Mag-log inLooking at the desperate, almost pleading look in his eyes as he teetered on the edge of death, I didn’t spare him a shred of pity. Instead, I stomped down on the last remnants of his hope.“No. The Moon Goddess will never let a greedy, insatiable male werewolf live over and over again. And Derek, your wolf nature is rotten to the core. You’ll never be satisfied, not in one lifetime, a hundred, or a thousand lifetimes. As long as power or vanity tempts you, you’ll shove me aside without a second thought.”A werewolf who could not control his own desires would never know true happiness, no matter the time and place.Derek glared at me, tears mixed with black, poisoned blood running down his face. His voice trembled as he whispered, “Is there really… no chance at all? I know I’ve been a fool!”I stared back at him and gave him the harshest truth. “Absolutely not.”Then, I turned and walked away without a second thought. From inside the stone room came his last, desperate wail.…N
Yet, with Derek, it seemed even death wouldn’t stop him from trying to annoy me one last time.That day, he dragged his battered, broken body down the corridor outside the Royal Healing Center, clutching a tattered instrument made from low-tier beast bone, and knelt there shamelessly. In the wind, he strummed and sang that old song, the one he had played when his wolf spirit first awakened and used to court me, “Look into My Eyes, a Wolf’s Instinct Doesn’t Lie.”The rough, off-key melody floated through the air, and it stirred nothing in me. All it did was irritate me, like a fly buzzing in my face. What a cruel irony. In this second life, he had spent every day lying to his own wolf spirit.I called over the guards and ordered them to throw his pathetic mess out. He struggled desperately against them, lunging to grab at my robes, with tears and snot streaking down his face.“Selena! I really do regret it! I don’t want to die without a mate! I was blind; I was wrong! Please forgi
In the afternoon, Derek dragged his heavy legs into my private office. He looked skeletal, his fur dull and dry. The proud Gamma physique he’d once flaunted now paled in comparison to even a newly weaned Omega.He dropped the shaman’s parchment onto my stone desk. I glanced at the report, filled with death sentences, and frowned. “The toxin has eaten into your heart. You need to request isolation from the pack immediately. Rest under pure moonstone, and it might give you a few extra days.”Luckily, I wasn’t pressed for time. Following healer protocol, I led him to the lower-level infirmary to complete the formalities. No sooner had he lain down on the stone bed than his reddened eyes betrayed him. He looked like a forsaken dog, trembling as he stared at me.“Selena… I knew you wouldn’t just leave me! Your wolf spirit… I still have a place in it, don’t I? I know I was a fool before! I blindly trusted Aria! It was all my fault! You gave me your life in the last life, and I treated y
Just a month later, everything changed.Aria’s father, the Beta elder who controlled the herb distribution in Neutral District, was caught by the Alliance Tribunal. He had been hoarding high-grade supplies, feeding seriously injured warriors with cheap, toxic scraps, falsifying records, and bribing guards. He was punished for multiple crimes and nailed to the Pillar of Shame.When I heard the news, I was in the quiet chamber studying a rare Moonlight Herb. The gossip only made me feel a rush of satisfaction.Aria, who had once been untouchable and reeking in expensive perfume, knelt before the Tribunal like a puddle of mud. Not only were all her lands and resources confiscated, but the Alliance also stripped her of her pack rank entirely! Stripped of her noble facade, she was exiled to the borderlands, reduced to a lone, wandering werewolf scorned by all.Her scheming and greedy father, on the other hand, was thrown into the icy prison in the Far North. There was no hope of escape
The marking ceremony was held quietly, without alerting the entire Alliance. Under the witness of the Council of Elders, we simply exchanged the blood that formed our mate bond.After hearing the story, Derek stood frozen in front of me. His eyes were bloodshot, and even his fangs trembled uncontrollably.“That pureblood pup… Is he really your own? But in your last life, you said you’d give me your heart and soul! How can you stand the scent of another male wolf now and breed his pup?”His toxic masculinity-filled nonsense made me laugh out loud. How he mocked me at the banquet earlier, I did the same to him. “Derek, the past is over. Stop clinging to a life where you wouldn’t even mark me. Our mind link was severed long ago. Whether it was the two of us who died in that trap in our last life, or us who have started afresh in this one, the fact that our paths have not crossed is the best outcome for both of us.“Besides, you despised me in our last life. You never wanted me to be
Maybe the old me would have felt a trace of sympathy for him, pulled by the bond that once tied us together. However, he had just said it himself that what was in the past should stay in the past.Now I had a true mate of my own. I had a pup. I had the Royal Palace, where I could freely practice the healing techniques I had always dreamed of mastering. I also had a territory blessed by the Moon Goddess—something I had given everything for in my last life and still never obtained. It was clear that since I left him, I’d been living a much more decent life. The Full Moon banquet had originally been organized entirely by Aria, but the moment my identity was revealed, the atmosphere in the room shifted instantly. Every werewolf present began looking at me with extreme reverence when, just minutes earlier, they had been wagging their tails around Aria like obedient dogs. Now they looked as if they wanted to drop to the ground and lick the tips of my feet. Oh, how it all changed in the







