Mafias Possession (THREE WAYS IN ONE JOURNEY)

This has been a day she have anticipated for all her life, her eighteenth birthday, the day when she will fully transform to a werewolf and bond with her mate, it was supposed to be the day when she will prove herself as the true heiress and Alpha Queen of the Silver Pack.

But it seemed fate had written it's own story, everything happened too fast, way too fast for her to understand.

Blood tasted like rust and broken promises.

Aurelia Nightfall dragged herself through the dirt, every breath a razor cutting her chest. The cold mud of the Forbidden Woods sucked at her gown as though the earth itself wanted to bury her.

“Keep crawling,” Seraphine’s voice called out behind her—sweet as honey, poisonous as wolfsbane.

Aurelia’s nails dug into the soil.

Her sister. Her beloved little sister.

The girl she protected, defended, gave everything to.

And the one who drove the dagger between her ribs.

Wolves circled, eyes gleaming—waiting for their Alpha Princess to fall still so they could feast.

The Alpha Prince—her fated mate—stood over her with cruel satisfaction burning in his once beautiful eyes.

“You’re a disgrace,” he said, wiping her blood off his blade.

“Why would the Moon Goddess mate me with trash?”

Aurelia’s vision blurred as she stared up at him.

He was the destiny she once prayed for.

Now her executioner.

Seraphine crouched, grabbing Aurelia’s chin with manicured fingers.

“Sister,” she whispered. “Did you truly think you deserved to rule? You can’t even shift.”

She smiled—pure victory.

“Thank you for stepping aside for me.”

Aurelia’s heart cracked—pain deeper than the wounds tearing her body apart.

Lightning flashed. Wind roared.

Somewhere, the moon wept.

Aurelia’s voice was a rasp of broken hope.

“I loved you, Seraphine.”

Her sister’s eyes flashed with hatred.

“And that was your first mistake.”

The silver blade plunged deeper—straight through Aurelia’s heart.

Darkness swelled. Her wolf screamed inside her skull—too late. Far too late.

A rustle tore through the trees.

A growl like thunder.

The ground shook beneath her body.

Seraphine’s smirk finally fell.

“He’s here,” the Prince whispered, trembling.

“The Monster Alpha…”

Silver eyes slashed through the night—feral and furious.

The Rogue King.

The richest, strongest, and most feared Alpha in history.

He shifted mid-stride, towering, lethal fury carved into every line of his body.

His gaze locked onto Aurelia—

—and something ancient, dangerous, and possessive snapped inside him.

“Who touched what is mine?”

But Aurelia’s strength was gone.

The last thing she saw was his hand reaching for her—

—too late.

Her heart stopped.

Silence.

Then… a voice.

Not earthly.

Not mortal.

> "Child of Silver Flame… your story is not done.

Die today… and rise stronger with dawn.

You will return.

Power awakened.

Memory preserved.

Vengeance blessed.

Live again… and destroy the fate that destroyed you".

🔥 Aurelia gasped—

Her soul yanked from death—

Light swallowing darkness—

**

She was reborn.

Her second chance had begun.