Second Turning
With his silent approval, they tore me down, piece by piece, until I was nothing more than a joke—no longer the queen I once was.
The suffering pushed me into severe depression. Only suppressants keep my wolf form from spiraling out of control.
Until one day, my medication was replaced with a slow-acting poison. He was the one who did it.
I died alone, locked away in the cold palace, a child still growing inside me.
However, the Moon Goddess granted me another chance.
Reborn in this life, I chose to let them have each other.
But what I didn’t expect was that Alpha Iris had been reborn too.