I woke up with a jolt, I sat on the bed and took deep breaths, my entire body was covered with sweat as I tried to breathe.

My head was spinning and my heart was racing. I looked around mortified, it was my room.

What was going on? Didn’t I die?

I touched the middle of my forehead but there was no wound.

I touched my body and there was no pain, I got up from the bed and saw myself in the mirror, I looked normal, my face had no bruises, no scars it was perfect.

I then looked at the date and then I realized that by some bizarre turn of events I came back in time.

I looked at the date more carefully and saw that it was four months before the wedding.

Olivia would elope and I would have to marry, I couldn’t let that happen.

I took a deep breath as I sat on the bed and looked around my room, it was more of a closet, after my mother died my father remarried my step-mother Tulip and I was moved to this small closet which was once used as the storeroom and Olivia got my room.

I had to make a move fast, I had to escape this fate, I would not marry Drake.

But what can I do?

Maybe I will prevent Olivia from running away.

But that’s not enough, merely preventing my fate of dying is not what I want, it won’t be enough, I want revenge.

All those people who abused me, laughed at me and contributed to the injustice would pay.

Suddenly the door to my room burst open and Tulip my stepmother barged in, “What the hell are you doing why the breakfast is not ready yet?!”

I stared at the woman before and she didn’t like that so she came forward and gave me a hard slap.

My face flew to the side, “get to the kitchen and prepare breakfast!” Tulip said before she stormed out of the room.

Instead of doing what she wanted, I went towards my widow and jumped out of it, I turned into my wolf and ran straight towards the forest.

When Drake demoted me to a slave, he ordered to inject me with silver, not enough to kill me but enough to kill my wolf and after that, I was never able to transform again.

As I ran, I felt free, I felt refreshed, I felt emotional, and I never wanted to stop, I just wanted to run, run, and never stop.

I ran for hours before I finally stopped. I took some breaths and realized that I had come quite far from the pack and didn’t know where I was.

Just when I decided that it was time to go back, I suddenly heard rustling. A shiver ran down my spine as I had no idea where I was, it could be rogues and there was no way I’d be able to fight those rogues. A rustling became louder and I suddenly saw red eyes.

Red ferocious eyes that felt like daggers.

I felt danger, so I turned around and ran at full speed. Not knowing where I was going, I ran and ran for my life. Those wolves were behind me I can feel that.

I ran as fast I could but I wasn’t fast enough as suddenly a huge wolf jumped at me and pinned me to the ground.

I shivered as the huge wolf growled at me, big teeth would tear me apart and his paws were big enough to crush my skull.

That’s it I was going to die; I didn’t even get the chance to take revenge.

I was captured and taken to an unknown territory and once again I was thrown into the dungeon.

My body shivered as I remembered the horrible things I went through in the dungeon in my last life, I can’t go through that again, I felt scared, I felt anxious.

After what felt like an eternity, I heard footsteps, my heartbeat quickened and I felt like I was going to have a heart attack my eyes watered as I desperately looked around, I saw a piece of broken glass on the ground I picked it up and hid it in my sleeves, I will not go through that brutal torture again, I would rather die.

Soon I was face to face with the man who was the owner of those red eyes, someone who was most definitely going to kill me, the enemy of my pack.

Reagan Lawrence.

Regan Lawrence was a very powerful and strong alpha, other packs feared him because of his cruelty and brutality, he had unparalleled power, and nobody messed with him or his pack and got away with it alive, his name is enough to make people scared and here I am standing right in front of the devil, who is looking at me like he is going to kill me.

But this is not our first meeting.

Our first meeting was two years back when I had turned eighteen and recognized him as my mate and he brutally rejected me.