Novel & Cerita Terlahir Kembali

Who would have ever thought that he would come here alone and leave with so many counting on him for survival and success? Once back inside, the warmth of the packhouse. The chatter and action were heartwarming to Gregory. Life was full of happiness and hope. His mate helped settle everyone down after the rush to make the pups comfortable and ensure that they were well. Gregory got a good feeling from his guests and pack members. They’d not forget this yule for years to come. They had offered charity and hope too many, and the pups would have a chance at a bright future. Rebirth was a funny concept. Most think of giving birth to some creature. But its meaning was so much richer than that. It

“If the threshold opens the wrong way, that child becomes real.” Aira’s breath caught. Kael’s hand tightened at her waist. “Real how?” The basin woman’s voice dropped lower. “Not as a birth. As a return.” The chamber went completely still. Aira felt the seal in her chest answer with a cold, hard pulse. A return. The words struck too close to the vision she had glimpsed, the one of herself older, alone, standing before the black gate. The image came back in pieces, ugly and incomplete.

“You didn’t.” He looked at her then — really looked — like he still couldn’t believe she was real. That she had come back after all he’d done, after all he’d become. His hand twitched at his side, and she reached for it, her smaller fingers finding his. Their hands fit together easily, naturally, like they were two halves that had always been meant to meet. “The gods are gone,” Kael murmured. “The darkness is gone. But so much was lost.” Elara squeezed his hand. “That’s what rebirth means, Kael. You lose. You grieve. And then you rebuild.”

But a flash came back to me. No! This is not the end; I don't have to give up. I'm not alone, I say, touching my stomach. I must prepare for the arrival and the future of my child, even alone in a country about which I know nothing. I must give him a future, the best that I can give him. But for that, I must... I must live. Yes!! I must live.

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.”

The room stayed quiet after that confession and then he exhaled slowly. “That is unfortunate.” “Unfortunate?” He nodded once. “To return through murder is always harder.” “What does that mean?” I asked in confusion. “It means your second life was never going to be simple.” “Okay??" I asked as my curiosity heightened. “You returned because something was wrong.” “Yes.” “But returning does not automatically save you.” “I don’t understand.” “The reason for rebirth is correction.” He said as his eyes stayed fixed on mine. “You are given another chance to right what destroyed you.”

Rebirth, being born again. I don’t know how true this term itself is, but after experiencing a near-death moment, I can say that the word 'rebirth' does hold deep meaning for me. It was a life-altering event that made me realize the fragility of existence and the importance of cherishing every moment. The near-death experience served as a wake-up call, propelling me to embrace life with renewed vigor and gratitude.

When Nathalia dared to ask the question, her eyes widened in shock. "Is she?" she enquired of the Moon Goddess. "Yes, my dear child, you are going through what is known as "the rebirth," which is a circle of a ready wolf. Very few wolves go through this, and any that do are unquestionably great wolves who are developing grace. Few wolves have survived the kind of trauma you have endured, and if you had lost your wolf, you would have experienced the same anguish as when your kidnappers held you captive. However, since you survived, she will fully return.

"Senna, did you think getting a second life meant you could do whatever you wanted? Too bad. This time around, I came back too." Her pupils shrank. The color in her face faded completely. "You... You were reborn too?" I did not answer. I just looked at her. Maggie rested a hand on my shoulder. Her voice was gentle, but the weight behind it was unmistakable. "Gage, the police are already downstairs. What do you want to do to her?" I looked at Senna's face, the same face I had once been obsessed with. Now, all I felt was revulsion. "Whatever she did to me and my father in the last life, I want it paid back a hundred times over."

The once-privileged heirs, cut off from their powerful families, had since sunk into lives of quiet misery. Upon hearing that, Mia raised her hand to stop the conversation. “That’s enough. It’s not good for the baby.” They were nothing more than parts of the past. And Mia was walking toward a better future.