Chapter 2

After hanging up the phone, I immediately mobilized 50 elite warriors.

Five minutes later, I sat in the center of ten bulletproof armored vehicles, a cold sneer curling my lips.

In my past life, the appearance of those rogues was too suspicious.

The Northern borders are heavily guarded. How could hundreds of rogues silently bypass the defense line and accurately block my only route to the hospital?

Unless someone guided them.

Half an hour later, I had all the warriors lie in wait at the edge of the forest.

Suddenly, another convoy of black SUVs rushed over.

Before the lead car even came to a complete stop, a golden figure jumped out.

It was Emma. My sister.

Behind her followed fifty murderous mercenaries.

"Aria! Don't be afraid! I'm here!"

"I don't care who it is this time. If they dare touch you, I'll rip their head off and use it as a soccer ball!"

The moment I saw her, I knew she had been reborn too.

I laughed, laughed until tears almost spilled out.

"Sis, you're back too."

Emma froze.

She looked at the ambush I had already set up.

"Ah—!!" Emma suddenly screamed and hugged me tightly, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Where's Noah?!" I gripped her arm.

Emma took a deep breath, instantly putting away her tears.

"I sent him to the Neutral Territory. He's safe."

I let out a sigh of relief. "Sis, I've made up my mind. After we deal with this pack of rogues, I'm going to sever the mate bond with Evan."

Emma sneered, drawing a silver knife from her waist. The blade flashed cold in the air.

"What a coincidence. I was thinking the exact same thing. That bastard Lucas will never see my son again in this lifetime."

I thought back to a few years ago.

We were the most envied existences in the entire wolf world.

Twin sisters, mated to the twin Alpha leaders.

They spent 100 million dollars to hold the most luxurious wedding for us.

After the ceremony, they spoiled us rotten.

Evan would run across half the city in the middle of the night just to buy me strawberries.

Just because Emma casually mentioned she liked the ocean, Lucas spent 500 million dollars buying a private island for her vacations.

The day he found out I was pregnant, Evan spun me around in the snow a dozen times.

He knelt on the ground, kissed my belly, and swore an oath:

"Aria, I will guard you two with my life. You are my everything."

But all of that changed three months ago.

During a routine border patrol, they encountered a group of rogues attacking Sophia.

They saved her. She played the damsel in distress perfectly, claiming she could predict the future.

To repay the Alphas' kindness, she said she was willing to drain her own power to predict rogue attacks for the Pack.

Soon, she successfully warned them of several small-scale attacks.

Evan and Lucas acted like they had found a treasure, pampering her endlessly.

"Sophia sacrificed her health for the Pack."

"Sophia has no family; we need to look out for her."

Later, on our wedding anniversary, Sophia said she had a headache, and they left.

On Noah's birthday party, Sophia said she had a nightmare, and they left.

Until my past life, when we were surrounded by the wolf pack, begging for help in despair.

They were by Sophia's bedside, transferring energy to her.

They said: "Cut the drama. Sophia didn't see any danger coming, so there isn't any. You're just jealous. Can you stop annoying us?"

Fine.

Since you don't want to be annoyed.

Then we will disappear completely.

"Awooo—!!!"

A bloodcurdling howl suddenly erupted from the depths of the woods.

Over a dozen pairs of glowing green eyes lit up in the forest.

They were really here.

Emma licked her lips, revealing her bloodthirsty fangs.

I raised my right hand, watched the first huge rogue rush out of the trees, and coldly spat out one word:

"Kill."