The Secret Assassin Reborn As An Omega

Chapter 7

Word Count: 854 | Released on: 26/06/2026

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y, a slow, cold smile

from my pocket. I had already hit

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my room in the east wing. I sat on my bed in the gather

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The Secret Assassin Reborn As An Omega

Isidora Zytowski Werewolf

“I woke up with a splitting headache, only to find myself trapped in the heavy, scarred body of a wolfless Omega. Before I could even catch my breath, a cold, brutally handsome man threw a contract at my face. I had transmigrated into a trashy werewolf novel, bound by an ancient pact to the powerful Alpha protagonist, Draven Ward. "You are to be my mate," he said, his voice dripping with absolute disgust. The nightmare escalated quickly. At our mating ceremony, his parents publicly humiliated and disowned me in front of the entire pack. Draven immediately abandoned me, leaving me locked in a cramped servant's room. His vicious sister and mother didn't stop there; they broke in and stole my dead birth mother's only jewelry box and my last bit of cash, trying to force me onto the streets. In the original book, this pathetic side character was bullied, permanently disfigured, and eventually died a miserable, lonely death. They all thought I was just a weak, useless waste of space who would break under their cruelty. But they didn't know that before I died, I was "The Surgeon"-a legendary black-market medic and top-tier operative. Feeling a sudden wave of nausea, my hand dropped to my stomach, realizing the prophesied Alpha triplets from the novel's lore were already growing inside me. I smiled coldly at the mirror, prepared my deadly sedatives, and decided it was time to make the entire Ward family pay.”