I quickly changed my expression back to normal. With a calm gesture and a fake smile, I turned my gaze to Kaelen, who seemed a little surprised by my reaction.
If it were the old me, I would have immediately shown my dislike for Seraphyne. But now, Kaelen was nothing more than trash that couldn't even be recycled. “Congratulations to you, Young Alpha.” A gaze that felt burdensome was directed at me. I turned abruptly, looking at my father with a worried expression on his face. Right. I forgot to tell my father that I no longer liked that worthless man. Due to Kaelen’s confusion over my response, Alpha immediately took over the conversation. “As you know, the pack members have always considered you the perfect match for Kaelen. The elders have also proposed the same.” I smiled bitterly. Perfect? They were even afraid just by seeing me. “However, now they are questioning your position due to the arrival of Kaelen’s mate. A meeting will be held soon to discuss this matter. I’m sure the General has also received the invitation.” I turned to look at my silent father. A long sigh escaped my lips, representing the exhaustion now screaming through every part of my body. Even the blood cells in my body were resisting any further involvement with Kaelen. “Alpha, there is no need to hold a meeting to discuss this matter.” Alpha’s face was filled with confusion. “What do you mean by canceling the meeting?” Once again, I placed my right palm on my left chest. “Forgive your servant, who is filled with shortcomings. Alpha, I will step down from my position as the candidate for Young Alpha’s couple. Young Alpha’s mate can fill that vacancy.” Silence enveloped the vast, opulent room. After several minutes, Alpha resumed the conversation, which was solely to reconsider my decision. He might have thought that someone who loves Kaelen wouldn’t easily give up that position. Of course, with a charming smile, I tried to reassure him as much as he questioned me. Even now, my father, who is the closest person to me, also asks about my sudden decision. The car’s wheels keep turning, just like my father’s endless anxiety. “Lyara, are you sure you no longer want to be by Young Alpha’s side?” I roughly wiped my face. “Father, I already made it clear earlier. I no longer love Kael… Young Alpha” I must stop my habit of calling Kaelen by his nickname. I will completely sever ties with that man. Just thinking about him makes the corners of my lips curl into a smile. “I just don’t want you to regret your decision just because you’re filled with anger toward Young Alpha’s mate right now. You might change your mind once your head cools down.” “I’m sorry for not telling you sooner. The news that Young Alpha had found his mate on the way back from the war had already spread by the time they arrived at the pack.” Father stared intently into my eyes and took one of my hands to give it a gentle stroke. “The pack members are comparing you to the Young Alpha’s mate. I tried to shield you from that because of your current condition. But truly, I don’t want to hide it from you for too long. Just until your health improves.” A warm feeling spread gently through my chest. Even though my father was confused at the moment, for some reason I was enjoying his concern for me. A sense of happiness welled up inside me. I hugged my father’s arm with a wide smile. Yeah, my father was both firm and gentle. And lately, he had become very gentle. “I know you’re just trying to protect my feelings, and I don’t mind that. Your presence alone is enough for me. I don’t need anything else,” I said playfully. A gentle caress touched the top of my head. “You’ve been acting spoiled toward me these past few days. Are you expecting something?” I pouted my lips. “How could Father think that? I’m not expecting anything. I just want to act spoiled like this.” I turned my face away in annoyance. “Can’t I act like this?” Father chuckled softly. “Of course you can. Whatever it is for you, my dear daughter.” I shook my head. No, this wasn't the time for me to relax like this. Destiny had gone awry, and I had played a part in it. Does that mean everything I’ve experienced in the past has also changed? Though it didn’t cause a major shift that affected the entire world, it was enough to impact the Gravepine pack. I released my grip on my father’s arm. “Father, may I ask how the Alpha and the Young Alpha won this war?” “You ask as if you’ve never been in a war before.” My father ruffled my hair. “Of course they eradicated the rogues, and it ended with the Alpha beheading the rogue leader. You saw the head without the body yourself when they paraded it along the pack’s streets to proclaim their victory instead of riding in a car, didn’t you?” he continued. I nodded stiffly. Though I was forcing a smile, my mind was filled with tangled threads with no end. There was no specific attack that should have cornered the Gravepine pack. Was it because of my father’s absence? Doesn’t that mean they were targeting my father instead of the Alpha? “Lyara!” My body tensed. Something screamed inside me, it was my wolf! Hot liquid boiled, trying to break out of my body. I spat it out, coughing with my hands pressed against my lips. My body trembled, my vision blurred. Dark red liquid soaked my palms. “Lyara!” my father’s anxious voice grew fainter until it faded into silence. *** What’s wrong with me? I feel like a chunk of iron heated in a furnace. My body feels as though it’s been struck by a large, heavy, lifeless rock. I shift my gaze to the side; the familiar furniture in the room appears blurry. With all my strength, I sit up. I briefly reflect on the events that have befallen me today. “I’m in the room.” Recalling my father’s scream, the last memory before I fainted, makes me feel guilty. “Father must be worried again because of me.” I take a deep breath. “After the regression, my body has become weaker. Although it’s true that I’m still adjusting to the curse I received a few weeks ago, I’ve never been this weak in the past.” Holding onto objects around me, I tried to stand up and walk slowly. There were no servants or anyone else around, which made me furrow my brow. But when I saw the sun about to set, I finally understood. At times like this, the servants must be busy in the kitchen preparing everything needed to tend to me as I suffer in pain before midnight. “Is Father at the pack’s castle right now?” I muttered, my head throbbing with pain. My eyes widened. As the objects were violently thrown at me, my body was thrown far away. My back collided with the wall, and I ended up sitting on the floor. Blood seeped out from the shards of glass embedded in my foot. Damn it. Why did the attack happen at a time like this? A shriek was followed by the sound of hurried footsteps. Five unknown men, their bodies shrouded in black cloth, had managed to break into the house and even ransack its contents. My hands clenched tightly. How dare they come to the house of the leader of the pack warriors! Do they no longer value their own lives? My teeth clenched in anger. Or were they deliberately targeting my father? With lightning-fast movements, they charged toward me. I quickly pulled out the shard of glass embedded in my foot and used it as a weapon. My heart raced not out of fear, but because my body was simply not up to fighting right now. My breath was already heavy even before the fight began. One of them charged at me first. I dodged to the side, holding back a cry of pain as my foot accidentally struck a piece of wood. Blood flowed freely, but I had no time to care. My weapon managed to slice the side of the enemy’s neck, causing him to stumble backward. Another came from the right. This time I blocked his attack with my left arm, then launched a kick that failed to connect perfectly because my balance was off. My body stumbled backward, but I forced myself to stand again. There was no option to surrender. Attack after attack came, and I parried them with all my strength. But each movement felt like draining all my energy in an instant. The world spun, and my breath grew shorter. My vision grew blurry. My body was finally pushed backward and collided with the wall again. A loud ringing filled my ears, and this time I couldn’t get up. I was cornered. The five of them surrounded me from all sides. Is it over? Is this how it ends? Suddenly, the sound of wind filled the room. One by one, the enemies’ bodies were flung away, as if struck by an invisible force. My vision was blurry, but I could still see a tall figure standing among the blood and dust. Someone stood before me. I didn’t know who he was, but the aura around him made me want to kneel. Strong… too strong. In a swift motion, he disposed of the remaining enemies trying to rise. My body, unable to support itself, began to fall. But before I hit the floor, his arms gently caught my body. At this close distance, my gaze fell on the object hanging around his neck. An old sun-shaped necklace with sharp rays. The exact same necklace as my savior’s from my past life. I couldn’t have seen it wrong. I could remember its shape even with my eyes closed. “Lyara!!” It was my father’s voice. He hurriedly entered the room. Then silence fell, as if the entire world held its breath as he saw the man holding me tightly. “A-Alpha Aric?” my father’s voice trembled. He was an Alpha?Author POV A thin fog descended slowly that morning, enveloping the sky in an almost frozen gray hue. The air felt heavier, as if the entire region were mourning. The flags of Silvergrove pack were lowered to half-mast, while the main courtyard of the palace was filled with the leaders of the warriors, elders, and important figures from the Silvergrove pack. A long line of warriors in uniform stood erect in silence, with only the wind echoing off the stone pillars.A dark wooden coffin adorned with the Gravepine pack’s emblem was slowly carried toward the final resting place. Behind it, Lyara stood beside Alpha Aric, a thin black hood hanging over half her face. There were no tears on her cheeks, but her devastation was evident in her vacant gaze and almost lifeless steps.General Coren Moonveil, her father, lay in heavy silence. He was not a heroic warrior. For Lyara, he was the main reason she had returned to her second life. Her original
The morning sun peeks through the thin curtains in our room, bringing with it the scent of dew and freshly brewed herbal tea. The breakfast table on the private balcony is beautifully set, with neatly rolled smoked meat and wild mushrooms, toasted wholemeal bread, and freshly cut fruit. Warm steam rises from the golden-hued herbal tea in the white porcelain cup.Alpha Aric sits across from me, looking at me with a smile in his eyes. "It seems I have to feed you, since you're more focused on staring at me than eating," he teases softly.I just raised my eyebrows and took a bite of meat. "I'm analysing... whether Alpha Aric is sweeter than this jam."He laughed lightly, his voice like the tinkling of crystal glass warming the morning air. "In that case, make sure you don't get addicted."We finished breakfast in a peaceful atmosphere, filled with light-hearted banter and small habits that had somehow become so natural over time.
The car drove in silence, winding along rocky roads framed by towering pine forests. A thin mist hung between the tree trunks, as if covering everything with a veil of secrecy. I sat next to Alpha Aric, letting my head rest against the window and a thin black cloth hood hanging lightly over my face. The evening light danced behind the fabric, creating faint shadows that blurred the traces of the curse. But my thoughts were far from the beauty of the evening sky. Luna Seraphyne’s words—soft yet sharp—still swirled in my head like an incantation that couldn’t be dispelled.“They will turn against you. Those you trust. Just as they turned the knife in my back.”I gripped the edge of my hood tightly. Perhaps it was true. Perhaps not. But why did my heart feel more guarded now than ever before? The shadows of betrayal from my first life couldn’t be fully denied. Causing unease without cause. A smirk forms on my lips. “Seraphyne, you’re better at playing with words now.”She managed to
Lyara Wolfborne's POV Night had fallen when I opened my eyes for the second time that day. The air in the room still smelled of herbs and medicine. I recognized the smell—calming and pungent at the same time, like a reminder that I was not yet fully recovered. The curtains were left half open, allowing the moonlight to filter in and dance softly on the marble floor. “How many days have I spent lying in bed?” I tried to stand up, my legs feeling weak. I approached the scattering of stars in the night sky, which for some reason felt like I hadn’t seen in ages. Silence enveloped the room, broken only by the soft rustle of the night breeze and the ticking of the clock on the wall. I leaned my body against the wall, placing my weight there. Each breath felt heavy, but my body obeyed slowly. My gaze shifted to the large mirror in the corner of the room. My hair was messy and disheveled. My face... the right side looked darker, rougher. The scar. The mark of the curse. The mark that
Rowan's words floated away, like dry leaves blown by the wind, disappearing without a trace. Lyara did not respond, nor did she turn her head. Her gaze was fixed blankly on the window, but it was clear that her mind was elsewhere. Her heart was in turmoil."Father, is he okay now?" she murmured softly, almost inaudibly.The vision from her dream still haunted her. Her father's face. The sharp claws tearing through the dark magic. The massive body crashing down, blood dripping from his mouth. She could remember it so clearly, even now the scent of blood and the cold mist from the dream still lingered faintly.‘Has Father been facing them alone all this time?’ she thought. ‘Black magic, blackened eyes. The black wizards who also tried to attack me. Are they the same enemies? Have they been hunting us in the shadows all along?’Her hands slowly clenched the sheets. Her breath was short, her chest rising and falling irregularly. She couldn’t contact her father at the moment. No messages,
The sky above was still gray when Alpha Aric stepped into the palace. The cold air clung to his skin, but the cold sweat trickling down Alpha Aric's temples was far more piercing. As soon as he got out of his black car, he didn't have time to greet anyone. The servants who noticed his presence quickly bowed in respect, but their Alpha simply rushed inside.“Lyara… where is Lyara?” he muttered, more like a choked scream.The news hit him like a poison-tipped spear. Upon hearing the report that Lyara had been attacked by a large number of black wizards and rogues, his breath caught in his throat. The world crumbled around him. His heart trembled violently, shattering all the patience and resolve he had built up over the years.“What if she left me? No, please…” The world around him seemed to spin, but he forced himself to stay focused.Upon reaching the upper floor, his footsteps no longer moved in sync. He nearly collided with a servant emerging from the corridor, but his body continue