Buried Alive, Reborn to Rule: The Wolfless Omega's Ruthless Revenge

ra

d against something hard d

choked off by a piece of rough, damp cloth tied ti

through me. I was in a hole.

y nostrils. It was suffocating. Above me, I heard a

nd of a

as buryin

own from above. "Don't blame me, girl. Blame

ies burst into my mind, colliding with my own so violently that for a m

her stepsister, the daughter of her stepmother, Debora. Clara's memories also gave me the identity

-consuming crush on an Alpha's son named Butler Gregory. The cloying sweetness of Debora and Annabella's false

ea." Clara had drunk it because some part of her still wanted to bel

ed inside her body. I had inherited her pain, her enemies, and the lesson she

ight on my chest grew heavier, pressing the air from

through the panic and left only rage behind

asing. I conserved every ounce of oxygen, every flic

oose dirt beneath me. My fingers, numb and cl

Jagged

and self-defense training from my former life guided every calculation. This body was weak and unfamiliar, but I still

o one's going to find you out here." Her footsteps shifted closer, careless now that she believed the job was done

my only

gag, I surged upward, using the last of my energy to sla

ed beneath

oke apart into a thin, panicked scream as she lo

d brought the rock down again. And again. I struck her temple, then he

le

s like ice. I used the sharp edge of the rock to saw at the ropes bindi

y mouth, and gasped in a lungful of co

my body screaming in protest. The moon cast a pale, unforgiving light on

urse, no identifying marks.

a hunt. A missing servant would create confusion, que

loose earth over her body until the dark shape disappeared beneath mud and leaves. It was a crude burial, rushe

have struck me. My limbs felt heavy, my movements sluggish. Th

had to find my way back to the Pack lands

a crescent-moon-shaped pendant. The Lunar Locket. A memory, clear and sharp, surfaced: Clara'

rceptible warmth seeped into my skin, easin

d through the trees.

eding hand. Leaning against a tree, I tried to get my bearings, forcing myself to put one foot i

as an agony

. Anna

etched into my new soul with t

, I will collect

onward. I didn't know how long I walked, only that the forest floor eve

town when my knees finally buckled,