My sister, Selene, and I fought for ten long years over Lucian, the Alpha heir of the Shadowhowl Pack. In my first life, I won. For seven brutal years, I gave him six sons. After I delivered the seventh, he pushed me off a cliff at my weakest moment. As I fell, his icy voice echoed. “Your only value was breeding strong heirs. Seven is enough. You can disappear now.” I died consumed by hatred. In my second life, I simply walked away. I thrust the engagement ring into Selene’s hands. “Go on, Selene. You’re the one Lucian truly wants.” Five years later, our mother’s loyal physician risked her life to bring back a bruised and battered Selene. Selene wailed, “Aria! Lucian never love me! He only used me as a sex toy! He beat me every single night.” Soon after, Selene died. Then I opened my eyes again, reborn. This was my third life. Lucian arrived once more, proposal in hand. Selene and I exchanged bewildered glances. That bastard Lucian, who does he actually want to marry? My mother, Evelyn, looked at the nameless engagement agreement, just as confused as we were. She asked, “Is Lucian marrying Aria?” Mom thought of me first because Lucian and I had been childhood sweethearts. Lucian hadn’t found his true mate yet. His father, Marcus, the Alpha of the Shadowhowl Pack, wanted him to marry into our family as soon as possible. I was still reeling when Lucian nodded, answering my mother. “Yes, I’m marrying Aria.” I quickly refused. “No, I’m not marrying him.” The nightmare of my first life was still searingly clear in my mind. For eight years, Lucian wove a fantasy for me, saying he loved children and wanted the pack to flourish. He allowed no recovery, no respite. Six pregnancies in seven years. The pack toasted my fertility, envying the “perfect love” between Lucian and me. Until the eight winter arrived. After giving birth to my seventh child, I suffered a severe hemorrhage because my body was too weak. As the healers fought to save me, Lucian waved them away. He leaned in close, forcing wolfsbane poison down my throat. “Aria, I don’t love you. This marriage was your doing, not mine. Now that seven children are enough. My breeding tool has served its purpose. Go die.” Rage simmered within me. I fought through the excruciating pain tearing through my insides, weeping and desperate for an answer. Lucian hesitated, then said, “Fine, I’ll tell you. The one I truly love is-” But I died before I could hear him finish. The agony of my first life made my whole body tremble, yet my mind was clearer than ever. I refused again. “Mom, I’m not marrying him.” Mom knew. She’d watched me trail after Lucian since we were kids. I’d waited an entire month, sick with dread, the first time he went on a rogue patrol. When he came back bleeding, I didn’t sleep for two weeks, tending to him. Mom stared at me, her confusion plain. “Aria, didn’t you used to say you absolutely had to marry Lucian?” I shook my head firmly. “That was a child’s vow, Mom. I didn’t know better then. I’ll find my real mate someday.” Mom’s face was etched with shock. She then turned to Lucian, apologizing. “Lucian, Aria is unwilling, and I can’t force her. How about Selene? She likes you too.” Selene, who had been silent until now, flinched and shook her head vigorously. “Mom, I’m not marrying him either.” Mom scolded her. “What’s wrong with you?” Selene glanced at me, stammering, “I… I’ll also marry my true mate someday. And he’ll be here to propose soon.”
Mom could only offer an awkward, apologetic laugh. “Lucian, I’m so sorry. I can’t force my daughters. Perhaps you should seek an alliance with another family.” Lucian, probably feeling his pride wounded, had kept a calm facade until now, but his expression finally tightened. He blurted out. “No! My father, Alpha Marcus, insisted I marry one of your daughters!” He then slammed the engagement agreement onto the table and turned to leave. As he walked away, he left us with a single chilling threat. “You have three days to decide. If you can’t make up your minds, I’ll just pick one of you myself!” After Lucian left, Mom, frantic, nudged us both. “If you two don’t want to marry Lucian, then hurry up and find your own mates!” Selene and I just stared at each other, utterly bewildered. For years, we’d been locked in a bitter struggle over Lucian, barely giving any other man a second glance. How were we supposed to know where our mates were? Mom noticed our unusual behavior, her brows furrowed. “Didn’t you two just say you’d already found your mates?” Seeing we couldn’t keep it a secret any longer, we finally told Mom everything about our rebirths. At first, Mom didn’t believe us, but as we recounted the details so vividly, she eventually accepted it. She concluded that the Moon Goddess must have given us a second chance, allowing us to be reborn. Then, Mom frowned. “So, who does Lucian actually love?” She asked.”If he already has someone in mind, why is he so determined to marry one of you?” I shook my head, feeling lost and guilty. “I died too quickly in my last life; I didn’t hear him finish.” I looked at Selene. She looked equally helpless. “I have no idea either. Lucian never spoke a word of it to me.” After hours of frantic brainstorming and chaotic discussions, we finally decided to split up and uncover the truth. Mom would help us search for our true mates. Selene would scout all the females in the pack, looking for anyone connected to Lucian. And I, knowing him best, would go to read his intentions directly. When I saw Lucian again, he was painting in his study. I saw a portrait of a woman, but it was only her back. Her face was missing. I leaned closer to ask. “Who is this woman you’re painting?” He calmly put down his brush. “Can’t you tell? Of course, I’m painting you.” A pang shot through my heart. I remembered how much Lucian loved to paint in my first life. He used to tell me he couldn’t capture my beauty on canvas because it was beyond any brushstroke, that I was too perfect in his heart. Now I know it was just another lie. I looked closely at the painting and noticed a small mole on the right side of the woman’s neck. I didn’t have one. I asked him directly, “Lucian, this isn’t me. I don’t have a mole on my right neck.” Lucian froze for a moment. When he recovered, he finally looked up at me, asking, “Aria, do you really want to know who she is?”
I took a deep breath, waiting for Lucian’s answer. But he just chuckled. “Silly girl, it really is you. That’s not a mole on her neck; it’s just a smudge of paint.” I was speechless for a moment. He continued, “We grew up together. I’ve always treated you better than any other girl.” His words made my heart soften slightly. He really had been good to me once. During the pack’s warrior training, he always personally taught me combat techniques. When I was sick, he would personally bring the medicine to my lips. And because I hated the bitter taste, he always had a candy ready for me afterward. Even in my first life, the wedding he gave me was legendary. The entire hall was a sea of ten thousand lilies, simply because my scent was lily. Such a kind person… I still don’t understand when he had changed. The sudden ache in my throat pulled me back to reality. I rubbed my nose, my voice muffled. “Lucian, if you truly wanted to marry me, why didn’t you write my name on the engagement agreement?” Lucian paused slightly, then continued. “Aria, everyone in the pack knows you and Selene have been fighting over me for years. I didn’t write your name to spare her feelings; she’s your sister, after all. I never thought you’d misunderstand me because of it and refuse out of spite.” The truth was, both Lucian and I knew Selene didn’t really care for Lucian. What she loved was the thrill of competing with me. When we were little, it was about toys, clothes, and our parents’ affection. As we grew up, she started going after anyone I showed interest in. My moment of distraction made Lucian think I was wavering. He didn’t miss a beat. “So, Aria, I’ve made up my mind. It’s always been you I wanted to marry. We’ll get officially engaged in three days. Once we’re married, I’ll make you your favorite cinnamon apple pie every day. How does that sound?” I looked at his sincere expression, fighting back tears, and choked out, “Okay, I’ll give you one more chance. But let’s skip the engagement ceremony. Selene would be heartbroken if she knew. Just come and marry me directly in three days.” Lucian let out a long sigh of relief, his face showing the expression of someone who had lost something precious and then found it again. Back home, Selene and Mom, Evelyn, were stunned when they heard the full story. Selene, uncharacteristically, didn’t argue with me. Instead, she slapped me. “Aria, snap out of it! You’re still going to marry a man like that? Haven’t you suffered enough in your first life?!” For the first time, I didn’t get angry with Selene. Instead, I calmly ran my hand over the wedding dress. “Marrying him is a must. But the bride won’t be me…”
Selene froze, her brows furrowed slightly. She asked uneasily, “You’re not trying to make me marry him, are you? I’ve never wanted to hurt you. If you dare to trick me, I’ll seriously get mad.” I rolled my eyes at her. “What are you thinking? In my last life, I thought Lucian liked you, which is why I let you marry him. Why would I ever hurt you like that again?” Selene finally let out a sigh of relief and continued, “So you mean, just find some Omega or a low-ranking female from the pack to be a stand-in bride?” I shook my head again. “Lucian is too arrogant and proud for that; he’d never marry a woman of low status. Besides, I don’t want to harm an innocent woman.” Selene frustratedly asked, “Then what do you want to do? Who else is there to marry?!” I looked up at Mom, Evelyn, and said softly, “Mom.” Mom gasped, stepping back two paces, waving her hands frantically. “Oh, no, not me! I’m old enough to be Lucian’s mother!” I couldn’t help but laugh despite myself. “I just want you to help with something. I think I know who Lucian truly loves.” Actually, I hadn’t realized it at first. Lucian had played his role perfectly; anyone listening would have believed he was genuinely in love with me. But his last sentence gave him away. I didn’t like cinnamon apple pie at all. In fact, I’d always hated the smell; it was stuffy and old-fashioned. However, he did remind me that there was indeed someone in the pack who absolutely loved cinnamon apple pie. And before coming home, I had specifically confirmed that person did have a small mole on the right side of her neck. So I made up my mind. Instead of openly defying Lucian, it was better to pretend to agree first. I leaned closer to Mom’s ear and whispered my plan. She immediately rushed out to prepare. Selene leaned on the table, laughing self-deprecatingly. “Aria, we fought over Lucian for so many years, only to lose to that woman. Are you really okay with that?” I smiled calmly. “Of course, there’s a part of me that’s not okay. But right now, I want revenge for both of us, for the suffering of our past two lives!” Selene wrapped her arm around mine-it was the first time she’d been so affectionate with me. “Alright, Aria. No more fighting between us. This time, we’re in this together. Let’s watch their downfall.” Lucian, wasn’t she the one you loved most, the one you most wanted to marry? I couldn’t wait to see how Lucian would react when she was actually delivered to him. The day before Lucian was supposed to marry me, Mom brought home two men. I recognized them. They were the twin sons of Alpha Rhys from the neighboring Wildthorn Pack. Mom excitedly told us, “My girls, I’ve finally found your true mates!” “What’s more, they are also heirs to a powerful werewolf pack. Their status, position, and strength are no less than that of that bastard Lucian!” Selene and I were speechless for a moment. Mom continued. “You two need to start dating these twins immediately! It would be best if they mark you tonight. Otherwise, other girls will snatch them up!” Selene and I looked at the tall, handsome twin brothers with golden curly hair in front of us and simultaneously agreed. On the spot, we signed engagement agreements with the twins. Holding the agreement, a huge weight finally lifted from my heart. I took Selene’s hand. “Come on, let’s go. Now, we’ll help Lucian prepare for his wedding. This time, I’m going to completely ruin his reputation!” The next day, Selene and Mom placed the thick white veil over the head of Lucian’s new bride. I smirked, a sarcastic smile playing on my lips. Lucian, this life, you’re finally marrying the one you truly desired, but the one you couldn’t publicly have…
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