Chapter 2

Aria’s wounds weren't very serious. The little dog didn't have much strength, but because she was an Omega, her wounds couldn't heal automatically and kept bleeding.

I was about to wrap her arm with bandages when the door was violently pushed open.

A tall, imposing figure stormed in, carrying the harsh winter air with him.

It was Dominic's.

He shoved me aside like I was filthy garbage, with no mercy at all.

I was caught off guard as his Alpha aura pressed down on me with crushing force. My wolf whimpered and trembled under his dominance, my legs giving out as I collapsed to the ground in a pathetic heap.

So embarrassing as I was, however, Dominic didn't even glance at me.

His eyes, which always held frost when looking at me, were now filled with undisguised heartache and anxiety for that Omega.

"Aria, what happened? How did you get hurt? Are you in pain? Is it serious?"

A blush rose on Aria's cheeks, and she looked somewhat uncomfortable.

"Dominic, don't be like this, there's someone else here..."

Only then did Dominic spare me a dismissive glance without any warmth

" She is just an insignificant person, and we don't need to pay any attention to her."

When he turned back to Aria, his tone instantly became indulgent, even carrying playful teasing.

"Or... is my darling getting jealous? Afraid I'm worried about someone else?"

"Don't worry, I've only ever had eyes for you."

Aria shyly buried her face in his chest.

No one cared about my existence at all.

I struggled to my feet.

Quietly left with my head down.

The door closed behind me, cutting off all the tender words inside.

My heart felt dead as ash.

Having been married for ten years, Dominic had always been impatient with me.

I had fought rogue wolves to help him protect pack resources, got severely injured, and was near death.

After being unconscious for three days, the first words I heard from Dominic when I woke up were accusations—that I wasted his time, that I delayed his work.

No matter what I did, it was always wrong in his eyes.

When I fell ill, he said I was deliberately playing pitiful to get his attention. When I got hurt, he said I was wasting time and delaying work. Even when I nearly died giving birth to our children, he said I brought it on myself.

However, Aria had only been scratched with a small cut; he was heartbroken.

I should have understood that no matter how many times we started over, Dominic's tenderness and love were only for Aria.

And I would always be the extra, eyesore, scheming destroyer in his eyes.

Walking home in a daze, my phone suddenly vibrated in my bag.

“Luna, everything went well. Your pups have arrived safely. The Alpha will never find them. Please rest assured.”

Those few short lines made me feel relieved.

Living again, I had to at least keep my pups safe.

Not long after I returned home, Dominic kicked the door open.

Without giving me any chance to react, he slapped me hard across the face.

"Elena!"

He gritted his teeth.

"I warned you to behave like a Luna and not to bother Aria! How dare you get into her house! What else do you want to do to her?!"

I covered my face and slowly raised my head, without saying a word.

He must have carefully tended to Aria before coming to settle accounts with me.

Seeing me remain silent, the disgust in Dominic's eyes grew stronger.

He pulled out a document and threw it in my face.

"Sign it!"

The papers fluttered down in front of me.

It was familiar — the psychiatric evaluation.

The same as in my previous life.

I looked down at that paper and suddenly burst into laughter,

Dominic frowned tightly, seeming to find my reaction even more unreasonable.

Finished laughing, I stopped and didn't cry or beg like I had in my previous life.

Instead, I wrote my name—Elena without hesitation.

I handed the signed document back to him.

He snatched it away with satisfaction and looked down at me with condescension.

"Since you were obedient this time, I'll spare two days each month to visit you and our children here."

I kept my head down, my long hair hiding the mockery at the corner of my mouth.

He still hadn't noticed that this mansion was empty.

Our children weren't here at all.

But he didn't care at all and hurriedly left.

What occupied his mind was probably only the small wound on Aria's arm that had long been treated well.