Chapter 1

Every full moon, Gareth, Alpha of the Graymane Group, bleeds uncontrollably.

Doctors have declared that if he cannot find his fated mate, he will bleed to death by twenty-five.

In my past life, my sister, Doris, stole my matebond test report and used synthetic pheromones to pass herself off as me, becoming Gareth's fated mate.

I exposed her scheme to everyone. But just then, her pheromones went into disarray, and she collapsed, only to be discovered to be pregnant.

Later, Doris died from a pheromonal backlash.

Everyone was convinced I had killed her. They threw me into a deep pit in the Angeles National Forest and left me to be bitten to death by vipers.

"You killed Doris, you'll pay for it with your own life!"

When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day Gareth came to my door to propose.

This time, I will make him bleed to death.

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"Doris is my fated mate, and I'm going to marry her."

Gareth's tone was dominant, leaving no room for doubt.

Before I could even speak, Doris fluttered into his arms like a little bird.

Gareth dotingly stroked her head.

"Even without this matebond test report, I would still marry Doris."

"What bullshit doctor's prophecy... it's a total scam. Only an idiot would believe it."

His voice was languid, as if he were speaking just for me.

But when our eyes met, a complex flicker of emotion passed through his gaze.

I hid the scorn in my eyes.

I knew that Gareth, just like me, had been reborn.

"Slyvia, I know you want to marry Gareth, but we are the true mates."

Doris linked her arm intimately with Gareth's, turning to flash me a victorious smile.

"Is that so? Well, congratulations."

Gareth's brow furrowed slightly, seemingly surprised by my composure.

He stared at me, his gaze sharp. "You don't object?"

I chuckled lightly. "Why would I object? I only hope Mr. Graymane doesn't come to regret this in the future."

Doris's expression changed, and she hurriedly changed the subject."Gareth, shall we set our wedding for the beginning of next month?"

After settling on the wedding date, the two of them left hand in hand.

The moment the door closed, the sharp sound of a slap exploded in my ear.

A fiery sting spread across my cheek.

Shawn's half-lidded eyes flashed with a vicious light.

"You’re such a jinx! you almost ruined Doris's wedding!"

"You should be glad you didn't succeed. Otherwise, tearing you limb from limb wouldn't be enough to quell my anger."

"Doris was here first, even if she's adopted. Why do you have to take everything from her? You took away her chance to Stanford. And now you're trying to steal her man. Aren't you just shameless?!"

The taste of blood filled my mouth.

I had almost forgotten. In my past life, the only reason Doris was able to get her hands on my report was all thanks to this dear brother of mine.

Our mother died from a hemorrhage giving birth to me, and our father, unable to cope, jumped to his death.

Shawn blamed everything on me.

Whenever he was unhappy, he would beat and curse at me, using me as his punching bag.

It was as if I were just a toy for him to regulate his emotions.

"I'm warning you, stay in your lane."

I chuckled lightly and nodded, the pain in my heart making me more clear-headed than ever.

I knew clearly that resisting would only be counterproductive. It was better to just go with the flow.

I pulled a voice recorder and a flash drive from my pocket.

The lesson from my tragic death in my past life was too deeply ingrained; a single test report was nowhere near enough to nail Doris to the pillar of shame.