Chapter 3

That day, I left work with Sophie as usual.

She had opened up to me a lot, and I was determined to find out the real reason why she had jumped into the sea in our past life.

Everyone thought I pushed her.

Even Alexander believed it.

After all, I had a history.

But I didn't do it.

I never even touched a shred of her clothing.

She had just cried and jumped on her own.

I thought maybe something had happened with Sophie's family that made her suicidal.

"Sophie, if you're in any trouble, you have to tell me. I'll help you!"

Sophie froze for a second, then her eyes reddened.

She was in trouble.

She was just about to speak.

Suddenly, a group of rogues emerged from the shadows of the parking garage.

They looked dangerous, and they were carrying weapons.

I knew some self-defense from when I was younger, and my werewolf instincts allowed me to hold my own for a bit.

But Sophie was not doing well.

Just as a club was about to swing down on her, I didn't think twice.

I threw myself in front of her.

A sharp pain exploded in the back of my head, and my world went black.

When I woke up, the back of my head and my back were throbbing with a burning pain.

I was covered in dirt, but the scene in front of me was too shocking to process.

Sophie was lying nearby, her clothes torn, her eyes empty and vacant.

"Hey, Sophie, what happened?"

My voice was trembling.

I ignored the pain and fumbled for my phone.

I just wanted to call my Alpha.

But the screen was shattered and wouldn't turn on.

Just then, a blinding light hit my face.

I squeezed my eyes shut.

The sound of police sirens mixed with Alexander's furious roar.

A powerful wave of his Alpha scent rooted me to the spot.

I watched him rush past, his entire being radiating pain and despair.

"Elena..." His voice was a raw, broken whisper. "I thought you were better... How could you... do this?"

His eyes were red with anguish, his Alpha presence chaotic and overwhelming from his loss of control, making it hard to breathe.

I stared at him, confused, before it slowly dawned on me.

He had it all wrong.

He thought I… He thought I did this to her.

"Alex, no… it wasn't me."

Alexander swept Sophie up into his arms.

He didn't even look at me again, just growled, "Delete what's on your phone. Wait for me at the manor."

His voice was low, suppressing a volcano of emotion.

I watched his retreating back, my vision blurring with tears.

"It really… wasn't me…"

Finally, all my strength drained away, and the world faded to black again.

I dreamed of my past life, of Alexander looking at me with that same cold fury after Sophie's fall.

I was at the police station for questioning.

That was the first time Alexander ever released his true, hostile Alpha command on me.

That invisible pressure shattered my heart more than any slap ever could.

"How could you do something like this…"

"I'm so disappointed in you."

"I wish I had never brought you into our pack."

His eyes held a chilling calm that was born from the deepest grief.

I couldn't blame him.

After all, on the rooftop that day, it was just me and Sophie.

No one would believe that a promising Beta with a bright future would just fall into the ocean for no reason.

But even though Alexander didn't believe me…

He still got me the best lawyer.

There were no cameras installed by the seaside, no direct evidence that I had pushed Sophie.

They couldn't find my fingerprints on her.

The pack council even considered the possibility that I had used dark magic to compel her to jump.

In the end, her death was ruled an accident.

Alexander paid a huge sum of money to Sophie's mother.

But she still came to our packhouse every day to cause a scene.

So, after it was all over in my past life, Alexander disbanded the pack.

He donated our entire fortune to charity to atone for what he believed was my sin.

Then he moved with me back to the old family estate in the north.

I had ruined his life.

Without me, he would have had a brilliant future.

No matter what anyone else thought…

To Alexander, the Omega he brought home had killed the woman he loved.

From that day on, nothing could ever be the same.

I jolted awake, staring up at the familiar bedroom ceiling.

Thank Moon Goddess, I was reborn. It was a chance to start everything over.

Alexander was sitting by my bed, looking exhausted, with dark circles under his eyes.

When he saw I was awake, a flicker of light returned to his eyes.

Then he pulled me into a hug, holding me tightly, so tightly.