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

Chapter 8

Word Count: 849 | Released on: 13/07/2026

looking at Debora. I let my expression fill with the t

ling. "I... I did not throw myself at

ected immediately. "The enti

ld it silenced her instantly

. he was being cruel. He was insulting me in the street. I told him m

t know why Alpha Travis was there. I don't know why he said what he did. Maybe... maybe he

circumstance and Kane as the unpredictable, powerful Alpha he was known

o our name. It is my fault. I will accept any punishment you see fit. I only ask

olitical sense all in one breath. I had handed him ba

e gears turning in his head. My story was logical. More importantly, it o

ire dominion," he said, his voice hard. "From this moment on, you are confined to your quarters. You will not step

ion in her shoulders eased, and she cast a brief glance around my isolated room before falling silent. Whatever

submission. "Yes, F

as a gift. It was a sanctuary

m. Debora shot me a look of pure hatred before f

the bed vanished. I sat up straight, my back rigid, my face

f stage blood, I had bought myself the m

bed, closed my eyes, and turned my focus inward. I need

me deeper sense. It was a dark, viscous sludge clinging to my veins, my organs, a suffocating web of blackness. This was the Blightbane. It was more than j

d its nature, I felt a strange, gentle pull fro

iousness follow it, sin

ed. The feeling of m

as standing s

d moonlight, though there was no moon in the sky above. Beside the pool grew a handful of str

nar Locket was practicall

he heart of the Lunar Locket Clara's mother had left her. It was not an ordinary jewel, but

locked room. I was

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

JANICE KELLEY Werewolf

“They buried me alive before dawn. Bound, gagged, and choking beneath the dirt, I heard the old servant above me mutter, "Don't blame me. Blame yourself for getting in Lady Annabella's way." That name unlocked a lifetime of memories that did not belong to me. Clara Adkins-the wolfless Omega, the shame of the Stonecrest Pack, and the perfect victim. Her stepmother, Debora, had poisoned her for years while pretending to care for her. Her stepsister, Annabella, drugged her into humiliating herself over the Alpha King's son, turning her into the Pack's favorite joke. And when Clara finally became inconvenient, they decided to erase her for good. The original Clara died in that grave. But I woke up inside her body. In my former life, I knew poisons. I knew how to fight. And I had already learned what trusting the wrong people could cost me. Their mistake was leaving me enough strength to strike back. I killed the servant sent to bury me, crawled out of my own grave, and returned to the Pack covered in blood. They expected the same weak, obedient Clara. Instead, they got a woman who remembered every insult, every betrayal, and every debt. Then I crossed paths with Kane Travis-the ruthless "Hell Lord" of the Northern Ridge, an Alpha powerful enough to make princes kneel. I only used a stranger's shadow to escape another public humiliation. But Kane stepped out of the darkness, wrapped his coat around me, and claimed before the entire town that I was his. Now my enemies want me dead, the Pack is terrified of what I might become, and the mother's locket around my neck is awakening a power they tried to poison out of me. They buried a wolfless Omega. What climbed out of that grave will rule them all.”