Reborn To Seduce My Bully's Alpha Father
I died at eighteen, three months after rejecting the Lycan heir who thought a mate bond meant I belonged to him.
Caden Ashford destroyed my life for saying no. He got my parents fired, spread vicious rumors, and when we fled the territory in desperation, our brakes failed on a mountain road. I died watching my parents bleed out, wondering if he'd sabotaged the car or if fate just hated me that much.
Then I woke up at the party where it all started.
This time I have a plan. That stranger I kissed to piss off Caden? Turns out he's Matthias Ashford, Caden's father and the most powerful Lycan Alpha in the region. Cold, ruthless, and a notorious playboy who never sleeps with the same woman twice.
Perfect.
I get a job at his estate as a maid. I seduce the untouchable Alpha. I make myself indispensable. And when Caden realizes his rejected mate is sleeping with his father? That's when the real fun begins.
Matthias thinks I'm just a rebellious teenager playing dangerous games. He has no idea I'm the quiet girl everyone underestimates, the one who remembers exactly how the next three months play out, who knows where all the bodies are buried, who will do whatever it takes to rewrite my fate.
Caden wants to own me. Matthias wants to possess me. The Lycan Council wants to control me.
But I'm done being anyone's victim.
I survived death once. This time I'm going to burn down everyone who tried to destroy me.
And if I have to become my bully's stepmother to do it? Even better.
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Chapter: Cassius ResponseChapter 164 The filing arrived on a Wednesday. Not through Council channels. Not through anything Caine's committee or Kane's coalition had jurisdiction over. Through the European Lycan Territorial Court's formal submission mechanism, a legal body so old and so rarely used that three of the five Council members who received notification of the filing had to ask their administrative staff what it was. Dante put the document on the kitchen table at seven in the morning. I read the title. Formal Assertion of Custodial Guardianship, Founding Bloodline HeirFiled Under Pre-Council Territorial Law, Article 7, Section 3. I set it down. "He's still using the statute," I said. "The one we repealed." "The Council's repeal applies to Council jurisdiction," Dante said. "The European Territorial Court operates under a separate legal framework. Pre-Council statutes repealed by the Lycan Council don't automatically..." "Don't automatically apply in European jurisdiction," I finished. "No,"
Last Updated: 2026-07-02
Chapter: ReleaseChapter 163 The submission went in on a Monday morning. Caine's committee. Official channels. The reformist faction's formal submission mechanism, which had been built specifically for this kind of significant evidentiary filing and had never been used for anything quite this significant before. Dante handled the technical process. Kane and two of his coalition Alphas were present as formal witnesses. Dorian sat in the gallery and said nothing and watched the clerk receive the documents with the particular stillness of a man watching something he'd waited twenty years for finally begin. I sat beside Matthias. My mother's name was in the header of the submission. Seraphina Vael. Researcher. Primary author. The clerk typed it into the official record without knowing what it meant to the people watching. It meant everything. The response was not immediate. That was the first thing I'd gotten wrong in my expectations. I had braced for something fast, the way the fake p
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Chapter: The DecisionChapter 162We stayed in the library until late.The research was spread across the table between us, my mother's handwriting on the labels, the documents in their careful sections, fifteen years of Marcus's safekeeping finally given physical form in a room where two people were trying to understand what to do with it.Matthias and me read. We didn't talk for the first hour. Just sat with the weight of what we were holding.Then I said, "We have to decide.""Yes," he said."Tonight," I said. "Not because there's a deadline. Because I've been carrying versions of this decision since Marcus first sat across from me in that office and I need it to be made."He set the document he was reading face down on the table and looked at me with the full attention he gave things that required it."Tell me what you're thinking," he said."If we publish it without preparation," I said, "it lands in Lycan society as an explosion. The legitimacy of forty years of Council authority, challenged all at o
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Chapter: Marcus Final GiftChapter 161Marcus came on a Tuesday morning with a bag I hadn't seen before.Not the soft-cornered folders. Not the careful rationing of information in pieces sized for safe handling. A proper bag, the kind you packed when you were carrying something you'd been holding for a long time and had finally decided to put down.He set it on the library table and sat across from me and looked at it for a moment before he spoke."I've been keeping something," he said. "For fifteen years. In pieces, in different locations, no copy in any single place." He held my gaze. "I need to give it to you now.""What is it?" I said."The research," he said. "Your mother's. The full version. Everything she and your father had assembled before the fire."The room went very quiet.Matthias, beside me, didn't move.I looked at the bag on the table between us and thought about what it meant to look at it. Twenty years of absence, compressed into a bag sitting on a library table. My mother's work. The thing sh
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Chapter: The NotebookChapter 160 I found it at the back of the wardrobe. Not lost, I'd put it there deliberately, in the weeks after Marcus gave it to me, when everything it contained felt too large to sit with alongside everything else that was pressing. I'd wrapped it in a cloth and put it behind my winter things and told myself I'd come back to it when there was room. There was room now. I brought it downstairs to the library. Set it on the table between us. Matthias looked at it the way he looked at things that were going to require something from him, with complete attention and no performance of readiness. "Together," I said. "Together," he said. I opened it. Marcus's handwriting was precise and small. The kind of handwriting that packed maximum information into minimum space, the habit of someone who had spent decades taking notes in margins and on scraps of paper that needed to hold a great deal. The first section was chronological. Twenty-three years ago: the first documented instance o
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Chapter: Dante viewsChapter 159The first night, he found her in the maintenance wing storage building before his team did.That was the thing he noted and kept. Not dramatic, she'd simply followed the depot logbook to the right building while his people were still pulling camera footage. But she'd been on the property for less than six hours and she'd moved through it like someone who knew the logic of spaces rather than their layout.He filed it under *useful* and kept watching.The second week he noticed she never moved through a room the same way twice.Not random. Deliberate variation, the kind that came from understanding that patterns were vulnerabilities. She cleaned Matthias's sitting room differently each visit, different starting point, different sequence, same result. He'd seen trained operatives who didn't think that carefully.He didn't mention it to Matthias.Not yet.He was still building his assessment.The assessment shifted on the night he found her at the supply room gate with her fat
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