Elijah_writes
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New Life: New Beginnings
Dee Gleem For the last two years, Kane has been dreaming of the day when his mate finally turns 18 and they can finally claim each other. However, his world suddenly comes crashing down and his dream is instantly destroyed when the alpha announces that his son (Kane's mate) has found his mate, who is the daughter of a neighboring pack's alpha.
However, he can't bring himself to say anything. He has kept this a secret for two years and he was waiting for another few months until his mate's birthday, but that day is never coming now.
He can't stand seeing his mate with another, and he can no longer handle being in his pack. He can't let his father know either, since he is the pack's Beta.
What can he do? The only thing that he can think of.... He will keep his secret and run as far away as possible. He will no longer be Kane, but he will become a new person, with a new name.
Blake. That sounds nice. It also reminds him of black, which is what his past is now. Beyond Biology: A Woman's Revenge
MAINUMBY My brother, Kevin, just got the bizarre diagnosis.
He had a fully functional uterus.
I, a bio-ethicist, saw it as a severe medical condition, but Kevin, fueled by delusion, declared himself the "next step in human evolution."
My mother, Eleanor, encouraged his madness, seeing it as a shortcut to our family's inheritance.
When I tried to intervene, to warn them of the dangers, Kevin sneered, "You' re just jealous. You' re a woman, so you can' t stand that a man can do your one job better than you. You' re obsolete."
My mother agreed, validating his cruel words.
I pushed back, trying to get the hospital's ethics committee involved, arguing Kevin wasn't psychologically fit.
They found out.
I walked into our family home that rainy night, and Kevin, encouraged by my mother, attacked me with a heavy glass trophy.
The last thing I saw was the trophy swinging down towards my face.
Then, darkness.
And then… light.
I gasped, jolting awake in my own bed, my body whole.
My phone buzzed.
The date confirmed it: three years before my murder.
Three years before Kevin's "miracle."
A slow, cold smile spread across my face.
They had killed me once for being an inconvenience.
This time, I would be the architect of their destruction.