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After I was reborn, when my Alpha's female Beta clipped a silver chain around my neck as a joke while I slept - I didn't shift and tear her throat out in front of the whole pack like I did in my past life. I didn't wreck half the pack house and threaten to challenge Antonio when he defended her, either. Instead, I just smiled calmly at him. "She's got guts. Let her have her fun." "Consider our tenth mating anniversary over, early. I've got pack business, so I'll head out first." With that, I grabbed my coat from the bedside and walked out of the pack house without looking back. Funny, isn't it? That was my home. And that she-wolf treated me like a stray. This time around, I behaved myself. You know, dignity isn't worth dying for. This time, I needed to figure out how to get a huge breakup settlement from my Alpha. I didn't expect Antonio to come after me. He stopped me at the end of the hallway. "Let me explain, Paulina. Violet's young. She likes to play around. She was just teasing you with the silver chain." "She didn't mean any harm. Her father and my father were brothers in arms. She grew up by my side. She doesn't know manners. You're my mate. Don't make a fuss of it." Antonio had said almost the same thing in my past life. Back then, Violet had bvrned me with the pack's ceremonial flame - the one that symbolizes pack authority - and I was already furious. Hearing him defend her in that calm voice made me lose control. I fired three shots at his feet in front of all the pack elders, screaming that we were done, and stormed out. I was so stupid back then. I thought threatening to cut ties would actually scare an Alpha. I walked through the winter rain for half the night in nothing but a thin coat. My high heels rubbed my calves raw. I even ran a fever. When I was dying in my safe house, Antonio didn't send anyone to look for me. That same night, he flew to Dark Hollow - wolves' largest casino with Violet. By the next day, photos of him fixing her holster and her standing on her toes to kiss his cheek were all over the pack's internal network. The irony was too much that I felt a bitter smile pull at my lips. Then Antonio suddenly let go of my wrist. "You don't believe me? How many times do I have to say it? Violet is the former Alpha's daughter. I'm just looking after her for him." "It's just a mark from a chain. Put some ointment on it. Can you stop imagining things between us and getting jealous for no reason?" I saw the coldness rising in his eyes. My ch//est ached. Not for him. For the Paulina of my past life. After our breakup, I got the most painful cancer. Every day, either the pain made me cry, or I curled up on the floor begging to die. When I had no money left, I stabbed myself with a knife, just to pass out for a while. But even then, I couldn't bring myself to sell the ring he gave me. The Black Diamond pack crest ring. Even when the doctor said I had a month left, I dragged my skeletal body back to his pack lands to find him. I hoped he would take me in. We had history. He once knelt in a pool of my parents' blood and swore to protect me forever. When I knelt outside the pack house gates, no one recognized me as their former Luna. My wolf whimpered low in my ch//est, but I shoved her down. I couldn't even see my Alpha. Once, I finally stopped his car. I grabbed his leg and held on, claws digging into his trousers. Antonio just said calmly, "Paulina, you chose to leave. Leaving means we're done. Don't come to me with your problems anymore." Then he pried my fingers off - one by one - and walked away without looking back. I collapsed on the cold ground, my wolf howling inside my skull. In the final moments of my past life, I saw him holding Violet in the rose garden I'd planted with my own hands. Kissing her while wearing the glasses I'd picked out. I knew he did it for me to see. My ch//est tightened. I didn't want to remember anymore. I pulled myself together and said calmly, "Antonio, I'm not jealous. I'm not mad at Violet." "I'm just tired. I want to go for a walk. Go back to the party. If you leave Violet alone, she'll be upset." Something flickered in his amber eyes. I didn't look at him again. I turned and walked into the night, my wolf finally silent. Back at my safe apartment in the city, I locked the door. The first thing I did was call a private medical center and book a full checkup for the next morning. This time, I just wanted to live. Oh, and if possible, get a huge breakup settlement from my Alpha. I'd barely hung up when Antonio showed up at my safe house. I didn't get it. Our tenth mating anniversary was a huge event. Everyone at the pack house was gossiping about him and Violet. Why was he here? He tugged at his collar, looking annoyed. "Running away from home again? You always come to your safe house and wait for me to come get you?" "You walked out on our anniversary. Did you think about my pride?" "Paulina, stop giving me that look." Ever since Violet became his personal Beta, Antonio had gotten more and more bitter toward me. He criticized everything I did. That harsh change in his attitude, plus Violet's provocations, were what made me lose control in my past life and make everything worse. I pushed down the ache in my ch//est, turned, and said calmly, "Antonio, believe it or not, I'm not angry. I'm not throwing a tantrum. And I'm not giving you a look." "See? I already took care of the mark on my neck. So I'm not holding it against you. And I wouldn't dare hold it against Violet." Then I walked into the bathroom and locked the door. When I came out, Antonio was gone. But my encrypted phone kept buzzing. It was Violet's habit. Whenever she was with my Alpha, she'd send me real-time photos of them together. She treated me like her personal cloud storage. In my past life, I used to break down crying or storm off to confront Antonio. Now, I looked at the photos she sent. I didn't curse her. Instead, I gave her honest feedback. "Wrong angle. Antonio looks better from the side. Hold the phone higher next time." "Also, too much empty space in the frame. You two don't look close enough." As soon as I sent it, Violet replied, "Did someone hack your account?" I sent back a smiley face. "No. Just for your information, Antonio is yours." Then I blocked her. This triangle worked fine now. I wanted the title of the Alpha's mate and the unlimited pack card. If Violet wanted Antonio's heart and his body, she could have them. Not like last time, when I was stupid enough to want all of him for myself. After dealing with Violet, I tried to sleep. But even reborn, I still couldn't rest easy. Just like when I had cancer in my past life, I kept dreaming of the past. When we were young, Antonio was quiet and withdrawn. His father, the former Alpha, was harsh on him. Late at night, after I'd already been asleep, I could still hear the whip from the training ground across the yard - a silver-tipped whip. Every time Antonio failed a combat drill, he'd get hit, and I'd hear his muffled growls of pain. I lived across from him back then. I always thought he was so pitiful. So whenever I got candy, I'd shift into my smaller form - just a pup - and sneak it into the pocket of his coat, which hung outside his door. I'd leave a note. "Have one when it hurts." The first time I left candy for him, he chased me down. His ears were bright red at the tips, and a low growl rumbled in his ch//est. "I don't like sweets." I just smiled and waved. "Antonio, you should talk more. Your voice is really nice." Later, it became a habit. That lonely young wolf started waiting for me. Waiting for me to slip candy into his coat pocket. In the dark alley of our pack's old territory, we walked side by side through countless days and nights. Until he turned eighteen. Right before his father - the former Alpha - sent him to a boarding school in Silver Moon. He found me and handed me a card. "I looked into it. This art school has high security. It's not far from my school. Your grades might not be good enough to apply, but you could try the foundation program." I didn't tell him that my parents had already planned to send me abroad to study art. They could afford any school. But I secretly changed my application. I chose that school because it was the closest to his. My father yelled at me for it. I didn't regret it. Later, we moved to the same city. Antonio, away from his father's control, changed. He took off his clunky glasses and got contacts. He cut his hair short and wore tailored suits. He even learned to play Chopin on the piano. I didn't know why he changed. Until one day, when I was in my studio celebrating an upcoming exhibition, he grabbed my wrist, his eyes flashing amber. "I've become everything you like. Can't you even look at me?" The word "like" hit me like a bullet. Even though we went to different schools, I'd heard the rumors. At sixteen, he eliminated pack traitors with his own claws. At eighteen, he took over half the territory. At twenty, he was already recognized as the Alpha heir. And countless she-wolves documented his "change" on private forums. I thought there was a whole bloody world between us. But he said he liked me. I've always been bold. I didn't even think. I stood on my toes and kissed him right there, feeling his sharp intake of breath against my lips. We got together after that. I spent my days learning to brew his coffee, pick out his cufflinks, choose his records. I had no plan for my life. Only him. Meanwhile, Antonio's life kept climbing. He consolidated power, eliminated rival packs, and officially became the Alpha at twenty-three. A bitter contrast to my life. I gave up art and became his accessory. My parents, who loved me more than anything, were killed in a car bombing on their way to see my art exhibition. Antonio's enemies - rogues from a rival pack - did it. I became an orphan. I held their belongings and howled until my voice gave out. Antonio knelt in front of the memorial, under his father's cold stare, and swore on his wolf's soul to take care of me for the rest of his life. He chose a she-wolf who didn't belong to the pack world. Later, we mated officially. His rivals made sure I had multiple miscarriages - lost pups, one after another. My health got worse and worse. At first, Antonio felt guilty for dragging me into this bloody world. Then he started resenting me for not being strong enough. After he met Violet, he began to find me shallow. All I ever asked was what he wanted to eat or wear. Unlike Violet, who could talk about pack alliances and territory disputes with him, could go with him to any blood-soaked negotiation. And I couldn't even protect his heirs. My eyes bvrned. My wolf whimpered deep inside. When I opened them, it was morning. My pillow was wet with tears again. Just then, a message from Antonio came in. "Come to the nursing home this afternoon. Visit my father." I looked at the message and replied calmly, "Can't today. I have plans." Antonio called immediately. His voice was sharp - almost a growl. "What plans? How long are you going to keep giving me the silent treatment?" "Paulina, there's nothing going on between me and Violet. Why do you have to make such a big deal out of a small thing?" Hearing him bring up Violet over and over again, I almost laughed. I really didn't care anymore. The one who was guilty was him. Antonio was usually a wolf of few words. This was the first time he'd explained so much. Was he trying to convince himself he wasn't interested in her? Or just ease his guilt toward me? My ch//est throbbed. I said flatly, "Antonio, I don't feel well. I have a doctor's appointment. I can't go with you today." But he was sharp. His voice tensed - I could hear his claws tapping against the phone. "Where do you feel bad? Why?" I heard my own voice shake, my wolf pushing forward with a broken whine. "Antonio, I have cancer."

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After I was reborn, when my Alpha's female Beta clipped a silver chain around my neck as a joke while I slept - I didn't shift and tear her throat out in front of the whole pack like I did in my past life. I didn't wreck half the pack house and threaten to challenge Antonio when he defended her, eit...