All Chapters of REBIRTH: She Is Back To Reclaim What's Hers : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Kendrick’s Pov The hours that followed stretched endlessly, making me restless with thoughts that refused to end. I remained in my room, pacing at first and then sitting, only to rise again moments later, unable to stay still for long. Every part of me felt too tight, and after I had sent Nilah's phone for it to be hacked into, I haven't been myself. When my phone finally rang, the sharp sound cut through the silence and pulled me out of my spiraling thoughts. I answered immediately, my patience already worn thin. “Well?” I demanded, my voice low and edged with urgency. “My lord,” the man on the other end began quickly, clearly aware that I was not in the mood for delays, “I’ve gathered what I could. On the day of the auction, Lady Nilah only had one confirmed interaction in public, and that was with Lord Asher.” I frowned slightly, though I did not interrupt him. That alone was not enough to explain anything, and we both knew it. I also knew when Asher wanted to see her, I was th

Kendrick's Pov My eyes snapped open as though something had dragged me back by force. For a brief moment, I could not breathe. My chest rose sharply as I sucked in air, my gaze darting wildly around the room as if I expected to still see flames, to still hear the crackling of fire and the sound of my own voice breaking apart in front of everyone. But there was nothing. There was no fire, no crowd and no council. I was in my room. The familiar walls of my manor surrounded me, and the silence that filled the space was so normal that it felt almost unreal. My breathing remained uneven for a few seconds before it finally began to slow, the tightness in my chest loosening just enough for me to think clearly. A dream. It had to be a dream, everything I saw back there had given be a dream. Relief came quickly and a smile widened my lips as I pushed myself upright on the bed, my hands gripping the sheets as though I needed something solid to anchor me. “Nilah,” I called out immediatel

Nilah's Pov It had been four days since I overheard that conversation in the garden, and in those four days, I had done something I was not particularly good at. I had kept quiet. The words I had heard back then had not left me for even a second. They lingered at the back of my mind endlessly no matter what I tried to focus on. A curse tied to the Alpha’s bloodline. A curse that prevented Asher from having a mate or continuing his family line. At first, I had dismissed it as nothing more than exaggerated gossip, the kind that always found its way into every pack no matter how controlled things seemed on the surface. But the more I thought about it, the more it refused to leave me alone. Asher was not much older than I was, at most seven years, and although I had only known him for a short time, I had already realized one thing about him. He was not a man people could easily ignore. He was respected, feared, and spoken about even beyond the pack, especially in business circles w

Nilah's Pov “You wanted to learn healing, didn't you?” she said. “I have already prepared someone to guide you.” The excitement hit me before I could contain it. “Already?” Milly’s lips curved faintly, amused at my excitement. I blushed slightly, wringing my hands together at her slight smile. Milly nodded and continued. “She should be here any moment.” I turned instinctively toward the door, anticipation building faster than I expected. For a brief second, everything else faded when the door opened. A woman stepped inside and the moment I saw her, my breath caught. It was her. The old woman from the council chamber, the one who had spoken for me when no one else would. “You… It's you…” The word slipped out before I could stop it, my eyes widening in surprise. She looked at me, and then, slowly, she smiled. “I see you remember me,” she said, her voice steady, carrying that same quiet authority I had noticed in the council chamber. “How could I not?” I replied, still staring

Nilah's Pov The words hung in the air for a moment before I reacted. “Choose?” I repeated, my brows knitting together. “Just like that? Don't I need to train for like… months before I chose one? At least that's how it normally goes.” “It is not as simple as it sounds, Lady Nilah and no, werewolves who want to become a healer have to first choose a conduit and then start their training ,” Sera replied. “Also, you do not choose blindly, and more importantly, not everything here will accept you.” That made something in my chest tighten slightly. “Accept me?” “These tools here are not lifeless tools,” she said. “They respond to the one who holds them. Some will reject you outright. Some will remain dormant. And one…” she paused briefly, her gaze sharpening just enough to make me hold my breath, "Just one, will resonate.” I swallowed quietly, suddenly very aware of where I was standing. It now felt like all these things had eyes and were staring at me. It was stupid I know, but that'