Reborn To Reclaim My Fated Alpha

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d was a

a deep, penetrating cold that seeped in

snap one by one, a sickening crunch echoing inside my

he damp, earthy smell of the cellar. Despair pressed down

l always

ithered through the fog of my fad

denly, ev

y clean lavender and sunshine. The weight lifted from my ches

t hammering against my

sion. I blinked, tears streaming down m

ite ceiling with a deli

n-year-ol

e pale, slender, and unmarred - no scars, no chain marks. Just the

n, a final cruel trick my min

eached out and pinched the

bloomed under the ski

. The floorboards were cool beneath my bare feet. I stumbled to the fu

ks still rounded with youth, the eyes wide and terr

date was circled in red ink with a little smile

Sixteen year

ands to my mouth, stifling a sob that was half laughter, half reli

was quickly followed by icy dread as the

a. My

run away with her to Sunstone Ridge. A si

d torn through my ankle, shattering the bone. And Katrina... Katrina had looked back once, her eyes wide with

remony. It branded me a coward, a runaway. It was

licate bone. No trace of the hideous, puckered scar tha

thought took hold: if I

gers into the collar of my silk nightgown a

art s

l Alpha-should have been, there was only a distorted smudge. The elegant outli

od ran

forgotten. Her vanity was neat, her perfumes arranged in a perfect line. I

k of diaries, was a small, nearly

arily alter the appearance of a birthmark. I had read about it in an old

, and the truth hit me with

was ba

tered my destiny mark, trying to steal my fate, to push me onto t

became the "moon"of some powerful Alpha. S

e'd stolen a path paved with glory. But

footsteps approached the do

dy? It's time to hea

odic as I remembered - a sound that

oothed my nightgown, schooling my features into a mas

osed door, and I d

chitect of m

one, incinerated by a cold,