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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.

This made her jump off the bed with joy, completely forgetting she was naked. She walked close to the big wall mirror, admiring her leg. Her face had ceased to smile the day she woke up without a leg. She dared not look others in the face and had always accepted whatever life threw at her, but her glow was back. Her hand went to the mirror table, where she took her mobile, flipping through the calendar. It was 5 years earlier—she had been granted a rebirth 5 years earlier. Oh… just how much she missed it was very clear and written in her eyes. She felt so happy having her leg back and being given a second chance. Now everything made sense. She had been given a second chance to rewrite everyt

Ashley's chest heaved in pain, her croaked and hoarse voice mirroring the devastation she felt. "Ash..." Matt soothed, his voice gentle as he pulled her into a comforting embrace. After a moment of silence, he spoke up again. "This new face, this new body... could it be a chance for a fresh start?" “I mean…” He whispered, his fingers stroking her hair gently. “Isn't this a chance to escape your toxic family and be with someone who actually cares about you?” Ashley pulled back, her eyes flickering with a mixture of uncertainty and defiance.

My dad utters as he steadies me on my feet and against him. “Merry wow there.” Jenn exclaimed as she rushed to me. “My liege!” Crispin shrieked as he tried to move to me, only Sarah held him back. “Merida not so fast!” Sarah yelled as she pulled Crispin back “I called in the Gatlin’s, your guide told me you were friends through elementary school.” Ericson explained from his seat across from us. “I figured the more friends you have the more comfortable you will be as you learn everything. Plus, to answer your question, yes rebirth started with your family, but it has occurred more and more over the centuries with others. Crispin being one of those souls and Jenn Gatlin being another.”

But it was impossible not to remember. “I’m sorry, Asher. I’m so sorry...” Asher had spent two years building himself back from ashes. He’d changed his name, his country, his entire world, just to never feel that kind of devastation again. And now? He was watching the same man who destroyed him… being destroyed. There was a part of him, a darker, colder part, that almost welcomed it. Good. Let him see what it feels like to be burned alive. But the rest of him?

And somewhere deep in the night, beneath the breath of the new pack I’d built, I felt it—the echo of destiny shifting again. Something was coming. And this time, it wouldn’t be Kaelus. It would be something older. Something that had been waiting since the gods fell. And as the mist swallowed the clearing, I whispered to the dark—not in prayer, but in promise. "We will not be hunted again." The forest seemed to answer, a low pulse beneath the soil, as if the earth itself agreed. Maybe this was what rebirth truly meant—not rising unbroken, but learning to live beautifully with the cracks.

“It means you are the key to ending the ancient fracture. You are the original form reborn.” Ashen opened his eyes fully. Filled with gold. “I’m not awakening them,” I whispered. “I’m awakening myself.”

My childhood friend, the boy I grew up with, and before Asher came into my life, the only man who'd ever made my heart race. In my past life, I had repeatedly rejected Asher, and Lucian was a significant part of the reason. I thought he was the mate the Moon Goddess had chosen for me. But after my rebirth, fate played a cruel joke on me—I chose Asher, and then I didn't see Lucian again for years. That changed a few months ago when he called me for the first time. "Cassandra, come back with me. Leave him." I said no. Back then, I still had that last shred of hope for Asher. But that decision got Ethan killed, and it cost me my child, my everything.

“You are heir to more than Sterling blood. You are heir to the forgotten throne. Heir of the goddess cast aside.” Her throat tightened. “No… I’m just—” “You are the flame reborn,” the spirit interrupted, voice fierce. “And the world will bow. Ash to ash. Fire to fire. You will rise, or you will burn.” The fire surged higher, enveloping her in light. She felt heat course through her veins, fierce but not destroying. It was power. Claiming her. Becoming her. Tears blurred her vision. “I can’t—” “You already are,” the spirit whispered. “Queen of the Ashes. Heir of the Forgotten Goddess.”