a's

breath coming in ra

n. No burns. Just the cool, smooth feel of silk against my sk

rted aroun

tate, with its heavy velvet curtains and the scent of white roses hanging in the air

o the plush rug. I stumbled to the vanity, my he

wn, but alive. Unscarred. Around her neck, resting against he

touched my own cheek. I

eather-bound calendar on my

the past. The day after

began.The day my carriage axle

Miss? Are you awake? The Alpha requ

o

painful memory. It was real, just on the other side of the door. I

. I choked them back, forcing my voic

iful, restrictive gown to please my father. Today, my hands

revious life, stirred in my mind. A low gr

t whisper in my own head. You have the greatest w

their steps sure and strong. They were all alive. I saw my father's Beta, Leo Foster, a man of unwav

d rage, channeling it into a cold, hard resolve. My reflection in the window s

eyes widening slightly at my choice of attire. "Mi

ce. "I'm fine, Cora." I swore a silent vow. This tim

ll, her smile gentle and sad. In my first life, I had accepted the story that she had simpl

f the moonstone pendant at my throat. I twi

anger. The fawning tone of his most beloved wife, my stepmother Audra Va

d smile touc

main hall. Each step was deliberate, firm. I was not the timid girl

ed for me. A car