Chapter 3: A Second Life, A vengeful Heart

Jessie's POV

“My Princess, it is time,” a voice said. I gasped like I had been awoken from a deep slumber. “Dad, is that you? Is it really you?” I asked, still unsure of what was happening.

I looked around and realized I was standing in my father’s house. The familiar scent of wood and pine filled the air, but everything felt strangely unreal. 

My hands shook as I touched the hem of the black gown I wore. It hugged my body tightly and felt unbearably heavy, as though it carried all my grief with it. The dress stopped just above my knees, simple but elegant. My father stood in front of me, still strong as I remembered, but there was something in his eyes that I had never seen before, grief, so deep it broke me. “Yes, my little pup,” he said, his voice rough and breaking, “I never thought a time would come when I would be the one standing at your mother’s funeral instead of her standing at mine.” His words tore through me. I watched as tears rolled slowly down his cheeks, heavy with sorrow I could almost feel.

 In that moment, I realized this wasn’t just sadness, it was the sound of a father’s heart breaking, his whole world falling apart.

“Mom's funeral,” I muttered under my breath. “Come here, darling,” Dad said as he opened his arms, and I hurriedly rushed into them. “It's really you, Dad, I thought I would never see you again,” I said as I cried uncontrollably. “What do you mean, Jessie? I have always been here”. I read the confusion that was slowly creeping into his eyes. “It's nothing, Dad.” I hugged him more tightly, like I was scared he would be taken away from me any moment soon. Immediately, my eyes caught a glance of the daily newspaper placed on the table with 1st of August, 2021 boldly written on it. I quickly drew myself out of his arms and ran to check the calendar,“ The moon goddess indeed granted my request. I have been given a second chance to live again.” I remembered it was on this exact day, 2025, that I had taken my last breath in the previous life. “I have been taken 4years back in time,” I thought with my palm partly covering my mouth, which was already wide open.

“Jessie, what are you saying?” My dad interrupted. I didn't know I had been thinking out loud, “it's nothing, Dad," I answered once again. “Meet me at the funeral ground,” he said, but I could still see some questions that were written all over his face. 

I left my room and headed for the funeral. As I walked down the staircase, I heard some sound coming from the guest room, the same sound I had heard during my mother's burial in the previous life. I had seen Gaty in the guest room making out with a man whose face I was not bothered to look at. Everything was exactly just as it had happened before, but this time around, I was curious to find out who. As I came closer, I recognised the face; it was Derek, the monster. His hands slipped into Gaty's clothes as he fumbled her bosoms, her lips locked with his as they moaned their lives away. “Let's kill them,” my wolf whispered as I burned with rage. I wanted to but I couldn't. “I killed them because they killed me and my unborn child in 2025, and I came back to 2021 to take my revenge.” That sounds crazy. “Also I wouldn't derive any pleasure in killing them yet, I need to make them pay for every hurt, pain and scar they had caused me”. 

As I walked towards the room, I made sure that they noticed every single step I made. Suddenly, they heard my footsteps approaching, and they jerked up like someone who had seen a ghost and brushed themselves up like nothing had happened. “Gaty,” I said, giving a calm, mischievous smile as I stared into her wavering eyes. “Oh..Jes..Jessie,uhm, meet my friend uhm, De..rek” she quivered. “I know him, a monster and his mistress,” I scoffed as I drew closer to her while fixing a cold gaze that could rip someone apart on Derek. “Jessie, what are you saying? You are just meeting him for the first time” Gaty sa, id while feigning an innocent look. “First time? Ohhh, I know a monster when I see one, murderers”. 

Their hands shivered like criminals who had been caught in a crime scene with guns. “Enjoy while it lasts,” I smirked as I walked out of the room.

 “Do you think she saw us?” Gaty asked in a low tone, not knowing that my hearing ability had quite been heightened. “She couldn't possibly have” Derek answered, yet unsure. “Why would she call us murderers? Nobody saw me add wolfsbane to the Luna's drink,” Gaty asked again. “It's just grief, the little brat is just drunk, it is written all over her sullen face.” Derek chuckled. 

“Little brat?You should brace yourself up ahead for the hell that this little brat is about to rain on you,” I muttered under my breath.

I happened to see my mom once again, her lifeless body lying peacefully inside the casket and just like in the other life, she had been poisoned with wolfsbane, “mom, it's your lil pup, I'm here, I will make sure they pay dearly for what they had done to you” I said as I stroked her hair while my face was soaked in tears.

“Why was I awoken on this day? Why not a day before she was poisoned? I could have done something to prevent this; I could have saved her. Why this day?” I grieved. I turned to see Gaty shedding a crocodile tear with Derek by her side, consoling her. Suddenly, I felt a rage rush through my veins as my blood boiled. Just at that moment, my body gave way for my wolf nature to take over, completely overshadowing me like it had been waiting all this time to break free. And with my eyes fixed solely on them, I dashed with a deadly intent to tear them into shreds, piece by piece.