My Second Chance: Gifting the Trash Alpha to My Sister

For the pack's prosperity and power, all the young females of the Silvermoon pack had to choose their mates at the coming-of-age ceremony. My sister—Rosalie Ashford—and I were recognized as the most beautiful females in the pack, so when word got around that we were about to choose our mates, almost all eligible males from nearby packs gathered at our camp.

My mind was a complete mess, and I had a headache so terrible that I felt like collapsing to the ground, writhing.

Meanwhile, Rosalie was beaming as she stood next to me. Beside her, the Elder was talking incessantly.

I couldn't help but clench my fists when I saw the familiar scene. I couldn't believe I had been reborn and returned to the day we chose our mates.

When I saw the sweet smile on Rosalie's face, I subconsciously shivered. If it weren't for the betrayal I had experienced in my past life, I would never have known of the darkness lurking beneath her sweet smile.

In my past life, on our way to the ceremonial hall, we encountered a wolf dying from severe burns caused by silver. Rosalie only cared about arriving ahead of me to choose the strongest mate available, so while I was tending to the wolf's wounds, she hurried to the ceremonial hall on her own.

After choosing the future Alpha of the Stoneridge pack, Jacob Blackwell, Rosalie claimed that I had no respect for the ceremony at all, so she dismissed the rest of the males.

By the time I rushed into the hall, it was already empty. The Elder reprimanded me for my stubbornness and punished me by making me reflect in solitary confinement.

Rosalie was overjoyed. After all, since birth, I had been blessed by the Moon Goddess more than she was. My wolf form was more beautiful than hers, too. I had overshadowed her since childhood, and the pack had favored me over her as well.

Now, I had no mate, and I even angered several packs. This was exactly what she wanted to see.

The pack was worrying about my future when a messenger from the Sunfire pack arrived bearing generous gifts, asking me to become the future Luna to their Alpha heir.

As it turned out, the dying wolf was Julian Sterling of the Sunfire pack.

Rosalie was furious when she heard the news.

Less than a year after my bonding ceremony with Julian, I bore him a pure-blood Alpha, which was extremely rare in the pack.

Julian was elated, and he immediately made me his Luna after his father passed on the leadership to him. Moreover, the entire Sunfire pack was grateful to me for giving them a powerful heir. The Elders constantly reminded Julian to be loyal to me and never betray my trust.

I was at the peak of my glory.

However, it was the exact opposite for Rosalie. After she and Jacob became mates, her infidelity was exposed, and she was sent back to the Silvermoon pack covered in wounds.

The pack considered her a disgrace and banished her. She wandered alone, fighting with rogues for food. She was even humiliated by them.

I took pity on her for being all alone. Since we were sisters by blood, I brought her into the Sunfire pack.

But when Rosalie saw me in all my glory, she was jealous. Catching me unprepared, she killed me with silver-infused poison, and she even smashed my pup to death.

She hated me to the very core. That poison was a deadly toxin that could cause werewolves excruciating pain.

As I recalled the pain I felt right before death in my past life, I subconsciously shuddered. I quietly moved a little further away from Rosalie.

Meanwhile, Rosalie kept glancing around. When we arrived at the patch of woods where I had saved Julian in my past life, I hadn't even done anything when Rosalie forcefully shoved me aside. Smiling, she said, "Oh, poor wolf! I have to save him. Clara, you can go to the ceremonial hall first."

With that, she saved Julian without another thought, and she patiently treated his wounds.

When I saw her actions, I knew then that Rosalie had been reborn as well.

I stood somewhere nearby to wait for her, but she impatiently urged me to leave.

I turned around and left without hesitation, leaving her alone in her fantasy of becoming Julian's Luna.

I thought, "Rosalie, it's easy to rescue a wolf, but it's much harder to be a Luna. In our past lives, you only saw me surrounded by power and glory, but you never realized I was covered in wounds from those thorns."