After Rebirth, I Claimed My Silver Wolf Blood
As the daughter of the Silvermane Pack's strongest Alpha, I was born with two enviable protectors.
My brother, Adrian, couldn't bear to see me get a single scratch, and my mate, Liam, couldn't stand to see me shed a single tear.
But at my transformation ceremony, Iris, an exile's daughter, stole the Moon Goddess Potion that was meant for me.
She shifted first, becoming a rare, pure white wolf and capturing the awe of the entire pack.
I only confronted her about it, yet my brother handed me over to enemy rogues as a bargaining chip for a truce.
And my mate used wolfsbane to block my transformation, stealing my last chance to fight back.
With their silent consent, I was tortured by my enemies until death was a mercy.
Before I died, one of the rogues gloated, "So what if your father exiled me? My daughter, Iris, will soon be their Luna. The entire Silvermane Pack will be mine!"
I died, consumed by hatred.
When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn on the day of my transformation ceremony.
Eyeing the preening white wolf before me, I sneered.
"Guards! Shave all her fur!"