New Life, New Mate

On my eighteenth birthday, Alpha called me up in front of the whole pack and told me to choose—one of his sons as my mate.

Whichever I chose? He'd be the next Alpha.

I didn't flinch. I picked Cayce, his eldest.

The room went dead silent.

Everyone knew I used to be stupidly in love with Kain, the younger one. I'd confessed at every pack dance. Took a silver dagger for him once.

Cayce? Coldest, meanest wolf we had. Total menace. No one got close.

But they didn't know the truth. In my last life, I was bonded to Kain.

On the day of our Bonding Ceremony, he slept with Lena, my cousin.

My mom lost it. Shipped Lena off to Duskwolf Pack to get bonded to their Beta.

Kain? He blamed me. Paraded in she-wolves with Lena's same ice-blue eyes. When he found out I was carrying his pup, he made sure I saw him with every one of them.

It was torture.

When labor hit, he locked me in the dungeon. Blocked everyone out.

My pup got crushed. I died hating him.

Maybe the Moon Goddess felt sorry for me—she gave me a second shot.

I came back.

This time? I let Kain keep Lena.

Didn't think he would ever regret it.

At eighteen, I had to choose—one of Alpha Theron Moonfang's sons as my mate.

Last life, I chose Kain. Big mistake. He tore me apart.

This time? I picked Cayce—the cold-blooded, brutal one.

What I didn't expect? Kain came back too.

***

I'd barely stepped out of the council hall, crossing the training grounds, when I spotted him—Kain, mid-spar, surrounded by wolves.

A glint of silver—his curved blade slipped and hit the ground with a sharp clang, landing three feet from my boots.

He didn't even glance up. Just barked, "Pick it up."

The wolves froze. Eyes locked on me, waiting for a show.

I knew this game. Last life, he treated me like his damn servant.

I didn't move. Just dug my heel into the gravel and said flatly, "You dropped it. You pick it up."

The training ground went dead quiet. Even the wind cut out.

Kain's head jerked up, eyes lit with rage. "What did you just say?"

Someone let out a low whistle. "Damn, Eve. Switching tactics? Weren't you all over him like two days ago? Now you're acting royal?"

Another chimed in, louder. "Girl, you were his simp. Clinging to him all the time. You think your dead daddy's proud of this act?"

Before I could fire back, soft footsteps cut through the tension.

Lena limped in, leather skirt brushing her knees, blood staining one pant leg. She crouched, lip caught between her teeth, hand shaking as she grabbed the blade. Cold sweat clung to her skin.

Kain's eyes snapped to her. He grabbed her wrist, panic leaking through his voice. "I told you to rest. Who said you could be out here?"

He turned on me, eyes blazing. "Look at