Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Viona POV

Everything that happens, happens for a reason, or so they say. Would someone like to explain to me what the reason was for me to wake up in my three years old bedroom back at the Levites Pack. The three years old me who grew up in a frozen theme bedroom was long gone, even dead.

But why does it look like everything when in reverse, I rushed out to look at myself in my full-length mirror, and what stared back at me was a toddler with huge deep blue eyes that looked frightened, well that was what I felt at that moment.

I always believed that second chance was only in the novels and movies, but now I don't know if to be happy or feel angry as I would repeat life over again, the torture, the regret, the frustration literally, history would repeat it for me.

I immediately rolled on the ground and began crying, something I got used to when Nicolas ditched me and embarrassed me in the midst of my friends.

While crying I remembered everything I went through, from being threatened, kidnapped, disowned and finally killed, it all flooded in at once.

Suddenly, my door barged open as fast as lightning. I was picked from the ground into someone's arms. I was frozen from shock until I heard a thunderous voice.

"Where are those damned maids...?"

Immediately about six young girls in Levites maid's wear rushed in all on their knees with their heads bowed, something I haven't seen in a long time since my father passed, Wait...

"Where were you all when my daughter was crying...?" 

"M..my lord..." They began shaking like wet chickens.

Then my eyes were covered and the scent of blood filled the air. I already knew who would do such an act , It was my father.

Suddenly I was raised up, as he stared at me, his deep blue eyes looking into mine, hot tears dripping on his face, the loving eyes he gave me were now filled with worry.

"I didn't mean to do that in your presence sweetheart...I w..was just angry, I'm sorry" He apologized sincerely, something no one knew he was capable of.

"Dad..dy..." I stammered with hiccups.

He gently hugged me tightly and I could hear his heart beat clearly.

"You're not feeling sick are you?" His voice was so soft no one would believe he was the same person who killed six maids in just seconds.

I shook my head and went back into his arms.

Just then, my mother panicked on seeing the scene, but after our eyes met, she sighed in relief.

"You're not hurt are you?" She asked still worried 

"No...They're just tamed rogues, they can't harm me" My father responded quickly.

"I wasn't talking to you" She said, annoyed at my father as she took me from his arms, feeling my temperature and wiping my tears.

"We'll talk about this later" She said to my father looking at the corpses dying on the floor red.

At this point, I thought I was in a dream, where everything was as it were, nothing changed, just me and my parents, I wished to never wake up. Because after my fathers death I began resenting my mother for being a weak and helpless Luna only listening to my uncle, until I found out it was all for my sake, considering her pride it was out of love she brought herself so low just to keep me safe.

I learnt all this after getting married to Nicolas. By that time it was already too late to make amends, I couldn't save her despite her efforts to protect me.

I buried my face in her chest, something I do out of habit. Her lavender scent filled by nostrils gave me a sense of relief that everything was real.

They took me out of my bedroom into theirs as they laid me to sleep but the fear of this being a dream was still there, I was afraid to open my eyes and everything disappeared returning to how it once was.

"Sweetheart sleep" My father covered his eyes with his palm and I began panting heavily, he released me and picked me up, ordering me to call the pack's doctors.

I finally passed out, but I could still hear their worried voices echoing.

Hours later

I opened my eyes only to stare at the chandelier that brightened up the room, and listen to the ticking sound of the clock. It was so quiet that I knew it was around midnight. Being alone in the room after recollection of what just happened, I blotted up from the bed, only to meet with my small toddler hands.

I pinched myself and felt the pain, there was a knock at the door, I hurriedly laid back down and closed my eyes like I was still asleep.

The person walked in with steady steps, it had to be a grown man that I could tell.

The person stopped beside my bed and stared at me for a few minutes, then sat beside me, opening the bedside drawer.

I could hear the shuffling of papers, the person seemed to be looking for someone, I had no Idea who it was, I don't recall their scent. But somehow it seems familiar.

My instincts kicked in as I grabbed the person's arms still with my eyes closed I mumbled.

"Daddy I'm thirsty"

I could feel the person flinch, especially as I tightened my grip and began crying in my sleep. My father's instincts seemed to kick in when he heard me crying. Sure enough he came rushing, I could hear his footsteps, so could the other person as he quickly threw me to the floor and ran for the window.

But before he could jump, his head was sent flying, it was a gruesome sight to behold for a toddler but within this body was a woman who had countless blood on her hands, so it was rather thrilling.

In my past life my dad died when I was 9, but the cause was still unknown till my death, but looking at him now I understand how he can be targeted by multiple factions.

He was a good warrior blessed by the moon goddess herself and a great father, the best leader the Levites had ever seen. No wonder my uncle despised me as everyone always compared him to my dad.

I couldn't hide the blush from the excitement on my face. Soon enough my mother rushed in and first covered my eyes. Before scolding my dad as he lowered his head in guilt I had to admit I felt bad for him, but somehow he did deserve it, for killing in front of a three years old.

After her almost thirty minute scolding session I was told to wait in the pack's conference room. It was a huge hall and was always brightly lit all year round. It was the only place in our mansion where the lights were never turned off.

I had my dinner there, when a maid knocked and informed me I had a guest. Despite my experience as an adult, my toddler self was excited and ordered the guest to be brought in.

Soon enough, a green eyes girl with twin ponytails hopped in, followed by a charming ten years old boy who seemed to be chasing after her with a toy barbie in his hand, for a moment our eyes met and I immediately looked away.

I could still remember this was the first time we met in my past life, because of the incident earlier, All the Alphas were gathered, and this was when that damned prophecy was made that ruined my family.

I suddenly lost my appetite as the maids immediately cleared up the table.

The girl in ponytails came up to me.

"Hi...What's your name?" 

Her voice was so soft and innocent, but before I could answer, the door swung open as my father and the rest of the alpha's and their direct heirs walked in. As the only princess of the Levites, I sat at the head of the children's table, as it is my territory.

"Joey... why don't you go say hi?" A middle aged Omega said, pushing her son into the children's table to serve juice.

His name sounded familiar but his head was bowed so I couldn't see his face.