Let Me Be Reborn นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I promise to revenge no matter how many times I'm are reborn. My eyes voluntarily closed up.

"You've been given another shot at life. However, for your revenge to be more purposeful, the body you are currently in, isn't yours. You've possessed the body of a very weak Luna who was killed by her enemy in the pack. While you are having your revenge, you must focus on not getting killed the second time." Then it faded... ..... "Are you awake now?" A voice tugged at my consciousness. I opened my eyes, my gaze landing on a masked figure.. Looking closely, I gasped. "Alpha Kaden?" I questioned with an iota of doubt. "Did falling from the stairs induce amnesia?" He asked with a chuckle. I shuddered. What was this? I had been reborn. However, not as Reene but Alpha's Kaden mate? The weak Lun

You all should watch out for me because I'm not that girl you know anymore. In my past life, I have made numerous mistakes of being too nice, shy, kind and naive, oblivious of what the world truly was; oblivious of the evil going on but now that I know everything and what I should be expecting, I won't make those mistakes twice. I won't let them trample on me any longer or treat me like a piece of shit. I know my place and I'm ready to get it. I have been reborn and the sole reason for my rebirth is to make sure they're all taken care of, every single one of them, and I won't hold back.

I couldn't break free from the harsh clutches of the raging water so I gave into it as the icy coldness of it numbed all of the pain I felt away, and I welcomed the cold hug of death with open arms. If I was reborn. I'll make sure they all burned for what they'd done to me. They'll all pay.

We weren’t supposed to know each other at all. And yet... He knew me. My heart pounded against my ribs, a wild, reckless thought crashing into my mind. I gasped, hand flying to my mouth. "Could it be that..." I whispered, feeling the blood drain from my face. My voice trembled, "Could it be that, like me, he also got reborn?" Shock rippled through me, “No, that can't be right. But… If I got reborn, who's to say that someone else couldn't have done the same?” If Alaric had truly gotten reborn, then things were going to change.

And so I stayed. Maybe it was the mate bond. Maybe guilt. But my soul refused to leave him. I thought that was it—forever stuck in limbo. Watching. Waiting. Then came the Blood Moon. Its crimson light wrapped around me like silk, igniting something ancient. Something sacred. My soul began to stitch itself back together. And then—I opened my eyes. My hands weren’t ghostly. My skin touched the sheets. I scrambled for my phone. The date. I had been reborn.

This was about vengeance. I set the phone down, fingers trembling, then curling into fists. Let them think I was gone. Let them believe they had buried me. Because I was back. And this time, I wasn’t their prey. I was the fire coming for them in the dark.

“You need to be reborn.” The cell fell silent again, I closed my eyes. Somewhere deep inside me, a crack began to spread.

I steadied myself, pulled on my surgical cap and mask, and walked out, ordering, "Get ready for surgery! I'll be doing this surgery myself!" I decided that in this lifetime, it was their turn to experience the agony of betrayal and the loss of everything they had.

My voice sounded aged, and I tried to soften it. “You must be confused about many things after your rebirth. If you have questions, ask them.” *]:pointer-events-auto scroll-mt-(--header-height)" dir="auto" data-turn-id="e74db17b-4836-4342-879e-234d28183114" data-testid="conversation-turn-9" data-scroll-anchor="false" data-turn="user">