I scoffed. “It doesn’t matter anymore.”

Cade squeezed his face into displeasure as he stepped closer to me, “What doesn’t matter anymore?” His blue eyes turned a shade darker than they should.

“You are our mate, Isn’t that what you wanted all along?” Kael spoke and I snapped my gaze at him.
It was too late! Nothing could ever make me want them. I loathed them so much that it hurt. Perhaps that’s what happens to a broken soul who was given a second chance.

“Iris…” Zane called. He was the calmest of the three, his eyes were soft, trying to reach out to me and I stepped back avoiding him like a plague.

They were monsters. All three of them.

I find it hard to breathe but this was my decision to make. Gone was the fragile old me.
“I, Iris Orlene…” I stared at the triplets dead in the eyes, inhaling sharply. Not a single drop of emotion was left in me.

“Reject you all three Alphas; Cade, Kael, and Zane Verek to be my mate.”

***
Iris Oren, once the cherished daughter of Alpha Oren Roland and Luna Selene of the Blackbane Pack, I faced a dire accusation of treason for allegedly poisoning the former beta who’s now the current alpha, Alpha Darius Verek, the current ruthless leader who betrayed and murdered my parents when I was just a kid, accused me of their murder and took over the alpha throne. Now, I am a despised maid in my own pack. I am publicly condemned in the council room, surrounded by hostile pack members, including Alpha Darius, his sons who are triplets, Cade, Kael, and Zane, my childhood sweet hearts, and my former best friend Liora. Despite my weak protests of innocence, no one believed me, and Darius sentenced me to death by being buried alive but the council pleaded as he shifted the punishment to 200 strokes of whips with sulfur powder but unknown to me, it was changed to a silver powder, very dangerous to werewolves. 
During this brutal public punishment, I couldn’t make it, I died. 

Waking up again, I realised I'd been brought back to my past life, on my 18th birthday, days before my death. 

In my past life, I am a weak and wolfless omega who can’t even defend herself and has loved the triplets so dearly that I could do anything for them without considering my dignity. Now I am reborn, I am determined to change my fate.

"Hurry up!" Amelia's voice hissed through the library but barely above a whisper. She shifted impatiently near the towering shelves as my hands fumbled through the dusty tomes, fingertips brushing over the books as I squinted in the darkness searching for this book as I recalled it falling from my hand the moment Margery saw me here days ago. Here I am searching relentlessly.


"I'm still searching. I can't find it," I replied back. My heart pounded as I could hear me heart beating so fast, not from anything but fear and the risk I had put us in.


"Oh, Moon Goddess, I knew she'd put me in great trouble," Amelia snapped,. Her eyes darted toward me in sobs.


I whipped my head around, glaring at her. "Don't be dramatic, Amelia. Keep your voice low," I shot back. "We're almost done. Just stay calm, I'll find it soon."


Chapter 32 - Don’t Panic