Tamara’s POV
I tried to scream for help again, but Kate snarled at me. “Stop it Tamara. No one is coming to save you. I already killed all your friends, and your parents are dead too. And thanks to me, the whole pack believes you’re a killer so everyone hates you now.” Kate laughed. I was devastated to realize that she was right. I had no one left. Since the day she moved into our house two years ago, she had managed to successfully turn everyone against me. Everyone who tried to help me was executed for treason. I was all alone. My heart broke even more. “You won’t get away with this Kate! I swear you won’t!” I choked out. Kate laughed, a loud chilling sound. “Oh darling, but I already have. I got away with it since that day you first let me step foot into this house, years ago. Your fate was sealed that day." She said and I cried harder. Kate suddenly pulled out a long dagger and aimed it at my chest. “Sorry sister, but it’s time for you to go now, Goodbye, Tamara,” she said with a smirk before plunging the knife in my chest. The explosion of pain as the knife pierced through my chest was indescribable. Darkness suddenly closed in and everything turned pitch black. But then, in the midst of the darkness, a bright light appeared out of nowhere. And a beautiful female voice echoed in the void. “Your time is not over yet, Tamara. You have a mission to complete. You will can be reborn with 3 special gifts if you're willing to make 3 sacrifices in return. Do you accept this offer?" I didn't hesitate, I was willing to pay anything. "Yes, I do." I replied. My eyes suddenly snapped open, and I gasped awake. My hand instinctively went to my chest, where the stab wound had been. But as I touched my skin, I felt nothing but smooth, unbroken flesh. Panic turned to confusion. No stab wounds? no pain? What was going on? I sat up and looked around. Yes, this was my living room, my home. But yet, everything looked different. The house and furniture looked like exactly how I designed them years ago, before Kate came and redecorated everything to fit her taste and erase me. But how was that possible? She had burnt all my stuff years ago so how were they all here now? My eyes landed on my phone on the bedside table. It was an older model but I reached for it and quickly unlocked it. The screen lit up in a second, and I froze. The date read February 3rd, 2024. Two years before I died. Two years before my husband and my step sister teamed up to kill me and a few weeks before I even married Jack. Memories of after I died immediately flooded back with a rush. After I blacked out, I had seen the moon goddess, and she had sent me back to the past, to this exact date. The day Kate moved into my house and everything in my life started to fall apart. I couldn’t remember everything the goddess said but I knew I was supposed to change everything. I was supposed to stop Jack and Kate from killing everyone and everything I loved. I was back to undo all the wrong things I had done. I was supposed to make them pay. Right on cue, I heard a commotion downstairs. I rushed to the landing just as the front door burst open. My husband, Jack — who was just my fiancée at this time stumbled in, half-carrying a weak-looking Kate. “Tamara!" he called, his voice strained. "We need your help! Kate's home was attacked by rogues. She’s badly injured and needs a place to stay and recover, can she live with us?” He asked, already expecting me to say yes. I stared at him in shock. This was exactly how it had happened before. Kate was my father's daughter with his former mistress Miss Linda who lived luxuriously at the far north of the pack. My father had been forced to be with Miss Linda for political reasons, and after she manipulated him into having a Child with her, my father took responsibility of his second daughter Kate and tried to raise us as sisters, but her mother grew jealous of my mother so she insisted on moving she and Kate to a luxurious mansion away from us. But now as adults, Kate had come into my house, pretending to be a victim, and when they asked me if she could stay, I said yes. And then she came and destroyed everything. She had my friends killed, turned everyone against me, and ultimately killed me. But this time, things would be different. I wouldn't let the past repeat itself. The old, timid, sweet Tamara was dead. This new Tamara was ice cold, she was ready, and she was back for revenge. I noticed that a crowd had gathered to watch us. The pack members had come to my house for a meeting today and now they were here to witness this moment. They were all waiting to see what I would do, because they all knew Jack was secretly cheating on me with Kate, but no one could say anything because I was too in love with Jack to listen at that time. Now they were all waiting to see if I was dumb enough to be fooled by Jack and Kate’s act. I looked at Jack. "No," I finally said to them, instantly shocking everyone. Jack looked flabbergasted at my answer, he had never imagined that I could ever say no to him. "Tamara, but Kate is your sister, how could you refuse to help her?” "We will do our best to take care of her of course," I insisted, "but Kate will not live with us. We will get her a house and nurses who can take care of her—“ Kate immediately fell on her knees and bursted into tears. "No, please sister. I'm too scared to live alone or with anyone I don't trust, please, just let me stay with you till I’m better," she sobbed. I knew Kate was faking the tears, but I couldn't help being impressed by how good her acting was. No wonder she fooled everyone. But she could never fool me again. "She will not live with us," I repeated firmly, feeling the eyes of the crowd on me. I heard the people murmuring around me, in confusion and surprise. The former me had always been so timid, so accepting of everything Jack said. So my new attitude was a shock to everyone. It felt so good to see the utter shock on James's and Kate's faces, but I couldn't let them know i knew their plans yet. I forced a smile and used the sweetest voice I could muster. "Jack honey, I haven't been feeling well lately, and I really need my space to plan for our wedding. Please put my feelings first. Remember that I'm your fiancée."I said, innocently. Jack seemed to consider my words, and his expression softened. A flicker of hope instantly sparked in me that maybe, just maybe, I could win over Kate this time. Maybe I could end her plan before it even began. But then Jack's face suddenly hardened into a frown and I realized with a sinking heart that Kate was talking to him through their mind link, manipulating him against me once again. “No Tamara," Jack snapped, "I am the man of this house and your Alpha, I have decided that Kate will stay with us and that is final!” My heart clenched painfully. Nothing had changed. Kate would still move in, take over everything, and ruin my life all over again. I had changed nothing in this new life. I noticed Kate bowing her head as if she were crying, but then I saw it: she was smiling. She knew she had won!Tamara's POV I stood there, horrified and heartbroken but I refused to give up. "But this is my house Jack! I’m the Luna of the winter pack so I get to say who—“ “You don’t get to say anything alone Luna! Have you forgotten that we merged our packs when I claimed you?” Jack interrupted. "I have an equal say in everything. Stop being selfish and think of others for once. Kate will stay with us and that’s final." He declared in a firm unyielding Alpha tone. I felt my blood boil as I watched Jack scoop Kate up in his arms and carry her to one of the bedrooms upstairs. She still had that smug smile on her face. That bitch! Kate had won this round, and unless I did something drastic, she would continue to win. But what could I do? The logical thing would be to break up with him now so we don’t get married and he doesn’t kill me in the future right? But there was one problem. Our packs had already merged to become one, and as my pack had grown, Jack’s pack had grown in number a
Tamara's pov Jack continued speaking, "I promise you sweetheart, Kate will only stay with us until she is healed, and after that, I will personally make sure she leaves." I felt a surge of annoyance. This was an old lie he had told me in the past. He had sworn up and down that he would kick Kate out, but he never did. Instead, he laid back and watched as Kate took everything from me. And that same thing would happen again if I didn’t find a way to stop them both now. But I couldn't let him see my anger. So I forced another smile and pretended to accept his apology. "Thank you, Jack. I appreciate your concern." Jack moved closer, and caressed my face. “Anything for you my love. You know I would do anything it takes to make you happy. I love you so much Tammie.” He said and I tried very hard not to gag. How could he lie so boldly like that, especially while he was planning to kill me? Jack bent to kiss me, but I turned my face away. "Darling, not tonight, I'm tired," I said
Tamara's POV The next morning, I woke up to find Jack sleeping in my bed like he never left. He was cuddling my waist and I could feel his erection pressing against me. I frowned in disgust, he was probably dreaming about how he fucked my sister. I quietly slipped out to not wake him, but when I opened my door, I found Kate kneeling in front of my door. "Kate? What are you doing?" I asked in surprise. Kate scrambled up to her feet quickly and bowed to me. "Oh Luna! I'm sorry if I surprised you." She stammered with fake innocence. "I was just polishing the floor for you. I want to thank you for letting me stay here, and in return, please let me be your maid, I'll work very hard and do anything you want and I promise to never annoy you. Please accept me as your humble servant." She bowed. I was confused about her actions for a second but then I looked up and saw that my servants were peeping at us and whispering. That's when I realized that Kate was doing all these to loo
Tamara’s POV "Marry me." Alpha Dante declared and I froze. "What?" "You really want to form an alliance with me Luna?" "Yes," I said, my voice was no longer confident. "Then leave that immature brat and marry me." My breath caught in my throat. "What? W-why?” If I remembered correctly, this man was supposed to hate me, and I was supposed to hate him, so why was he asking me to marry him? I was shocked. "Marry you? But—" "Think about it, Tamara," he said, his tone now cold and calculating. "If you're truly willing to do anything to make me believe you want this alliance, then this is the price. Marry me, submit to me and we will form an alliance so strong that it would be legendary." I was speechless. The man who had killed my family, the man I had once ordered to be executed, was now offering to be my husband. My mind raced, Could I really do this? Could I marry the ruthless Alpha Dante to protect my pack, save my parents and friends and stop the people wh
Tamara’s POV As soon as Jack was out of sight, I rushed to my room, and went straight to the closet. It was time to begin the first phase of my plan. I shoved aside the soft, delicate dresses Jack liked me to wear and reached for the boldest, most daring outfit I had. It was a leather warrior set, black and fierce, with intricate gold and silver designs that gleamed in the light. The material hugged my body in all the right places, showcasing both my curves but still making me look powerful. It was a piece specifically made for a Luna. It commanded attention, and respect, so Jack hated it when I wore it. He didn’t like the fact that whenever I wore it, every single pair of eyes always ignored him to focus on me. It was perfect. I turned to the mirror and started applying a little makeup. That was another thing Jack had never allowed me to do in my past life. He used to say that he didn’t want me looking too good, because he was afraid that someone would realize
Tamara’s POV I felt rage bubbling inside me, but I forced myself to remain calm. This wasn’t the time to lose control. I needed to keep my head clear so I could act well. Kate wasn’t just sitting in the Luna’s chair, she was sitting very intimately with Jack, her hands were on his chest and her body was practically draped over him, making my blood boil even more. She was in my seat, With my warriors, and my fiancé and she was acting like she owned the place. My vision turned red. But as soon as Kate saw me standing at the door, she yanked herself away from Jack as if she’d been burned. But the damage was already done. I realized with a sickening clarity that they didn’t even bother to hide their affair in front of everyone else. No, they only pretended in front of me because they thought I was too naïve, too blindly in love with Jack to ever believe anyone else who told me the truth. No wonder my people stopped respecting me, they thought I was a foolish girl who was
Tamara’s POV I blinked, not fully processing what he had just said. “What?” I gaped Jack gave me that practiced, fake sympathetic look that begged me to be understanding. “Please Tamara, as a good Luna, you should try to show compassion and kindness to your people, especially your sister. Katie is still healing,” he explained, as if that somehow justified what he was asking. “And since you’ve been so kind to her, I thought… maybe you could allow her to go with me instead of with you? She’s never attended a glamorous event like this before, and maybe it could help cheer her up.” I stared at him in disbelief. In our previous life, he had allowed me to attend the festival, but he also brought Kate with us—that day turned out to be nothing short of a nightmare. I was humiliated in front of the other alphas and forced to stand in the background, while Jack paraded Kate around like she was his fiancée instead of me. It gained him a lot of support among the Alphas. But this time
Tamara’s POV As soon as I finally stepped away from the crowd, Violet came up beside me, with a look of concern. “Tamara, Are you okay?” she asked, her voice soft and sympathetic and I realized she had overheard the drama between Jack, Kate and I. I smiled, trying to push down the irritation I felt for Jack and his mistress. “I’m okay. Why do you ask?” Violet glanced around, making sure no one was within earshot before leaning closer. “I have something important to tell you.” My interest piqued, and I turned fully toward her. “What is it?” Violet hesitated, “I think you need to sit down first,” she said and pulled me into a chair, before sitting with me. “So what is it?” I asked, genuinely curious. Violet nervously bit her lip before finally blurting out, “Jack and Kate… I think, no, I know they’re having an affair.” She said and tensed up, waiting for my reaction. A loud laugh burst out of me before I could stop it. I was actually expecting to hear something wo
Tamara's POV "All this may have been avoided if you let him take his position." i said but Dante sighed.“I considered it,” he admitted, his voice filled with regret. “I thought maybe it would ease the tension. But it didn’t take long to realize Jack didn’t want to lead for the good of the pack. He wanted power. Pure and simple. He didn't care about what the people wanted, all he wanted was to dominate and take revenge for the death of his family. he wasn’t fit to be Alpha, Tamara. I couldn’t let him take over. So, I refused.” I nodded slowly, understanding his reasoning even as my heart ached for the burden he’d carried. “And that’s when Jack turned on you.” Dante’s eyes darkened, his expression hard. “Yes. We used to be close, but wanting power changed him. He rallied people against me, spreading lies, manipulating anyone he could. He used every weak link in the pack against me. When that didn't work, he sent assassins to kill me, I dealt with them, one by one ocourse, but Jack
Tamara’s POV"B-but if you didn't kill them, then who did?" I stammered out in shock even though I knew that there was no way for Dante to have that answer.Dante shook his head sadly. "i don't know that but I can swear on my mother that it could never have been me, I could never hurt you like that, not after what you mean to me. But my guess is that Jack must have been the one to do it, he probably killed them so that you would be pained enough to kill me.""And it worked.' I realized with tears in my eyes. I sat frozen in for a moment, just staring at Dante as his words sank in. My mind was spinning, as every revelation felt like they were pulling me further into a whirlwind of disbelief, shock and confusion. I had killed Dante when he was innocent, when his only crime was caring for me.I wanted revenge for Jack and Kate murdering I and my child, but I was now finding out that I was also a murderer.It felt as if the ground beneath me had shifted, leaving me unsteady, unsure of
Dante's POV She nodded, her small chin lifting in defiance. “Yes. My father sent those warriors to end you. But I snuck out and followed them. He wouldn’t let me join the war, so I decided to secretly follow them and prove to my father that I'm strong by helping them kill you.” Her words sent a jolt tof shock hrough me. “You followed them? You’re a child. Do you have any idea how dangerous that is?” it should have been funny that I was literally bleeding out but I was still taking time to scold a stubborn fucking child She tilted her head, her expression unreadable. “I'm not a child, I'm almost a teenager... well in a few years, but I wanted to help them fight and kill some bad guys. But… then I saw you, you're not very old but they hurt you too, I felt bad. I didn’t want you to die.” Before I could respond, she stepped closer, her eyes scanning my wound. “You’re bleeding.” “I’m fine,” I lied, though the blood soaking my side said otherwise. She ignored me, tearing her
Dante's POV I trailed off, the memory of that day flashing vividly in my mind. It was a memory I’d buried deep, but now it resurfaced with a vengeance.“What happened?” Tamara asked softly, her voice trembling. The memory of that day came flooding back as if it had happened only yesterday. I could still feel the exhaustion in my body, the faint ache in my muscles after pushing myself far beyond my limits. I had been lying in my bed, a rare luxury after leading the watch for 72 hours straight. it wasn't by choice though The army doctor had all but dragged me off duty, insisting I rest. “You’re no good to us dead, Dante. You must take a fucking rest or ill declare you unfit for battle and you'll be discharged,” he’d said sternly, and though I hated leaving my men, I knew he was right. I’d barely made it to my cot before sleep pulled me under. But it wasn’t a peaceful sleep. I startled awake to the shrill ringing of alarm bells, a sound that snapped me out of my slumber
Dante’s POVI watched Tamara, her shock and confusion was practically flashing across her face, and I knew there was no easy way to explain what I was about to tell her. Still, she deserved the truth—everything.“You remember when I told you I was closely working with my brother before and during the war?” I began carefully, keeping my voice steady.Tamara nodded slowly, her eyes narrowing as if she were trying to piece together a puzzle. “Yes, I remember. You said you were helping him, or something like that.”“it wasn't just plain paper work though,” I explained, “I wasn’t just some advisor, Tamara. I was his general.”Her eyebrows shot up, her lips parting in surprise. “General? But… weren’t you—”“Young?” I finished for her, a small, humorless smile tugging at my lips. “I was. Too young, some would say. But I was also good—better than anyone else my brother could trust. I was always an excellent fighter, and strategy came naturally to me. Even when I was still a teenager, I could
Tamara’s POV I stared at Dante in shock, his words replaying in my head like a broken record. "It’s my fault that you and your baby were killed." “What are you talking about?” I finally asked, my voice trembling. “How could it be your fault? Dante, we only met once in our past lives. And that was… on the battlefield.” His head snapped toward me, his eyes wide in shock. “We were at war?” I hesitated, biting my lip. I hadn’t meant to say that much. “Yes,” I admitted softly. “But it wasn’t what you think. Jack told me you were attacking our pack. He convinced me that if I didn’t act first, you’d destroy us.” I lowered my gaze. “So, I sent my people to fight you.” Dante’s jaw tightened, his eyes narrowing as realization dawned. “Jack lied to you,” he said, his voice full of bitter certainty. “He played us both.” I nodded, my throat tightening. “I only found out too late. By then…” My voice cracked, and I looked away, unable to meet his gaze. “By then, everyone I loved was already g
Tamara's POVThe silence was unbearable. Dante hadn’t moved, hadn’t spoken. His hand was still wrapped around mine, but his grip was so still, so tense, it felt as if he were frozen in place. My heart thudded against my ribs, and every second that ticked by only made the knot in my stomach tighten.“Dante,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “Please, say something. Anything.”His dark eyes snapped to mine, intense and unreadable. “What do you mean, ‘when you died’?” he asked, his voice calm but laced with a quiet demand.I sucked in a shaky breath, my mind racing. How could I possibly explain this? My fingers trembled in his, and I pulled my hand away to clasp them in my lap, as if holding onto myself would steady my nerves. “This is… this is my second life,” I finally said, the words tasting foreign on my tongue even after all this time.His brows furrowed, and I could see the questions forming in his eyes. “your Second life?”I nodded, swallowing hard. “Yes, I died, Dante. In my past
Tamara’s POVI stared at Dante, completely speechless. The space around me felt smaller somehow, the air heavy with the weight of his words. He knew. All this time, he knew the vial was mine, knew I had secrets, and yet he never said a word.“I—” I started, but my voice faltered. “You knew?”Dante nodded, his expression calm but serious. “I’ve known for a while, Tamara.”My stomach churned. “I... I’m so sorry,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “I shouldn’t have kept secrets from you. You didn’t deserve that.” I looked down at my hands, guilt pooling in my chest. “But having secrets doesn’t mean I don’t love you, Dante. It doesn’t mean I’m not loyal to you, I swear by the goddess that your the love of my life and I would never ever do anything to hurt you or your mother.” I pleaded with tears beginning to form in my eyes.Dante surprised me by reaching out and tilting my chin up, forcing me to meet his gaze. His dark eyes were steady, unwavering. “Oh sweetheart, I know that,” h
Tamara’s POVI woke up early the next day. Dante was still fast asleep beside me, his arm draped protectively over my waist. His breathing was steady, peaceful, and I smiled to myself as I carefully slipped out of bed. For everything he’d done for me—his patience, his care—I wanted to show him that I could be there for him too.I tiptoed to the kitchen in our suite, determined to make breakfast. It definitely wasn’t my strongest skill, but I was set on doing something special. Pancakes, eggs, and a pot of fresh coffee later, I carefully arranged everything on a tray and carried it back to the bedroom.“Morning,” I said softly, nudging Dante’s shoulder with my free hand. He stirred, his lashes fluttering open, and when his gaze landed on me, his lips curved into a sleepy smile.“What’s this?” he asked, his voice still rough from sleep.“Breakfast,” I said, setting the tray on the bed beside him. “Like you did for me before, remember?”Dante pushed himself up, his eyes crinkling with am