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Ava Smith, the only child of Elliott Smith, the beta of Westwood pack was determined to be the next beta of her pack because she had always wanted to make her parents proud and be the son they never had, but all of her dreams were crushed before she had even started. She was being bullied, mocked, tortured, and broken by the alpha's son and his friends. Damon Walter. She hated that name to the core. He was her worst nightmare. He was the reason she had to let go of her dreams and leave her parents and she vowed never to come back to that pack. Ava had no choice but to go to that pack she hated the most because her husband-to-be, an Alpha from another pack sent her to Mistwood pack because he had made a promise to her parents that she would attend the mating ceremony happening in Westwood pack. What happens when fate decides to play a little game with Ava, she figures out that the new Alpha of the Westwood pack, Damon Walter, is her mate. Damon Walter, the alpha of Westwood pack, was rejected cruelly by his mate on the night of the mating ceremony. He was taken aback by that rejection but he vowed to make her his no matter what. Now he had to prove to his mate that he was worthy of her. What happened when he figured out that he was the cause of her misery and she rejected him because she wanted exact revenge on him? Now the cold Alpha must do whatever it takes to win back his mate and make her accept him back.

I died for my mate. When an assassin's wolfbane dagger was aimed at Alpha Damian Blackwood, I threw myself in front of it without hesitation, believing my sacrifice would finally prove the depth of my love. Instead, my final moments revealed a devastating truth. The man I worshipped had never loved me. The mate bond I cherished meant nothing to him because his heart belonged to his beautiful stepsister, the one woman he could never openly claim. To Damian, I was never his chosen mate. I was only a convenient pawn in a game I didn't understand. Then fate did the impossible. I woke up six years in the past, eighteen years old again, with all my memories intact and only one day remaining before the mate ceremony that had destroyed my future. This time, I refuse to make the same mistake. I will not chase Damian. I will not beg for his affection. And I will never die for him again. But the moment I begin changing my fate, everything starts to unravel. The Alpha who once barely tolerated my presence suddenly watches my every move. The farther I push him away, the more determined he becomes to keep me close. His obsession grows with every choice I make, as if losing me was never part of his plan. Even more disturbing is the fear in his stepsister's eyes whenever she looks at me. As hidden enemies emerge and long-buried secrets rise to the surface, I uncover a truth far darker than betrayal. My death was never an accident, and the past holds dangerous mysteries capable of destroying the entire pack. This time, I am no longer the girl willing to die for love. But rewriting destiny may awaken forces far deadlier than the future I escaped.

Mom was Dad's dirty little secret. Every year, he would hold her and promise, Wait for me. We'll have our mating ceremony next year. Five years passed, but he mated with another woman instead, making her his Luna. Mom grew bitter and unhinged. She even resorted to abusing me just to get Dad's attention. Go call your father! Tell him you're sick and he needs to see you! But after she pulled that trick so many times, Dad grew disgusted with me. Learning to lie like your mother already. Sickening. Later, Dad's Luna had a daughter. Rumors of their perfect, loving family spread through the pack. Mom lost her mind completely. On my seventh birthday, she fed me a micro-dose of wolfsbane and ordered me to call Dad over. I begged her to take me to the pack hospital. She snapped impatiently, It's just a little wolfsbane. Take the antidote in a minute and you'll be fine. Stop being such a baby! Dad rushed over, only to shove Mom to the floor in annoyance. If you use this little liar to trick me again, you won't get another dime from me! Screams and sobs tangled in the air. I lay on the freezing floor, slowly losing consciousness. Before I died, I thought, "Without me here, they won't have to fight anymore." But after I actually died, Mom and Dad both said they regretted it.

When my mind-link request had been ignored by my parents for the twentieth time, I went to the Werewolf Council, clutching the report on silver dust corrosion in my hand. “Hello. I’d like to renounce my pack identity—effective immediately.” Ten minutes later, my parents burst in, dragging my adoptive younger sister, Elsa, with them, panic written all over their faces. The door burst open with a bang, and my Beta father charged in like a storm. His fangs bared, claws twitching. “You’re nothing but a spoiled brat craving attention! Stop this pathetic act. You’re an embarrassment to a Beta’s name!” My mother, a forensic specialist for the pack, immediately snatched the report from my hand. After a brief glance, she let out a cold sneer. “You faked this report just to get our attention? You’ve been a liar since you were a pup.” Elsa clung to both of them, tears in her eyes as she sobbed, “I’m sorry, Jenifer. It’s my fault for holding the shifting ritual. But please... don’t lie to our parents just to make them feel guilty!” Blood was still pouring from my nose, but I wiped it away calmly and stood tall before the werewolf councilors once more. “I haven’t had a real family for a long time. Please—remove all my personal records from the pack. I just don’t want my funeral—scheduled for three days from now—to be delayed.”

The ninety-ninth time my mate, Valeria, the pack's Alpha Female, blocked our mind-link, I dragged myself, ravaged by Soul-Decay, into the Hall of Covenants. The cold marble steps bit at my bare feet, each one sending a lancing pain through my chest. In the final stages of Soul-Decay, I'd lost my healing abilities. Even the simple act of walking was agony. "I'm here to request a severance of my mate bond." The covenant official took in my pale, gaunt frame, his gaze softening with pity. "Sir," he asked quietly, "don't you have a pack to support you?" I've been invisible to my parents ever since my father brought home my adoptive brother, Silas, when I was ten. And while Valeria was my mate, it was in name only. We had never held a public marking ceremony. She rarely brought me to pack gatherings. Most of the pack wouldn't even recognize me. I wiped away the blood welling at the corner of my mouth. "That doesn't matter anymore," I told the official. "A dying wolf needs no pack."

It is the final day for the high school students to submit their university application forms, and I find out that someone has swapped out my and Ned Nicholson's application forms for Jafferton College instead. In a panic, I hurry off to find Ned to tell him about it, but I end up overhearing a conversation between him and one of his friends instead. "Ned, you promised Miranda Montez that you would both apply for Hale University together. Why did you secretly swap out both your application forms for Jafferton College instead? Aren't you worried that Miranda's going to make a huge fuss about it?" Ned sounds confident as he replies, "She won't. She'll listen to whatever I say. She'll be fine with it as long as she's still in the same college as I am." He pauses for a while before continuing in an impatient voice. "Scarlett Jordan can't get into Hale University. It's beyond her. She's going to be really scared if she has to go to Westward to study on her own, so I promised her that I'd go to the same college she was going to. "I mean, Jafferton College isn't that bad. Miranda wouldn't mind it at all." I stay silent for a long while before leaving quietly, pretending that I never heard a thing. I withdrew my application form for Jafferton College and submitted a new form for Dayward University instead. We made a promise to each other that we would start dating after getting into university. But since he's breaking his promise for someone else's sake, I decide to leave him quietly and go after my own dreams instead.