Reborn to the Alpha’s Obsession
WerewolfDark RomanceAlphaLycanLunaDivorceReborn
🔥⚠️Warning: Explicit Content (18+)
He betrayed my love. He ripped my throat open on the stone altar. And by the time he realized he had slaughtered the wrong woman, it was already too late.
I, Thalia, was nothing but a wolfess-less human used as a political shield by Alpha Vance. For years, I gave him everything, believing that being locked away in my room was his way of protecting me, while Vance poured all his passion into the bed next door with my best friend, Elena. On the night of the coronation, I died a tragic death, my human blood drained completely just to awaken the dormant wolf power of his secret mistress.
But death did not destroy me. Instead, it awakened an ancient, long-forgotten bloodline of blood witches within my veins, violently hurling my soul back into the past—right on the day of our grand betrothal banquet.
Reborn with full memories of the future, I refuse to be a fragile doll ever again. I choose to burn everything down. I publicly reject Vance in front of the entire pack council, shattering his pride, and flee into the forbidden Blackwood Forest to strike a dark alliance with Lysander, the ruthless Lycan King feared as a god of death.
Can I rise into a formidable woman alongside Lysander to crush Vance’s allies and masterfully manipulate this blood-soaked destiny? Will I be strong enough to personally execute my former betrothed to satisfy my vengeance, then seize the crown of the ultimate High Luna in the most magnificent wedding the continent has ever seen? And what will truly become of my relationship with the terrifying Lycan King in the midst of a fated mate bond that constantly burns us alive?
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Chapter: Chapter 77: The Forbidden BloodThalia's POV The fissures in the altar pulsed with a rhythmic, sickly light—like a heart that had been jolted awake after a thousand years of slumber. I leaned forward, my curiosity overriding my caution, desperate to examine the dark, swirling energy leaking from the cracks. Before my fingertips could even brush the freezing stone, a hand clamped firmly around my waist from behind. I was hauled backward with such unrelenting force that my heels dragged against the snow, offering no room for protest. "Stay back," Lysander growled against my ear, his body acting as an impenetrable wall between me and the altar. "You heard Raven. Your blood could tear this thing open wide enough to swallow us whole." "I only wanted to see it, Lysander. I wasn't going to touch it." "I don't give a damn about your intentions," he shot back, his voice vibrating with a raw, jagged edge of anxiety he no longer bothered to mask. His arm remained locked around me, anchoring me to him. "One stray drop of b
最終更新日: 2026-07-13
Chapter: Chapter 76: The Buried NameLysander’s POV The chanting reached my ears long before our eyes caught the flicker of the fires in the distance. It wasn't the rhythmic drone of common men. The tones were heavy, guttural, and repetitive, sung in a language I had heard only once in my entire life—carved onto the ancient medal of my family’s heritage, never spoken aloud by anyone still living. "Do you hear that?" Thalia whispered beside me, her entire body rigid with tension. "I hear it," I replied, my voice a low, gravelly rasp. "It’s the same language as the carvings on my medal." We crawled to the lip of the final cliff that separated us from the small valley below, and the sight that greeted us made my jaw lock until my teeth ached. A stone altar stood at the center of a circle of flames, surrounded by dozens of cultists in black robes who swayed in perfect, hypnotic unison to their own chanting. Bound to the altar by silver chains, Raven struggled weakly—she was alive, she was conscious, but she was clearly
最終更新日: 2026-07-13
Chapter: Chapter 75: The King’s WrathThalia's POV I hadn't even managed to reach Brandon before Lysander exploded into motion—not running, but surging forward in the form of a massive, coal-black wolf that no longer held back even a shred of his primal ferocity. The five cultists surrounding Brandon didn't even have time to scream. Lysander’s jaws tore through the first, his massive claws shearing through the chest of the second, sending a spray of dark blood splattering across the pristine snow. I dove into the fray alongside him. My silver dagger found the throat of the third soldier, while my blood magic coiled around the ankles of the fourth, jerking his legs out from under him before he could even raise his blade. Lysander took care of the last one himself—not quickly, and certainly not with mercy. He clamped his jaws around the man, hoisted him high into the air, and slammed him down against the frozen rocks with such violent force that the very earth beneath us shuddered. This wasn't the Lysander who hel
最終更新日: 2026-07-13
Chapter: Chapter 74: The King’s Blood DoorLysander’s POV Why did someone else know of a secret path that even Thalia had only just discovered through her ancestor's visions? The question circled wildly in my mind as we stepped into the dark stone tunnel, illuminated only by the faint red glow of Thalia’s magic shimmering in her palm. "Don't speak," I whispered, my ears catching the echo of our own footsteps bouncing too loudly in the narrow passage. "Sound travels far in here." Thalia nodded, her silver dagger gripped tight in her other hand. We followed the tracks deeper, passing ancient carvings on the walls depicting a wolf and a woman standing side by side—the same imagery from Thalia’s vision of Malakor and Ysolde. The footprints suddenly stopped in front of a small alcove, then turned back the way they came, as if whoever had entered before us had decided to leave through the same path. "They came in, then left," Thalia whispered, a frown creasing her brow. "Why?" "Maybe they found what they were looking
最終更新日: 2026-07-12
Chapter: Chapter 73: The Invisible PathThalia's POV "You want to split our forces in two, when they outnumber us a hundred to one?" Brandon stared at me as if I had completely lost my mind. "Not split to fight," I replied, my voice steady. "Split to distract." We were huddled behind a cluster of jagged rocks, observing the valley below where Matriarch Vessa’s forces guarded the cave entrance. Their torches were packed tight—far too tight for five people to breach using conventional tactics. "Explain," Lysander said. His voice was flat, but his eyes narrowed in that familiar, wary way—he knew this tone, the sign that I was courting disaster. "The seal created by Malakor and Ysolde must have more than one entrance," I said, recalling the fractured visions I had seen in my chambers. "A ritual of that magnitude? They wouldn't have relied on a single entryway that anyone could stumble upon. There are hidden paths—paths that can only be felt by the blood of the creators." "Your blood," Raven concluded softly. "My bl
最終更新日: 2026-07-11
Chapter: Chapter 72: A Welcome in the Mountain PassLysander’s POVThe message haunted my thoughts even after we buried the soldiers beneath the frozen ground and pressed on through the increasingly steep mountain pass."We should split up," Brandon proposed as we paused at a fork in the trail, his breath fogging in the frigid air. "One group takes the main road, the other the side path. If one gets trapped, the other can still reach the Ancient Archives.""No," I answered firmly. "We stay together. Splitting up only makes it easier for them to pick us off one by one.""Lysander is right," Thalia added, her eyes scanning the mountain slopes with the alertness of a seasoned warrior. "Vessa wants us to panic and make rash decisions. We will not give her the satisfaction."We continued, our horses treading carefully over slick rocks dusted with fresh snow. Every shadow cast by the trees felt like a threat; every howl of the wind felt like a whisper from The Shackled, lurking in the distance."Something is moving to the right," Raven
最終更新日: 2026-07-08
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