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I had once thought that if Adrian ever bowed his head to me, I would crumble completely. But when he actually stood before me, saying he'd remembered the last life, saying he was wrong, saying he wanted one chance. My heart stayed unbelievably quiet. It turned out that once some loves were truly dead, even a belated apology couldn't stir a ripple. Lucien didn't press. He only had a maid bring hot tea. Vampires didn't fear the cold. But on a frozen northern night with the wind howling, a cup of tea cradled in both hands always made a person feel steady.

Make sure your supply agreement is current. She sat in her mother's kitchen at nine in the evening with December pressing at the window and read Adrian Lead's message and felt something move through her that she was not ready to name and was not going to name and was going to file away in the same place she had filed every other thing that felt like it was becoming something she had not planned for. She typed back four words. Tell him it is. She set the phone down. Outside the city was settling into its night rhythm and somewhere in it a press release was still circulating and Anthony was still angry and Ren was still calculating and Diane was still performing.

"The system is lying! It's a glitch!" "A wolfless girl?!" a noble girl shrieked, her voice cracking in pure, unadulterated horror as she pointed a finger at the altar. "She’s a charity case! A servant who scrubs our dormitory floors! How can she be the fated mate of the three Apex Kings?! The Moon Goddess is defective!" "This is an insult to our bloodlines!" a senior Alpha roared, slamming his fist against the concrete barrier. "She doesn't even have an aura! She’s trash!"

His twisted face overlapped with the memory of him staring coldly at me as I lay paralyzed in my previous life. I suddenly stopped struggling. Gathering all my strength, I raised my free hand and delivered a sharp, resounding slap across Zachary's face. He froze, and his grip on my wrist loosened unconsciously. The air seemed to freeze. I shook his hand off and spoke to him clearly, word by word. "Zachary, this slap is meant to wake you up. Look at yourself. You look like a madman! The Zachary I once loved died a long time ago—the moment you humiliated me for Vivian.

My Omega wants his Alpha, wants to go to him, wants to soothe him, I clamp down hard enough that vision blurs. Hold it together. The suppressants attempt to stabilize, and they fail. Something overrides them, and I try too hard to hold them back. And looking at Kieran's face as he groans around his fangs, my scent slips. Just for a second to ease the tension, barely a breath. Rain, Cedar. The Nightshade rose blooming under the moonlight. Raw Omega under forced alpha coding. The reaction from the people in the room is immediate, and a technician stiffens. “What was that?”

"I would also like to report her—Juliana Ziegler is a foreign spy from Rovimia!" Those around subconsciously took a few steps back.

But now that I had been reborn, everything she had done to me in my past life was still vivid in my mind. She had taken over my shelter and treated me like an animal. I could only eat whatever scraps they felt like giving me. The final image of her sitting on Tristan's lap as they drove me out was seared into my mind. But it didn't matter anymore. I was reborn. This time, I would be the one in control of the game.

"Don't ever touch me again." Kieran’s lips curled into a slow, twisted smirk. "You think this is over?" he murmured. "It is." He chuckled darkly. "No.. Omega. It isn't. This is just the beginning. I'll be back. And mind you, I’ll never accept your rejection." My heart squeezed. "You will be mine again. Whether you like it or not." Then he left. I stood there. Frozen. Shaken. As I walked back to the house, my legs shook. My body shook. Every part of me shook. The dread filled me with the realization that if I wasn't strong enough, Kieran would have marked me and would have owned me against my will.

I blamed you for what happened, for the life I lost. Camille gasped after hearing that. She grabbed a buzzer to get a doctor as it was clear something terrible was happening to Katherine, but her hand stopped in the middle of the move when she heard another word. - I was reborn.- Alpha whispered. Those words were challenging but also so refreshing. - The Moon Goddess brought me back, giving me the chance to fix my mistakes. And I was doing good, knowing your moves, I could prevent them. Camille was watching her with the wide-open eyes. Was this possible? Was Katherine brought back to life?