CHAPTER 5

A sharp, blinding pain suddenly shot through my temples. It was so strong that my vision became blurry, and the hallway in front of me seemed to fade away. For a few seconds, everything around me disappeared, and all I could see was a strange flash of red.

Then I saw Rosaline. She reached into her skirt and pulled out a small silver knife. Before I could do anything, she rushed toward me and drove the knife deep into my stomach. Pain exploded through my body as blood quickly soaked my clothes. But that wasn’t the worst part. I watched in horror as she grabbed my bloody hand and forced my fingers around the knife handle, making it look as if I had held it myself.

Then she pulled away and ran down the hallway, screaming that I had tried to kill myself. Her voice echoed in my mind as I watched the scene play out like a terrible memory. I wanted to move. I wanted to stop her, but my body would not listen to me. Then, just as suddenly as it had appeared, the vision disappeared.

I blinked several times and took a shaky breath. The hallway slowly came back into view, and I realized I was still standing there. My heart was beating hard in my chest, and my whole body felt weak. I stared ahead, trying to understand what I had just seen, but one thing was clear in my mind.

Rosaline had tried to kill me and make it look like I had taken my own life.

What was that? Am I losing my mind? I wondered, my heart pounding in my chest. Nothing like this had ever happened to me in my past life. Rosaline had always been a cruel person who liked to control others, but she had never tried to attack me with a knife this early. I stared at her, trying to understand what was happening. Maybe my mind was playing tricks on me. Maybe I had imagined everything because I was stressed and tired.

I looked directly into Rosaline’s eyes. A cold, strange smile spread across her face. I tried to convince myself that the vision was nothing. Why would she try to kill me here, in our own hallway? It made no sense. I took a slow breath and almost believed myself.

I noticed Rosaline slowly moved one hand behind her back. It was exactly like the vision I had just seen. Her fingers closed around something hidden behind her and my eyes widened as she pulled a knife from her waist.

Before I could even think, Rosaline rushed toward me. Her eyes were wide with anger, and she raised the knife toward my stomach. Everything seemed to happen at once. The strange vision from moments ago suddenly became real, and I finally understood that I had not imagined it.

My body moved before my mind could catch up. I jumped to the side, throwing myself out of the knife’s path. The blade cut through the empty space where my stomach had been only a second earlier.

I didn’t give Rosaline a chance to attack again. I planted one foot firmly on the floor and drove my other foot into the side of her knee. She let out a loud scream as her leg suddenly gave way. She lost her balance and fell hard onto the floor. Her hands shot forward as she tried to stop herself from hitting the ground. The knife slipped from her fingers and hit the floor with a loud, sharp sound. It bounced once before sliding away from her and coming to a stop several steps away.

I stood over her, breathing hard. My whole body was shaking from what had almost happened. I looked at the knife lying on the floor, and a terrible thought filled my mind.

If I hadn’t moved in time, that knife would be inside me right now. I slowly looked at Rosaline, and everything suddenly became clear. The strange vision I had seen before her attack had not been a trick of my mind. It showed me exactly what was about to happen.

A cold truth settled in my mind. I had not simply been given another chance at life. The Moon Goddess had given me something more. She had given me the power to see the future before it happened.

A strong feeling rose inside my chest, burning away the fear that had filled me only moments ago. My second chance was no longer just a chance to fix my past. I had been given a weapon no one else knew about.

With this new power, I was not just going to survive. I was going to change my story. I was going to fix the things that had gone wrong in my first life and make sure they never happened again.

First, I had to find a way back into the pack house. Once I was inside, I could use my visions to protect Alpha Levi and stop the strange death that had taken his life before.

If Levi stayed alive, everything would change. Diana would remain his Luna, and Rowan would never have the chance to take his brother’s place on the throne. He would not be able to betray his own brother by getting involved with Diana after Levi’s death. I would make sure Rowan had no chance to repeat the mistakes he had made in my first life.

But I still had one important thing to do. When the right time came, Rowan would have no choice but to perform the sacred ritual on Mia’s seventh birthday. That ritual was the only way to save my daughter from the terrible Logan family curse. I would make sure he did it, no matter what it took.

And once Mia was safe, I would finally be free. I would place the divorce papers in Rowan’s hands, and leave the Bloodmoon Pack without looking back. I had spent too much of my life being hurt by them. My daughter and I deserved better because they had never deserved us.

“How dare you push me?!” Rosaline screamed from the floor. Her face was red with anger as she struggled to get back on her feet. She glared at me with pure hatred and shouted, “You think you’re strong now, you fat disgusting pig?!”

She reached toward the knife, but I moved faster. I quickly stepped forward and picked it up by the handle before she could touch it. I turned the knife in my hand and stepped closer to her, holding the sharp silver blade near her throat.

Rosaline froze, and her eyes grew wide with fear. She stared at the knife, then slowly looked up at me. A few seconds ago, she was full of anger and confidence. Now, her body shook as she pressed herself against the wall, too scared to move.

“Maybe I should show you what I’m really capable of,” I whispered, taking one slow step closer.

She pushed her back against the wall as hard as she could, trembling from head to toe. I had no plan to hurt her. I was not a murderer like her. But after everything she had done to me, seeing fear in her eyes felt strangely satisfying. For once, she was the one who was afraid.

Before I could say anything else, a loud voice suddenly filled the hallway.

“What the hell is going on here?!” My father’s deep voice echoed.

Footsteps quickly came closer, my parents rushed around the corner. They stopped the moment they saw me standing beside Rosaline with the knife in my hand.

“Has it really come to this, Hazel?!” Dad shouted. “Are you trying to kill your own sister?!”

The fear on Rosaline’s face disappeared almost at once. Her eyes changed, and I saw a clever look flash across her face. She knew exactly what she was doing. In the next second, she dropped back onto her knees and started shaking as if she were completely terrified.

“H-Hazel, please!” Rosaline cried. She quickly put her hands together and looked up at me with tears running down her face. “I don’t know what happened to you! Please, don’t kill me! I didn’t do anything wrong. It’s not my fault that I’m better than you!”

I stared at her without saying a word. I held the heavy knife firmly in my hand. I knew exactly what she was doing. She was turning the whole situation around and making herself look like the victim.

And judging by the way my parents were looking at me, I already knew who they were going to believe.