“My sweet, perfect sister Kandace begged me to deliver a love letter. It was actually a detailed map of our pack's defenses, meant for a Rogue scout. When I was caught, Kandace played the innocent victim, crying that she was deceived by her wicked, jealous sister. My family didn't even give me a chance to explain. My mother wept for our ruined family name, while Kandace hid a cruel, triumphant smile behind her tears. "You stand accused of betraying this pack. A crime for which there is no forgiveness." Those were the last words my father said to me before my own brother brought down the silver execution blade. Pain tore through me as I was killed, my corpse tossed into a rusty truck and dumped in the barren lands like trash. As my soul drifted in the cold night, a hatred so pure burned in my chest. Why did they blindly believe her lies? Why was I always the monster in their eyes? I swore that if there was another life, I would make them feel every ounce of this agony. Opening my eyes again, icy water flooded my lungs. I wasn't in the void. I was back ten years ago, struggling in the murky depths of the estate lake. It was the exact day Kandace tried to drown me, just before she ran to our family claiming I had pushed her. This time, I wouldn't panic or cry for mercy. As rough hands hauled me onto the shore to face their furious accusations, a cold smile touched my lips.”