LOGIN"You actually thought I'd marry you for you?" His mouth curled. "You fat, disembodied creature." "I should've never rejected my fated mate for a bulldozer like you." "You were never meant to be Luna," I, Phoebe Rousey died on my fifth wedding anniversary, betrayed twice over. My mate, Alpha Simon of the BlackAsh pack, has spent five years using me only to seize both my birthright and the Starlight throne — and on the night I finally catch him, he tells me the truth: he rejected his real fated mate, Stella, to marry me for power alone. Before I could process the wreckage of my marriage, Stella tears through the glasshouse Simon once built me with his own hands and murders me in cold blood, jealous of every year I spent as Luna in her place. I woke up twelve days before my original bonding ceremony, young again and armed with memories no one else should have. Determined not to become a pawn a second time, I hide my knowledge behind the same soft, unsuspecting mask I wore the first time around, quietly preparing my pack for a war I now know is coming. When Simon reappears with his same practiced charm, I play along, accepting his invitation to the Crescent Festival — and his public proposal — with calculated precision instead of naive devotion. Stella is there too, and she remembers everything from our first life, including the murder. With her once-victim now forewarned and her rival still very much alive, Stella makes clear she's willing to kill me all over again. Armed with foreknowledge but facing an enemy who shares it, I must decide how far she's willing to go to survive — and win — this time.
View MorePhoebe's POVI walked into the hall, and nothing had changed. The same crystal chandeliers hung glittering overhead at the far end, the same rich, smoky incense curled through the air, the same marble floor stretched out beneath my feet like it remembered me even if I wished it didn't.Famous wolves from packs across the region filled the room, their voices a low murmur beneath the string quartet. I walked the red carpet exactly as I had in my past life — chin high, spine straight, gown trailing behind me like a whisper.Except this time, I wasn't naive. This time, I walked like the room already belonged to me.The moment I crossed the threshold, every head in the hall turned. The ceiling above had been left open to the sky, and moonlight spilled down in silver sparkles, catching the deep red of my gown as I moved. In my first life, I'd assumed the stares were about the dress — the way it clung to my hips, the way my mask matched it perfectly, blood-red against pale skin.I knew bette
Phoebe's POVI walked back to the dining table, Flora's eyes tracking me the entire way, searching my face for something she couldn't quite name. I let her look. Let her wonder. She wasn't the only one who'd notice something had shifted in me — she just wouldn't understand what, or why, until it was far too late to matter."Dad, let's train more soldiers," I said, ignoring Flora's stare and turning my full attention to my father instead. "We never know what could happen."He raised an eyebrow, mild surprise crossing his face. "That's... a sudden request, Phoebe.""Better prepared than sorry." I kept my voice light, casual, like the words weren't the first quiet move in a war he didn't know had already started. There was no version of this life where I let Simon do to me what he'd done before. Not again. Not while I still had breath to plan with."But Phoebe—" Flora started, brow furrowed, and I could already hear the question forming behind her teeth. Why now? What aren't you telling
Phoebe's POV I gasped awake, sitting bolt upright in bed, my chest heaving like I'd just run for my life. Sweat clung to my skin. My heart slammed against my ribs so hard it hurt, and for one disorienting second, I braced for the pain — the claws, the blood, the shattered glass ceiling above me. None of it came. Just soft morning light and the smell of clean sheets. The door flung open before I could process any of it. "Hi, Miss Rousey." Shantel stepped in, brisk and cheerful, like this was any other ordinary morning. "You have a very important discussion with Alpha Raymond. Your father." Father. The word landed strangely, like a puzzle piece forced into the wrong slot. Nothing about the room felt right. Everything was too bright, too sharp, too young somehow — and yet none of it made sense until the memory hit me in a single violent wave. Stella's claws. The paper crushed in my fist. Simon's voice calling me disembodied. The warmth of my own blood pooling beneath me on the glas
Phoebe's POV"Uhm, did I interrupt something?" Stella stood frozen in the shattered doorway, glass glittering around her boots like she'd stepped out of a nightmare wrapped in silk. Both our eyes had snapped to her, and for one suspended second, nobody moved.She wasn't supposed to be here. She wasn't allowed to be here. And yet none of that mattered anymore — not with the paper still crushed in my fist, not with the words on it burning through my mind like acid."How dare you, Simon." My voice cracked as I turned on him. "You want to enslave the people of my pack. My people. The Starlight pack."The remorse he'd worn only minutes ago was gone. In its place was something colder, sharper — a stranger's face stitched onto my mate's body."Wow." He let out a low, humorless chuckle, eyes locked on mine without a flicker of shame. "You finally know. So what exactly are you going to do about it, Luna?"The pieces slid into place all at once, and the floor seemed to tilt beneath me. "Is that






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