Chapter 1

I am Sarah Miller, Luna of the Ridge Pack. I was reborn to the moment before all the tragedies began.

In my past life, my Alpha husband, Ethan Brooks, and his mistress, Lydia Hayes, slaughtered my entire family.

My father's gruesome death, the humiliation of my daughter, my own agonizing demise—every horrific memory was etched into my soul.

I used to believe he loved me. I believed the Moon Goddess made us fated mates.

Until he destroyed everything we had for that woman.

Given a second chance by the Moon Goddess, I brought back an ancient power. And I was going to make him pay.

"Ethan, does Sarah know you came with me to try on wedding dresses? Isn't her mother's funeral today..."

Lydia's voice was dripping with fake guilt.

Ethan quickly reassured her, "It's fine. Sam is gone. Whatever he owed you, I'll make up for it. He was my brother! Don't worry, Sarah understands. Besides, it's just her mother. My presence doesn't matter anyway."

"Oh, thank you, Ethan."

Lydia wrapped her arms tightly around him.

A pack warrior witnessed the entire scene and immediately mind-linked me.

I knew Lydia had deliberately let her see it, just so the news would reach my ears.

Just like in my previous life, she knew exactly which buttons to push.

Except I wasn't the same woman anymore.

I cut into the mind-link and answered, "Don't worry. I know you're grieving your fiancé. I sent my Alpha to keep you company. I'm not upset at all."

Then, I reached out to Ethan through our bond: "Ethan, take good care of Ms. Hayes. Tell her not to worry."

After that, I ignored them completely.

Once my mother's burial rites were finished, my father looked at me, his eyes bloodshot.

I forced a small, reassuring smile. "Dad, resign from the Elders' Council."

My father froze for a second, then realization dawned on him. He nodded quickly. "Alright. I'll wrap things up as fast as I can. Then we'll head to the Timber Creek Pack together. I've already spoken with your uncle."

"Okay."

Without speaking a word of it, we both knew we had been reborn.

After parting ways, I took my daughter back to the Alpha's residence.

To my surprise, Ethan was already home.

When he saw me, a flicker of panic crossed his face. "Honey, don't get the wrong idea. I was just afraid Lydia might do something reckless, so I—"

"I get it," I cut him off smoothly. "It hasn't been easy for you to run the pack for us. Sam was your best friend, and he died saving you. Taking care of his fiancée is the right thing to do."

"Honey, you..."

Ethan stared at me in disbelief.

Of course he was suspicious.

In our past life, I despised Lydia with every fiber of my being.

Even when Sam was still alive, I couldn't stand her.

I had always sensed she had an ulterior motive with Sam, but Ethan had dismissed it as petty jealousy.

"Just because Lydia is prettier than you, you call her scheming? Sarah, you disappoint me."

That had been our very first fight over Lydia.

"Honey, are you really not mad?" Ethan pressed again.

I nodded gently. "I'm not."

Seeing that I wasn't pretending, Ethan breathed a visible sigh of relief.

I seized the moment to slip a pack resource transfer document among a stack of regular paperwork, asking for his official paw print seal.

Guilt-ridden as he was, Ethan stamped his paw print without even glancing at the pages.

Looking at the fresh seal on that document, hatred flared behind my eyes.

Ethan, since you destroyed my family for that woman in our past life, I'll gladly step aside for you in this one.

Let's see what you choose when it comes down to pack power versus your little mistress.

After that, Ethan played the part of a devoted father, even offering to drive our daughter to school.

I knew, however, that Lydia wouldn't stay quiet for long.