Chapter 1

My stepbrother, Alpha Liam, had been drugged with wolfsbane aphrodisiac.

He gripped my waist, his fangs grazing the side of my neck. "Help me."

I gave in to him. The very moment his mark sank into my flesh, I looked up and saw his first love standing at the door.

Three days later, Olivia’s lifeless body was pulled from the river.

She was carrying an unborn pup—which was supposed to be Liam's firstborn.

For the next thirty years, Liam gave me all the hollow honor of being his official Luna.

Yet he never gave me so much as a single kiss.

Trapped in endless misery, I prayed to the Moon Goddess:

"In my next life, I want nothing to do with Liam."

The next second, the Goddess granted my wish.

I was thrown back to the very night where all the agony began.

"Emma..."

Liam's voice trembled. His teeth lightly nipped at my earlobe.

This was the exact moment in my past life where I made the biggest mistake of my existence.

Liam was adopted by my parents.

Growing up, he doted on me and cherished me above all else.

Back then, watching him suffer, an impulse took over, and I...

And then, I met Olivia's tear-filled eyes by the door.

Three days later, dressed in a mate ceremony gown, she died with her unborn child.

From that day on, Liam hated me to the bone.

I shoved Liam away with all my strength. He stumbled backward, his eyes wide with shock.

"Liam, I'll go get you some water."

I pushed the door open. Sure enough, Olivia was standing right there.

I had been so naive in my past life, thinking she was just an innocent, fragile girl.

If she was really that innocent, how could she have timed her arrival so perfectly?

"You're just in time."

"What do you mean?" A flicker of panic flashed across Olivia's eyes.

I didn't bother playing along. I grabbed her by the arm and shoved her straight into the room.

"Your first love is here. Figure it out yourselves."

*Bang.* I slammed the door shut.

The next second, the door was kicked wide open from the inside!

Liam hadn't touched her.

Instead, he threw a vicious punch straight into the full-length mirror on the wall!

Glass shattered everywhere, slicing through his arm and leaving him covered in blood.

He had actually used self-harm to snap himself out of the drug's haze!

His eyes burned crimson as he glared at me, looking ready to tear me to shreds.

He was nothing like the Liam from moments ago.

"Emma, how can you be so vicious?!"

"Olivia is carrying my pup."

"You threw her in here—were you trying to kill my child?!"

How could Liam know?

In our past life, he had no idea at this point!

I froze on the spot.

A terrifying, ridiculous realization exploded in my mind—

He had reincarnated too?

"Emma!"

Liam gritted his teeth. "How did I never realize how cruel you really are?"

He stood tall before me, looking down with cold disdain.

"In one month, I am holding my mate ceremony with Olivia."

"From now on, you'd better know your place."

"My place?" I looked up at him.

"My sister."

"We may not share blood."

"But you grew up calling me your brother. That is all you will ever be."

He paused, a dark, complicated look flashing across his face. "Stop with these pathetic games and dirty tricks."

A bitter laugh escaped my lips.

So all along, he believed I was the one who drugged him.

No wonder he spent thirty years despising me.

From beginning to end, in his eyes, I was just a desperate, vile woman who would stop at nothing to have him.

"Fine," I said, nodding calmly. "I wish you two a lifetime of happiness."

Surprise flickered in Liam’s gaze, as if he never expected me to agree so easily.

What he didn't know was that my parents had left me a way out.

Liam, if you truly mate with someone else, you will lose everything.

The ones who truly loved me were always Mom and Dad.

I would wait patiently until their ceremony day.

Under the excuse of "making up for my sins," Liam ordered me to wait on Olivia hand and foot.

"Emma, starting today, you will cook for Olivia, wash her clothes, and take care of everything she needs."

Liam stood in the living room, sneering down at me.

"Until you genuinely repent and rid your heart of this malice."

I didn't argue. I simply nodded. "Understood."

Liam seemed caught off guard by my submission, but his expression quickly turned ice-cold again.

Olivia sat on the sofa, gently stroking her flat stomach, offering me a sweet, victorious smile.

"Emma, I'm sorry to trouble you for the next few months."

Right on cue, she began making my life a living hell.