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Right after the enemy finished making their threat, a string of strange floating text suddenly appeared before my eyes. [Scott, pick our girl! Let the wife die already!] [Once the wife dies, she can go back to the modern world and get a huge transmigration bonus. Then you and Jennifer can finally be together!] [I'm so sick of this kind of story where women suffer. Just give us a happy ending already!] Go back to the modern world…and get paid? Hanging from the city wall, I instantly felt a surge of excitement.

But just before he could reach him, I leaned to his side, and caught him. “Don’t.” I whispered, Blade struggled against my grip, “He is the traitor,” he yelled, “He needs to be punished,” “I know,” I answered, “But not like this.” Garrick simply watched his son yell at him with that same smile on his face, When I turned next to face Blade, he was staring at his father with tears running down his cheeks. “You're still my son,” Garrick whispered, “And you can still be the alpha, if you walk to my side, and help me kill him,” he pointed at me, “We can still turn this around,”

Freezes. Then slowly looks up at me. “You,” he breathes. “You’ve got to be kidding me. Why are you everywhere? In person, online… even in my dreams?” Everything clicks. “Tell me the dream,” I say quietly. He hesitates. “Wait… does that mean you’ve been reborn too?” The word settles between us. Reborn. Impossible. Yet the only thing that makes sense. “I don’t know,” I whisper. But I do. It hits me all at once.

“Lena, I was wrong. None of what happened was your fault. I was too proud. I've loved you since we were children, and I couldn't bring myself to admit it. I was scared my mother would make your life miserable, so I went to Cassia. But I see now that it was all my fault. At least in this life you've given birth to our child, so let's go back to the pack together, and you'll be my Luna again.” At his words, a puzzled look crossed my face. The man standing before me now looked like the playmate of my childhood, not the imposing Alpha I'd known. His tears spilled over without any warning. I hadn't expected it. He had been reborn too. “I—” “I was reborn the first year after you died.” Clearly he

Could it be that the heavens heard me? So I'm not dead. Is this a second chance... To rewrite my mistakes?

She whispered to her reflection: “If they want me… they’re not ready for what happens next.” Because Sheraphina wasn’t the same fragile girl she’d been before rebirth. She had survived death once. She wouldn’t bow to the shadows now.

That night, I'd overheard Derek talking to himself. At first, I'd wanted to figure out who he was talking to. Unexpectedly, a cold electronic voice suddenly echoed in my mind. It told me that it was Derek's system. But because I was the target receiving the transferred injuries, the moment I became aware of its existence, it automatically bound itself to me as well. At first, I was surprised, but then I considered the fact that I'd been reborn. Thus, the existence of a system didn't seem that far-fetched.

“And now, I offer you a choice. A final one.” “What choice?” “Rebirth,” the Origin whispered. “You can return. But not as who you were. You’ll carry all of us—Elaia, Lior, the knowledge lost in the collapse. You’ll become the Key.” Evryn hesitated. “And if I refuse?” The Origin’s face darkened. “Then Lior’s copy rises. Earth is rewritten in synthetic image. Humanity fades into programmed obedience.” A pause. “No pressure,” the Origin added, smiling sadly.

but she remember everything me :- okey I will protect her and please let me reborn. I will protect her this time no matter what. I can't take this regret anymore :goddess:- OK I give you secrets permission to reborn

My body burned hot, trembling, unsure if the wetness on my skin was sweat, mud, or blood. Then I heard it a howl. Close. Too close. My blurred eyes caught the shadow just before its claws sank into my flesh. A rogue. Good, I thought dimly. At least this would end my miserable life. I closed my eyes, not sure if the pain in my chest was worse than the claws shredding my skin. How had it come to this? I looked up at the full moon shining its brightest, and as darkness swallowed me, I made a vow. If I ever got a second chance, I would live to love myself. I would prove my worth.