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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.

Revenge After Rebirth: Fated To The Triplets I Hate

"Maris! How could you let this happen?" he shouted, his words sharp with rage. "My plate, my personal plate! The sacred plates of our pack!" He repeated. "Do you realize what this means? This was a generational treasure, handed down for centuries! And you let it be destroyed? Do you understand the consequences of your carelessness? It can never be replaced, and you were trusted to protect it!"

Amelia stopped dead in her tracks. Her eyes filled with fear. And she knew this moment could haunt everyone for generations. The consequences of my actions.

I stood slowly, moving to the door to peek through. There, stood Darius. His face was a mask of rage, his eyes blazing as he towered over Maris, who cowered before him at her knees.

"I'm sorry, Alpha," Maris whimpered.

They'll All Pay. Every Single One!