Rebirth: Alpha Sarah’s Spectacular Comeback Mga Nobela at Kwento

There was too much strategy to map out; surviving a second chance at life required absolute calculation, and I couldn't afford a single mistake. Around the ninth hour of the evening, the heavy iron gates below groaned open, signaling his return. Before I could step out onto the balcony, a violent crash echoed from the master den next door, followed by Vickon's raw, thunderous roar. "Get out of my sight!" My heart seized with absolute terror. I bounded toward his doors. I had a thousand betrayals to undo in this timeline, but nothing took precedence over curing Vickon's silver sickness. The suffocating agony of a True Alpha watching his own wolf rot from the inside out while his dominion crum

Lydia explained, “Everyone was in a panic when we arrived that they could hardly notice I was the one. They were all talking about a voice commanding a maid to apologize.” “It’s true,” Alpha Damon confirmed. “The maid dared to call Sarai a beast.” Lydia looked puzzled. “But why would that warrant such a reaction?” “Because Sarai is a reincarnation of a goddess,” Alpha Damon said. Loretta’s eyes widened, and she began to shake. Alpha Damon quickly reassured her. “It’s nothing to be afraid of. Sarai is here to help the Pack.” Lydia’s eyes lit up with understanding. “Wow,” she whispered, clearly amazed by the revelation.

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?

" Valerie York's booming voice echoed around the cemetery. She was hauling two huge candles with her as she shot a disdainful glare at me. A violent shiver coursed through me when I heard her familiar voice. I hadn't died in the deep sea with the dark reefs. Instead, I had been reborn. I had returned to the day when Valerie insisted on illegally starting a fire on the mountain. The other employees stopped what they were doing and shot strange looks at me. From their perspective, I was the CEO's wife, but I was also an evil control freak. I was always finding reasons to target and harass their boss' carefree best friend.

Sophie bit her lip, looking so delicate that it would tug at everyone’s heart. "Ella, don't be upset. Mr. Graham just feels sorry for me being all by myself, which is why he decided to take me out for New Year's. If you really don't want us to go, don't push yourself. I can go on my own. Seriously, Ella. You can stop packing." Sophie tried to grab the suitcase from me, but in the next second, it crashed to the floor. My hands shook as I held the clothes. Seeing Sophie in front of me with her eyes filled with tears, I finally knew for sure that I had come back to life. I had returned to this very day when Sophie went to the beach by herself.

It was a miracle that none of us had dropped from sheer exhaustion. “Hello.” The word echoed around us. I walked to the window. “Is this thing on? It is? Okay. Hello, Lucia Everton!” Chandler stood at the top of a hastily erected platform with a megaphone that echoed across South City. “This is the official word of the Alpha of Northernfang. South City, come out and surrender so you can live. To Lucia Everton, you will be given a chance to atone for your sins by marrying our Alpha.” “Permission to shoot him, Lucia?” Peter asked, his entire body bristling with anger.

Now I was all he could see. I looked down at him pinned to the ground and said nothing. The guards dragged him away. A month later, Alaric's tribunal delivered the final verdict. Cain Thorne. Life imprisonment. No pardon. Pemberton Pack's territory and chronicles were formally returned. My name was carved into the stone monument of the Pack Alliance — the first Alpha to save an Alpha King with healing power, and to clear her father's name with a truth stone in a public trial. In my past life, my bones were scattered across the Rogue Wilderness, and no one remembered my name.

The healer hurried forward to examine her, then his expression changed, showing uncertainty mixed with surprise. "Congratulations, Alpha heir! Miss Scarlett is... pregnant!"

“This is outrageous!” Alpha Harris yelled, his voice vibrated through the room which broke the domineering silence that once filled the room. A bead of sweat rolled down Lylah's neck. Was I just being rejected? She thought inwardly. The look in Alpha Harris' eyes was filled with utmost disgust and anger. She couldn't tell where it came from. “Who let an outcast into the sacred mating ball?” Alpha Harris questioned, however, his questioning was met with silence. This silence angered him further.

That's why I'm going to have a sit-down and see whether I want to deal or not. I wondered what it would be like, to focus on something else for once. To look forward to living when I'd been so hellbent on dying. Knowing that you'd lived past the day you thought you were going to be dead is an odd feeling. It doesn't feel so much like borrowed time but a rebirth.