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As she spoke the moons words. “Yes,” She spoke slowly. Her heart dropped as the newest chosen floated within her mind, her beast growling in displeasure at the prospect while her mind whirled in sympathy. Another life the Goddess would overrule. “A Conduit?” Leonidas questioned further. “A re-birth.” Leonidas stilled and her hand clenched his as their connection continued. A re-birth was never heard of in their lifetime, a divine gift the Goddess bestowed upon her greatest wolves, a curse for they were that it was bestowed upon.

“Did she die and come back to life? How exactly does it work?” When Devyn noticed I was watching him, he returned to feigning pretense. I almost rolled my eyes. “Being reborn is getting a second chance at life.” I had to break it down since Axel was, unfortunately, dumb. “Think of it as being drawn back to life before finalizing the death process. In other words, she missed death by the smallest possible chance.” “And how again did that happen?” Axel hadn’t been this intrigued by anything that didn’t have to do with him, his dick, or his pack. The longer I sat here, observing them, the more different they were from the feral Alphas I knew.

I think every fork held around the table, stopped in mid-air. “How can that be? I’m not that old.” I looked at Gabriel, feeling a little nervous and anxious. “Luna-kissed never die. They are reborn.” I looked at Sam and Elara. “Sam told me that lore, but not the reborn part.” “We didn’t know,” Elara said a little defensively. “Oh! I wouldn’t have expected that,” I clarified quickly. “Now we know what it means.” Then I looked at the old woman. “So, this means I’ve been reincarnated?”

Now, the blood has been washed away and it was so glaring. I was reborn as Alyssa Arnold. "What!" I yelled, forgetting I was in the car. The remaining words stuck in my throat when I saw Tristan's warning gaze. How is this possible? Why am I reborn as Alyssa Arnold? And, how come Alyssa Arnold was going through a lot? The Alyssa Arnold everyone knows was a happy woman in a happy marriage.

I muttered as tears streaked down my face, I sniffled in deeply as more tears streamed down my eyes, “I thought I was going to see you again but somehow I found myself back here,” “I don’t know what is going on but I know that you’re my angel and you’re watching over me,” I bursted out in tears crying heartily over his grave, my father was the only one who understood me, and crying one more time over his grave I felt a feeling of relief was over me, I felt light, I felt more energized, I felt encouraged and I could just feel it that henceforth, I can’t remain the same.

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.

I couldn't help but wonder if she'd slipped something bad into it. This time around, I didn't dare touch it. I slid the jar back to her. "You can have it." After watching her finish it, I went back to my bedroom and dabbed some moisturizer on my face to test my suspicion. In no time, dark spots bloomed across my skin, in the exact same places as the ones on Mirabelle's face. As I expected, things hadn't changed even though I was given a second chance at life. I recalled how, in my previous life, the more skincare I used, the more spots and wrinkles I developed, as if I had aged 20 years overnight.

It was something both of us weren’t expecting but we accepted it since it was a blessing. I learned that there was a reason I was reborn as Sayori. Just like what Empress Yukina said, maybe our lives in the future weren’t meant for us to live. Maybe it was a trial for what we should really be living in. Everything we experienced in the future was to prepare us for this moment. We aren’t sure if we were the only ones who were reborn but if there was something certain, it was that we were meant to stay here. Every moment we are happy here is a moment worth cherishing.

The river shimmered, and the wind carried the scent of grass and wildflowers. Ophelia rested her head on his shoulder, their daughter sleeping soundly between them. “You know,” she said softly, “for the longest time, I thought being reborn meant I had to change fate. To rewrite the past.” He turned to her, listening silently. “But I was wrong,” she continued. “It wasn’t about rewriting anything. It was about understanding. Healing. Letting go.” She smiled faintly, eyes on the horizon. “I think I was reborn to learn that even broken things can bloom again.”

, he asked. I stared at the waterfall in silence for some time, not answering immediately. I suddenly remembered the day Atlas had brought me here. It was after my parents' funeral. Shortly after I had been reborn. It had been his secret place, a place he could go when he wanted to clear his head and he had shared it with me. I immediately shook my head forcefully. 'What was I thinking? What were these stupid thoughts? I didn't have the time for these? I was given a second chance to take my revenge on those who betrayed me, I don't have time for useless things such as feelings or mates'