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Marked by Fate, Saved by Love

Marked by Fate, Saved by Love

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Reborn

Feel-Good Story

Plot Twists

Bias

Independence

Dual Rebirth

Face Slapping

Regret

Female Growth

The Blackwood Pack had a rule: no outsider was ever allowed to touch a newborn pureblood pup. So when my fated mate Damon Cross's childhood friend Yvonne Morgan reached for one of their sacred cubs, I stopped her. Yvonne decided I was being petty, that I was trying to humiliate her in front of everyone. So she ran off crying, tripped, and fell into a bog. By the time anyone found her, she was gone. Damon was convinced I'd done it on purpose—that I'd planned to get rid of Yvonne Morgan. He had me bound and locked in that basement dungeon for three days and three nights. Every hour felt like a year. "This is all your fault, you jealous witch. If it weren't for you, Yvonne would still be here!" "You're going to pay for what you did. Rot in there and think about it." I clawed my way out—dug a tunnel with my bare hands. I was so close. The night I finally broke free, Damon gave the order to have me thrown into the No-Man's-Land wolf pit. Then I opened my eyes. I was back. The night of the Full Moon Gala.

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Chapitre 1

Chapter 1

"Lily. Lily, make sure you've got the camera ready. You're taking pictures of me and the cub later."

A voice—so familiar it made my skin crawl—cut through the air beside me. My eyes snapped open. My hands flew to my body, patting myself down frantically. Arms. Legs. All still there. No claw marks. No torn flesh. My fingernails—still intact, not a single one ripped out.

I realized it in an instant.

I was back.

The day of the Full Moon Gala. The day I'd gone with Damon Cross and Yvonne Morgan to the Blackwood Pack's celebration.

Taking pictures of the cub? Yvonne was still the same reckless idiot she'd always been. I was about to open my mouth, trying to figure out how to shut her down—

"Lily, what the hell's wrong with you? Yvonne's talking to you. You deaf?"

"Whatever Yvonne wants to do today, you go along with it. Got it?"

Damon's voice cut in, yanking me out of my thoughts.

His eyes landed on me, and something about the way he looked at me felt... off. Like there was something underneath his words.

Was he threatening me?

Or—

Did he come back too?

I forced my face into a panicked frown and rushed out:

"Damon, you know I never thought we should bring a camera in the first place. And taking pictures of the cub? The Blackwood Pack has strict rules about—"

He waved me off before I could finish. Impatient. Dismissive.

"Yvonne's just a kid. She's curious about the cub, that's all. What's there to worry about?"

"Do you even realize how much she had to beg to get us this invitation? She's the reason our family's moving up. She's the one who made this happen. So if she's happy, she gets whatever she wants."

His words hit me like stones, one after another.

And I knew.

He was back too. Every single word he was saying—he was pushing the same script as last time.

Even with a second chance, I still meant nothing to him.

I looked at the two of them. Took a slow, deep breath.

Fine.

Perfect.

I had to keep him from getting suspicious, so I kept going:

"Damon, I know Yvonne's done a lot for you. But I've also heard the elders in my family talk about the Blackwood Pack's traditions. They have so many taboos. I just don't want any of this to backfire on you."

He waved me off again. Maybe if I'd used a different excuse, he might have paused. But family elders? In Damon Cross's world, I was nobody. And my family? Even less than that.

"Lily. Enough. Just do what Yvonne tells you."

There it was. The exact response I'd been fishing for.

From this moment on, I wouldn't say another useless word.

"Got it." I took the camera from her hands and actually urged them forward. "Come on. The ceremony's about to start."
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Chapter 1
"Lily. Lily, make sure you've got the camera ready. You're taking pictures of me and the cub later."A voice—so familiar it made my skin crawl—cut through the air beside me. My eyes snapped open. My hands flew to my body, patting myself down frantically. Arms. Legs. All still there. No claw marks. No torn flesh. My fingernails—still intact, not a single one ripped out.I realized it in an instant.I was back.The day of the Full Moon Gala. The day I'd gone with Damon Cross and Yvonne Morgan to the Blackwood Pack's celebration.Taking pictures of the cub? Yvonne was still the same reckless idiot she'd always been. I was about to open my mouth, trying to figure out how to shut her down—"Lily, what the hell's wrong with you? Yvonne's talking to you. You deaf?""Whatever Yvonne wants to do today, you go along with it. Got it?"Damon's voice cut in, yanking me out of my thoughts.His eyes landed on me, and something about the way he looked at me felt... off. Like there was something undern
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Chapter 2
Yvonne Morgan was beautiful, and she carried an air of mystery around her background—something vague but impressive enough that Damon Cross had convinced himself she was his ticket to the top.And honestly? In the last life, she had helped him. Just not the way he thought. Yvonne was all bark, no bite—playing up connections that didn't really exist. Neither of them ever figured it out.To keep Yvonne happy, Damon never hesitated to throw a few harmless jabs my way. A scolding here, a "stupid woman" there. Nothing that actually cost him anything.I'd long since stopped caring.The Blackwood Pack's Full Moon Gala was a massive affair. Every guest in attendance was either wealthy or powerful—no exceptions. Credit where it was due: Damon had pulled off one hell of a coup getting us invited. If he played his cards right tonight, made the right connections, his future would look very different.The pack had lit a massive bonfire at the center of the clearing. Dancers moved around it in wide,
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Chapter 3
"Damon, see? Even Lily says it's fine." Yvonne tugged at his arm, her voice dripping with coaxing sweetness. "I'll just go in for one quick cuddle, take a picture, and come right out. No one's even going to notice."Damon hesitated. He'd heard the rumors too—how fiercely the Blackwood Pack guarded their pups."Yvonne, maybe we should just drop it. If they catch you—""Oh, come on. Since when did you get so scared?" She pouted, her eyes already glistening. "He's just so adorable. And you know Lily's always looked down on me. If I can't even hold a little wolf cub, she won't say it out loud, but she'll be laughing at me on the inside."She leaned in closer, dropping her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "Besides, we're meeting the Frost Alpha next month. A photo of me with a Blackwood pureblood cub? That's going to open doors for you."And there it was—the waterworks. Her eyes spilled over, and Damon crumbled on the spot.In his mind, Yvonne was delicate. A sweet little omega, useful bu
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Chapter 4
Yvonne hit the ground so hard the impact knocked the air out of her. She sat there, trembling, her perfect little face streaked with tears and smeared mascara.The elder checked the pup first. Once he was satisfied the cub was unharmed, his gaze shifted to Yvonne's bloodied right hand—the scratches still oozing red."Elder, this is a misunderstanding!" Damon stepped forward instinctively, shielding Yvonne with his body. "She just thought the pup was cute. She wanted a photo. There was no malice, I swear!""No malice?" The guard who'd been tricked came storming back, his face twisted with rage. "I trusted you to watch the tent, and you let this she-wolf sneak in to defile our future Alpha? You outsiders are nothing but mongrels!""I didn't! I swear I didn't!" Yvonne sobbed, her carefully done makeup now a complete mess. She looked pathetic. Wrecked.Then something clicked behind her eyes. She whipped her head around, staring straight at me standing outside the tent, and screamed like I
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Chapter 5
Just as the Blackwood warriors dragged Yvonne onto the altar, ready to carry out the sentence, a deafening roar tore through the night from beyond the camp's perimeter.Blinding floodlights flooded the entire grounds, turning darkness into daylight in an instant. A dozen armored vehicles smashed through the wooden barricades, rolling straight up to the altar. The doors swung open in unison, and squad after squad of guards poured out—fully automatic rifles raised, surrounding the Blackwood Pack's sacred ground in a matter of seconds.Every eye in the camp locked onto the center vehicle. Its reinforced door clicked open.A man in a crisp military uniform stepped out. Broad-shouldered. Commanding. Every step he took carried the heavy, undeniable presence of a high-ranking Alpha.That was my father. Alpha of the Frost Pack. Jackson Frost.In my past life, I'd hidden my family background to protect Damon's fragile ego. And he'd repaid that kindness by locking me in a dungeon, torturing me f
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Chapter 6
When I finally stepped through the gates of my own home—past the rows of red-brick houses, breathing in the familiar floral scent that hung in the air—I finally let myself believe it. I was really back. Really alive.In my last life, I'd moved out for the sake of that so-called love. Damon's family never accepted me, so he'd stuck me in some cheap rental apartment on the outskirts of town. I'd bent over backward for him, given up everything, and what did I get in return?Three days and three nights in that dungeon.He'd whipped me until I passed out, doused me with cold water to wake me up, and started all over again. Over and over until he got tired. I'd almost died in that room.But the will to survive had clawed its way out of me. While Damon rested, I'd dug through that wall with my bare hands. I was so close. I could almost taste freedom. Then that night, he had me thrown into the No-Man's-Land wolf pit instead.After three days of torture, I had nothing left. No strength. No figh
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Chapter 7
The room fell into dead silence, broken only by the soft rustle of wind through the plane trees outside the window.I looked at Julian, and the tears finally broke free.All the pain, the despair from my past life—they all found their safe harbor in this moment."Julian, it's me. I'm back." I sobbed, throwing myself into his arms."Lily, I'm sorry. In that last life, I was too late—too slow to tell you how I felt. That's how Damon got his claws into you." Julian held me tight, his voice cracking, pressing kiss after kiss to the crown of my head. "Not this time. I'm not letting go. Anyone who dares to lay a finger on you? I'll burn their entire bloodline to the ground."We talked until the sky started to pale.He told me he'd woken up on the seventh day after my death. And the first thing he did in this new life? Find a way to get me back."The Cross family's invitation to the Blackwood Gala? I let that slip through on purpose." Julian's eyes went cold, a sharp glint cutting through the
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Chapter 8
At the main gate of the estate.Damon stood there in a filthy suit—its original color long since unrecognizable—hair matted, face crisscrossed with fresh and healing wounds. He looked like a homeless beggar who'd crawled out of a gutter."Halt! No entry without authorization!"The guard at the gate squared his chest, the cold metallic click of his rifle cutting through the air as he blocked Damon's path."Brother, I'm here to see Lily! I'm her fated mate—my name is Damon Cross!""I have urgent business with her. Please, just go tell her Damon's waiting outside. I'm begging you!"The guard's face remained stone-cold. "There's no one named Lily here. Leave now, or I'll have you detained for trespassing on restricted grounds.""That's impossible! Her father is Jackson Frost—how could she not be here?!" Damon screamed, his voice cracking with desperation.Right then, a sleek black Rolls-Royce Phantom rolled slowly out through the gates.The window glided down, revealing my face. Beside me,
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Chapter 9
Damon Cross had lost his mind.That was the news Julian brought me half a month later."After they dragged him off, he spent every day raving like a lunatic—mumbling about wolves, screaming that Lily was coming back. The Cross family has been completely cast out by the entire wolf nation. They're finished. Damon's been committed to a psychiatric hospital. He's not coming back."Julian peeled an orange as he spoke, his tone as casual as if he were discussing the weather."And Yvonne?" I took a slice he offered, the sweet-tart juice bursting across my tongue."Yvonne's story is worse." A cold smile tugged at Julian's lips. "Once the Cross family fell apart, Damon's mother turned all her rage on her. Beat her. Cursed her. Every single day. Yvonne's crippled hand got infected—she had no money for treatment, and the wound festered. So she tried to poison the old woman and run off with whatever cash she could grab."I paused mid-bite."Did the mother die?""Not dead. But she's a vegetable no
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