"I'm sorry," he looked at me. My smile fell, "Sorry for what..." A silver knife was plunged into my heart before I could understand what was happening. Ava believed she had found solace in Sage. Their marriage seemed affectionate, even loving. But on the night of their wedding anniversary, her world shattered when she was stabbed by her husband. She uncovered a devastating truth, Sage was having an affair with none other than her twin brother. In a shocking twist, she wakes up two years in the past, reborn. Armed with the painful memories of her betrayal and death, she refuses to be a pawn ever again. This time, she won’t be the prey. She will be the predator.
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I shifted in the bed but I couldn't feel my husband's warm body close to mine.
Perhaps he went down to drink something to help him sleep well. He often had
insomnia.
I walked down the stairs to get some milk, I felt a bit uneasy and my wolf has been restless for some time now. I had gone for a run and tried so many things to calm her down, but they didn’t work. Sage was sitting on the stool in the kitchen, drinking some milk.
The room was dimly lit, he didn't turn on the bright lights.
"Can't sleep hunny?" I asked.
He hummed in affirmation, I kissed his cheek and opened the fridge to get some milk. I stretched up to get the container from the top part of the fridge but I couldn't reach it.
I felt Sage's presence behind me. I turned to him with a small smile on my face, he always teased me about my height and ended up doing what I wanted to do.
"I'm sorry," he looked at me.
My smile fell, "Sorry for what.."
A silver knife was plunged into my chest before I could even understand what was happening.
I fell on the floor, trying to pull it out and get myself together so that my wolf, Lia would heal me but my strength was already drained and the silver had started poisoning my blood. I tried crawling away from him, he didn't move, he just kept staring at me, hoping to see me take my last breath.
“I don’t think I can save the both of you Ava. The little one is conserving my energy.” Lia whispered.
Little one? I was pregnant?
And I was about to die with my unborn baby inside of me.
I was struggling to breathe properly.
Suddenly the door opened and my twin brother, Alvin walked in.
I stopped struggling. Finally, someone to save me.
"Alvin, help!" I cried silently. I could already feel life slowly slip out of my body.
Alvin looked at me with no emotions on his face, "Finally Babe, I was wondering if you started liking my sister or something else. I'm glad you didn't forget where you belong to." My brother walked towards Sage and kissed his cheek, forehead and then his lips. They made out in the kitchen island.
Eww! That’s so disgusting!
I couldn't comprehend what was happening at this point.
I was the Luna of Crowfowd pack. My parents were the former rulers and they stepped down after I got married to my betrothed Alpha when I was 23 years old.
They always said they had special children because my twin brother was a failure. He couldn't fight, he wasn't good in academics, there was nothing he was good at, he always failed at everything he did. At some point in our lives, our parents stopped talking to him for some time, and I became their shining gold, but that didn't make me stop loving my brother, although he didn't feel the same. He always thought I was the worst person in the world, he often told me that he hated me even when I tried to convince him that I loved him.
I would stand up to my parents and tell them to stop making him feel unwanted.
They had no choice but to listen to their 'Shining Gold'. I knew that my brother was disappointed in himself but hell broke loose when they decided to transfer the crown and leadership to me since I was betrothed to a powerful Alpha from a neighboring pack. My brother started drinking throughout the night, and even sleeping with the omegas in the pack.
One day, a year ago, he changed. He stopped drinking and started behaving lovingly towards me. I was a bit dumbfounded but that's what I wanted my whole life. For once in my life, I felt like my family was perfect. My marriage was just six months by then, my brother joined the administrative professionals and was doing quite well, my parents were proud, and the pack was peaceful.
All I had ever wanted.
Even if someone had told me that my loving husband would pierce a knife through my chest, and my brother would be his accomplice, I would have never believed.
What would happen to my parents? My pack? This can't be the end.
I looked at them again, they were making fun of me as I gasped for air. Help wasn’t coming from anywhere.
So this was it? This was how I would die?
I didn't say a word, my eyes fluttered shut and that was when I took my last breath.
The last thing I heard was my husband and brother laughing.
They had turned their backs on me, with joined hands.
My eyes fluttered open, I sat up quickly, and I saw a lady in a gold glistening gown, she had a tight smile on her face.
She gestured to me to come close to her. She looked like she was in her late 30s, still very young with brown skin and jet black hair.
Everywhere was cloudy as though we were in the sky, walking on clouds.
I walked towards her, trying to see if I would fall.
Oh… I forgot I’m already dead.
Maybe this is the afterlife. Even if I came here too early, you'd never know what would happen next. I could be given an award as the most doting wife and caring sibling.
After all, anything can happen.
"Luna Ava Morales, I have been watching you since you were born. You have continued to make me proud every single time," she held my hand and smiled at me. I smiled back at her.
At least someone is proud of the woman I became.
"Who are you? Moon Goddess?" I scrunch my eyebrows.
"My name is Elie. You are not supposed to be here right now. Your generation needs you, you are the solution to generational curse that will arise in the future if not everyone will be wiped out.The prophecy still needs fulfillment if not they’ll come for it," She looked me straight in the eyes.
"You have to go back."
"What do you mean generational curse? We aren't under any curse, and the pack is peaceful. I can't go back now. I'm already dead and there are still some questions that need answers," I pleaded with her.
"You'll get to know in due time. You have to be strong, he's coming." She touched my eyes and everything became dark.
Ava’s POVThe forest was alive with a restless kind of energy, the kind that prickled against my skin and stirred the wolf within me, clawing to be let out. The full moon was only a day away, and for wolves, that always meant tension, longing, and power simmering beneath the surface. But this time was different. This full moon wasn’t just any moon—it was one marked by the old prophecies, and for that reason, the clans were gathering. Every chief, every elder, and even the Alpha King himself… Diego.The name thrummed through me like a secret I shouldn’t keep repeating, but couldn’t stop.Our lands were unrecognizable. Where the woods were usually wild and untamed, now lanterns strung high among the branches cast a golden glow. Long tables made of carved oak had been dragged into the clearings, their surfaces polished and lined with fine woven cloths. The younger wolves ran errands under the strict commands of their elders, while the older ones gave instructions in clipped tones, voices
Diego’s POVThe night was quiet, but my mind was anything but. The halls of the estate stretched endlessly, my footsteps echoing like accusations against stone. Sleep eluded me, and every time I closed my eyes, I saw her—Ava. The way her gaze lingered with unspoken questions, the way her presence stirred something deep inside me that was both comforting and terrifying.I ran my hand along the cold banister as I climbed to my study, the familiar scent of ink and parchment greeting me. Maps of the old lands and records of my family’s legacy cluttered the table. My curse loomed over everything like a shadow I couldn’t escape. I remembered my aunt’s words from nights before, the prophecy that bound me:You will be freed only when you marry the one fate chose for you.But fate was cruel. Fate gave me riddles without answers, promises without directions. I didn’t know where to begin looking for this so-called chosen one—and a part of me didn’t care. Because when I thought of Ava, I wondered
Ava’s POVThe knock at my bedroom door was soft, almost too soft for anyone in this house. Sage would have barged in, demanding attention. My father’s knocks were always loud and sure, a reminder of authority. My mother’s came with her voice trailing behind, calling me by name.But this one—hesitant, deliberate—belonged to Alvin.I froze, pen still in hand, the sketches and notes sprawled across the secret board before me glowing under the dim light of my desk lamp. My heart gave a sharp twist. I couldn’t let him see this. Not Alvin. Not anyone.I swept the papers into a stack, shoved them into the false panel I had carved into the wall, and pulled the board shut just as his voice slipped under the door.“Ava? Are you awake?”I smoothed my hair down, inhaled once, and slipped into my usual mask before opening the door.Alvin stood there, leaning against the frame, his expression unusually calm. But calm with Alvin was never truly calm—it was always a performance. His sharp eyes scanne
Ava’s POVSleep was a stranger that night. I had tossed and turned until the moon itself had traveled halfway across the sky, the glow through my curtains mocking my exhaustion. My wolf stirred restlessly beneath my skin, as though aware of my turmoil but refusing to share its calm with me. Every breath in the dark felt stifling, every thought circling back to Diego, to Sage, to the chains of my family’s expectations.I finally pushed the covers off with a sigh and padded to my balcony doors. The air outside was cool and heavy with the faint scent of rain. The courtyard below looked peaceful, but peace was the last thing inside me.I needed out.I found my parents in the sitting room, speaking quietly with each other. My father’s stern eyes narrowed when I appeared in the doorway. My mother, elegant as ever, looked up from her teacup.“Ava,” she said, her voice carrying warning. “It’s the middle of the night.”“I need some air,” I told them. “I’m going to Veronica’s for a while.”My f
Diego’s POVThe moment I caught her scent, I didn’t think twice. Her fragrance—wild honey laced with the sharpness of wolfbane—cut through the night air like a blade through silence. I had been lingering at the edges of the mansion grounds for hours, pacing the perimeter, torn between staying hidden and answering the pull inside my chest.But when her presence shifted—when her heartbeat quickened as though it was searching for something—I couldn’t stop myself.I slipped through the side door like a shadow, quiet enough that not even the guards patrolling the east wing noticed me. My instincts carried me up the grand staircase, down the familiar hall lined with portraits of her family, and straight to her door. She was standing there, tense, listening to something beyond her window.Before I could think, I was there. I grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her inside. She let out a startled gasp, but I shut the door behind us and pressed her against the wall, shielding her from any pryin
Ava's POV The night was still, the kind that made shadows stretch long and sinister across the walls of my room. I had been waiting for hours, listening to the steady march of footsteps outside my door, the occasional cough of the guards my father had posted. Three days of being locked away like some fragile porcelain doll had been enough to push my patience to breaking.Tonight, I was going to see Diego.I had barely swung my legs over the wood in the woods when the air shifted. A rustle, followed by the crunch of boots on gravel, pierced the silence. My heart thudded painfully in my chest. I froze.And then I heard his voice.“Well, well. Trying to run off in the middle of the night, Ava?”Sage.Before I could run away, strong hands clamped around my arms and yanked me back inside. His men emerged from the shadows like a net tightening around me, their movements precise, like this had been planned from the start. My stomach sank.“You had me followed?” I spat, wrenching my arm free
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