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she smiled, drained. "To change destiny," he replied, with a look that didn’t seem to belong to a child. With the list in hand—one the triplets claimed had “reliable companies with active job openings”—Maya began to send her information. She didn’t read the names. Didn’t have the time, or the mind. Among them, there it was: Kan Industries – Financial Sector and Strategic Innovation. She clicked. Sent. And didn’t notice the shadow moving in the background of reality, pulling the strings of fate with small, determined fingers.

I opened my eyes to find a shiny knife before me, sending me tumbling back onto the couch in fear. "What's wrong, Lily? Do you want an apple?" my husband, Xavier Henderson, asked. My heart raced—wasn't I dead? Because I kept quiet, Xavier moved closer, still holding the knife. He said, "There's a new coworker who lives in our neighborhood..." I slapped the knife away and frantically inspected my body. And then, realization dawned—I had been reborn!

"You're under a powerful curse. I can't lift it. You must find the person who cast it." With tears streaming down her cheeks, my best friend dropped to her knees, begging the nun for help. After pondering for a moment, the nun handed me a scroll of prayer. "This will buy you time, but the curse will eventually rebound onto the puppet. "However, your fates are intertwined now. If you died, she would die too; if she died, you'd be dragged down with her. "This isn't a long-term solution. You must find the person who placed the curse on you and have them lift it."

The floor seems to open beneath me. And then I’m lifted off the ground. Carried. Weightless. Helpless. My vision fades entirely except for one last flicker: A door sliding open into a chamber filled with blinding white light. A chair. Straps. Machines ready to rewrite something deep inside me. My memories? My identity? My connection to Alexander? My heart shatters. And as the light swallows me whole I hear him say: “Welcome to Rebirth Protocol Zero.”

After the war between humans and shifters, an alliance was formed to keep the peace. The price? Daughters of the human nobility had to choose a shifter as their mate. The first half-blood born from this union would become the new ruler, ensuring that peace would last. As the eldest daughter of the Morrison family, I was the first to be chosen. But right after I chose the wolf Alpha, Calvin, I saw a vision on our engagement day. Because I failed to conceive after six months, Calvin locked me in a cage, determined to use me as a vessel for his pure bloodline. After I finally gave birth to the prophesied hybrid, my sister, Trina, appeared, claiming she wanted to take care of me. But the truth

Nash stumbled back, his face ashen. "Retribution… Retribution… "Ha, haha… Retribution!" I coolly watched him shuffle away, a broken man. Any love between us had crumbled away, just like that busted ceramic doll. ... It was not long after Nash's exit that Calvin showed up. I had just gotten back from some errands when Calvin was suddenly there, waiting. "Jo, I've been waiting for you. I–"

Glancing at me, Alexander furrowed his brows and spoke in an impatient tone, "Why are you here?" I suppressed the resentment welling up within my chest and handed in my application form. "Alexander, I…" Taking the document, he tossed it onto a towering pile of papers beside him without even looking at it and cut me off, "Perfect timing. Go and start the preparations. We'll be holding a welcome ceremony for Vivian in a few days. As for the scale, we will go with the standards of a Luna." Probably because of my usefulness, Alexander promoted me from an Omega to his Beta. And now, he threw another assignment at me, as if I were nothing but a tool.

My breath hitched, my chest tightening as if my heart might break through it. There was no time to think. I grabbed Andrew's phone, woke the screen, and turned it toward them. "Of course, he has a family. Look." A small, bright photo filled the display, a family of three smiling at the camera. Andrew looked younger, enough to place it years back. The child stood out immediately, with his pale skin and white hair. In my last life, I learned later that Andrew's son had a rare genetic condition. He couldn't afford treatment, and the boy died at six.

Fast, quiet, and very good at their jobs. Perfect. Now he could go keep Lisa company in jail. After seeing what happened to Ethan, the others no longer dared to come near me. They were afraid I would retaliate. Later, I heard that some of them took a gap year and applied again, but their confidence had been destroyed. Most of them never got into the schools they had once bragged about. Others went straight into work or ended up at schools they used to look down on. But none of that had anything to do with me anymore.

His voice blurred slightly in the wind. "I brought you here at last. Didn't you always want to see the stars here?" My spirit floated beside him. My heart ached at the sight of his aged back. He scattered my ashes gently across the surface of the lake. "You will always be the light of my life." I laughed and cried at the same time in the air above him. I felt my spirit slowly fading away. It was a sign that I was about to disappear completely, but I wasn't afraid anymore.