipletely lost the ability to fight back.”


    “Are you saying that the people in the images I saw just now were all you?? But they all looked different!”


    “Have you forgotten that I had changed my appearances multiple times over the years?” asked he, his voice still trembling. “Yes, those experiences were all mine. They were my past.”


    “You tried tomit suicide?”


    “Yes, after I found out that I was immortal, I tried tomit suicide many times. I had been watching my loved ones die before me, but I was powerless. I could I not be in despair?”


    “I’m sorry.”


    “It’s all in the past. But they’re still vivid in my mind. Gosh, I had only read about Illusion Despair in the books. I never knew that it was a real ability. Although it is not an attack skill, it has the potential to be more lethal than dealing a physical blow to someone.”


    When Alonso, or Steven, told me that the voice that had just given me the order was from the moon goddess, I almost wanted to offer my knee. Although the moon was the mother of my wolf Charlotte as well as that of all the other werewolves’ wolves, I had never received her instructions or heard her voice.


    Steven and I both took a moment to calm ourselves. But I couldn’t help but ask the question.


    “Steven, can you tell me who the woman at the bedside was? If you don’t want to tell me, that’s fine.”


    “She was my second mate, but I rejected her.”


    “Why?”


    “Forgive me but I can’t bear to see my mate die in front of me. I loved her, and I loved her deeply, Madly. The more I did, the more afraid I was of facing her death. She was one of the few she-wolves who knew my background, but I rejected her so she chose to stay unmarried for the rest of her life.”


    “Susan- Did my aunt know about her?”


    “She did.”


    I didn’t say anything more. Although I had activated a new ability that seemed very powerful and useful, peering into Alonso’s life had made me feel a sadness so heartbreaking that I didn’t want to go through it again.


    I just hoped that I could use it on the hateful people I needed to use it on, not the people I was close to.