In my previous life, my husband, Lucien Walker, tells me he wants to take care of his widowed sister-in-law, Lina Morgan, and take her as his second wife.

After I refuse, Lina throws herself off a cliff while pregnant, killing both herself and the pups.

As the Wolf King, Lucien chains me on a clifftop and lets vultures tear at my flesh day after day.

He gouges out my eyes and snarls, "You lied about your fertility to trick me, then drove Lina and her unborn pups to their deaths! This is your punishment!"

My son, Pierce Walker, whom I pour my life into raising, stabs me 9,999 times. "If Lina were my mother, I would be strong. This is all your fault!"

They never know that without my gift for bearing children, Lucien has no heir at all.

When I open my eyes again, I'm back on the day Lucien proposes taking Lina as his second wife.

"Aria, before my brother died, I promised him I'd look after Lina. She's carrying my pups now. I have to marry her," Lucien Walker said.

I snapped my eyes open. This wasn't the cold, damp cliff summit where I had been chained. The air carried no scent of blood and no trace of decay.

A large hand waved in front of me, the wrist still wrapped with the love knot bracelet I had braided for him.

"Aria, if you're angry, you can hit me or yell at me. Just agree to let me marry Lina," Lucien said anxiously, his brows drawn tight.

His words were all too familiar, and so was the scene before me.

I had come back to life. I had returned to the very day Lina Morgan revealed her pregnancy and Lucien announced he would marry her as his second wife to honor the promise he made to his late brother.

I was a princess of the bird tribe, and Lina had been the maid assigned to serve me when I married. Our kind was famed for our fertility, said to lay dozens of eggs in a single brood.

Yet, after being married to Lucien for 500 years, I had produced only a single egg—our son, Pierce Walker.

Hatching him had drained nearly all of my strength, leaving me barely clinging to life.

Meanwhile, Lina had somehow seduced Lucien's brother, Calder Walker, and become his wife.

In just 200 years, she laid eight eggs, each pup strong and gifted.

Soon, rumors began to spread through the pack, claiming that my supposed fertility was nothing but a lie. They said I had made up the whole thing just to marry Lucien.

After Calder died in battle, Lina wasted no time turning her sights on Lucien. Before long, she turned up pregnant.

When I stayed silent, Lucien reached out to tuck a loose strand behind my ear, his touch so gentle it felt as if he were afraid I might shatter.

But only I knew what those hands had done to me in my previous life—how they carved away my flesh, broke my bones one by one, and tossed them to the vultures.

I swallowed the rage and forced a faint smile. "It's fine. If you've made up your mind, I agree."

Lucien's eyes widened. "Aria, you really mean it?"

Pierce practically hopped in place, his face lighting up. "Mom said yes! Dad, go tell Lina right now! She'll be very happy!"

I lowered my lashes and nodded as if I were meekly giving in. My nails had already bitten into my palm.

Lucien kissed my forehead, and every inch of my skin crawled.

He grabbed Pierce's arm and headed out. "Rest well," he said over his shoulder. "Pierce and I will tell Lina the good news so she can focus on the pregnancy."

The moment the door closed, all the strength drained out of me, and I collapsed into the chair. Every bone in my body ached.

In my previous life, Lucien didn't get his way because I refused him so firmly. When Lina found out, she threw herself off the cliff while pregnant, killing both herself and the pups.

After Lina died, Lucien imprisoned me at the summit of the cliff.

Chains pierced through my bones. Every day, starving vultures dove at me, battling one another as they tore at my flesh until nothing was left.

In a thousand years, Lucien brought Pierce to see me only twice.

The first time, Lucien gouged out my eyes and cut my tongue. Then, he put a knife in Pierce's hand and made him take my hands and feet.

Lucien said, "If it weren't for you, Lina wouldn't be dead. You owe her this!"

The second time, they stabbed me 9,999 times for the pups in Lina's womb.

Before I died, Pierce spat right in my face. "It's shameful to have someone like you as my mother. If Lina were the one who gave birth to me, I'd be much stronger!"

They never understood why, in 500 years, I had laid only one egg.

I had never been the problem. Lucien was barren. Without me, he'd never have had a single pup.

The truth was, the pups in Lina's womb weren't his at all.

But no one believed me. No matter how I tried to explain, all they ever did was label me a jealous, vicious woman.

A chill ran through me.

When no one was watching, I drew power into my palm until a thin strand of silver light gathered there. I slid my written note into a sealed capsule and sent it to the tiger tribe using a hidden spell.

"The wedding is in seven days. I need your help that day."

I let out a breath of relief after I wrote the message.

In my previous life, the heir of the tiger tribe, Keaton Voss, wrote to me after he learned that Lucien and Lina wanted to get married.

He offered to help me leave Lucien, but I turned him down. This time, I wouldn't make the same mistake again.

As the capsule went on its way, the weight on my chest finally eased.

Just then, the door creaked open.

Lina stepped in with a barely showing belly. "Aria, were you asleep?"

I kept my face flat. "What do you want?"

She stopped a few steps away from me, her eyes shining with open glee. "Look at me. Isn't my belly bigger already? You used to be the bird tribe's lofty princess, and I was just the maid who followed you around.

"But now? Lucien says this might be triplets, maybe even quintuplets. When that happens, do you really think you'll still be the Queen Wolf?"

I let a faint smile touch my lips. "If you wanted Lucien, you could have said so, and I would have given him to you. No need to work this hard or turn yourself into a waddling brood sow just to make sure everyone notices your belly."

Her smile stiffened, and the hand she pointed at me trembled. "What did you say? Do you think you're still the high-and-mighty princess? You're nothing now! You're a castoff who can't even lay an egg!"

I gave a cold laugh. "A castoff is better than chasing a man to be his second wife and trying to secure your place with a bastard."

The words hit her hard. Nothing enraged her more than doubts about her pups.

Her voice rose sharply, strained and tearful. "How could you say that? I'm carrying Lucien's pups!"

She suddenly went limp with a sharp cry, as if her foot had caught on something, and pitched toward the floor.

"Ah!"

Right then, Lucien caught her just in time.

Lina slumped against his chest, her shoulders trembling, looking heartbreakingly fragile.

"Lucien, don't blame Aria. She didn't mean it. She was just upset and gave me a little shove. Thank goodness the pups are fine."

She clutched her belly, looking as if she were still terrified.

Lucien turned with her in his arms and pinned me with his stare. "Aria, how vicious can you be? I only said I wanted to take Lina as my second wife, and you couldn't stand it, so you went after her pups?"

His eyes were full of fury and wounded disappointment, as if I had done something unforgivable.

I almost laughed. In my previous life, when he carved the flesh from my bones and broke them apart, where was that sense of righteousness then?

Pierce burst in, saw Lina crying, and jabbed a finger at me. "Mom, how could you push Lina? She's carrying my baby brothers and sisters. You're a bad mom! I don't want you anymore!"

I closed my eyes, forced down the surge of emotion, and held my ground.

Lucien pulled Lina closer, his gaze cold enough to kill. "I've indulged you long enough! From now on, you're confined to Ember Hall! You're not going anywhere near Lina! Cross that line, and I won't show you mercy!"

He threw out the threat and stormed off, Lina crying into his shoulder. Pierce shot me one last glare before following them out.

I let out a slow breath. The house arrest suited me. It spared me the sight of them.

I spent the next few days locked inside Ember Hall. Guards stood shoulder to shoulder beyond the doors. The place was sealed so tightly that not even a fly could slip through.

Lucien came once to persuade me.

"Aria, if you'll go apologize to Lina, I'll lift the confinement."

He stood there for a moment, waiting for me to say something. When I remained silent, he let out a sigh.

"I know you're upset, but I have to think about the wolves' future. Our numbers are dwindling, and the elders are pushing harder every day.

"You know, Lina gets pregnant easily. This pregnancy is crucial. If she delivers strong, healthy pups, the pack can grow again. We won't have to live under the shadow of other tribes."

He kept pressing me with talk of duty and righteousness until I finally turned to face him.

"For the wolves' future? Put your hand on your heart and say you don't have feelings for Lina. Weren't you two already sneaking around, and now you just want a respectable reason to make her your wife?"

His expression darkened at once, like I had struck straight at the secret he was hiding, and humiliation twisted into fury. "You're unbelievable! I thought you knew better, but you're nothing but jealous and unreasonable! I'm done talking to you!"

He spun on his heel and stormed away. From that day forward, he didn't appear before me again.

Time passed quickly, and the wedding day arrived.

As his first wife, I was expected to attend. I let the attendants dress me and guide me to my seat, my expression blank while I kept my own silent count of time.

Keaton should be arriving soon.

The wedding ceremony was held in the palace's largest hall.

Lucien wore his wedding suit, unable to hide his joy.

Lina dressed in white to match him, crowned with jewels and draped in a veil. Her belly was already showing, but she held herself as if it were her greatest triumph.

They seated me in an unnoticed corner. I watched the farce unfold with a calm, expressionless face.

Guests glanced my way and whispered, their voices drifting like gnats.

"Poor thing. She's a princess of the bird tribe, yet she has to watch her husband marry her former maid."

"Poor? Not at all! She brought it on herself! After all these years, she's only laid one mediocre egg, and she still won't let go of the queen's seat."

"Exactly. Look at Lina. She was pregnant even before the wedding, and they say it's triplets. That's the kind of wife who can actually grow the pack!"

I kept my expression calm, but my nails bit deep into my palm.

A bright voice cut through the noise. "What a lively wedding!"

Every head turned when the doors opened and Keaton walked in, clad in black, flanked by a squad of tiger warriors.

The hall rippled with sudden commotion. Everyone knew the tigers and wolves were hardly on friendly terms. Keaton hadn't been invited, and he certainly hadn't come in peace.

Lucien's expression darkened. "Keaton, it's my wedding day! Why are you here instead of minding your own tribe?"

Keaton ignored Lucien completely. He walked straight through the crowd to my table, pulled out the empty chair beside me, and sat down.

When he turned to me, his smile flashed bright enough to dazzle.

Lucien's expression went darker. Lina looked from Keaton to me, then lifted her voice so everyone would hear. "Did you see that, Lucien? I told you she and Keaton had something going on! They must have been together all along!"

It added fuel to the fire. Worked up from Keaton's arrival, Lucien snapped.

"Aria, is that true? What exactly is going on between you and Keaton?"

Keaton let out a mocking laugh and clapped slowly.

The next second, two tiger warriors marched in, dragging a man bound hand and foot.

He bore the head of a wolf on a human body, unmistakably one of Lucien's people.

The moment Lina saw him, the color drained from her face. She began to shake and stumbled back a step, barely keeping her footing.

Lucien noticed her change, frowned at the captive, and confusion flickered in his eyes. "Keaton, what are you doing?" he barked, barely holding on to his patience.

Keaton ignored him, fixing his gaze on Lina, a smirk tugging at his lips. "Do you truly not recognize him, Lina? Tell us whose pups you're carrying!"