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My Second Chance: Gifting the Trash Alpha to My Sister Novel Cover

My Second Chance: Gifting the Trash Alpha to My Sister

After being murdered by her jealous sister and losing her pup, Elara Ashford wakes up on the day of her mate selection ceremony. She realizes Rosalie has also regressed when her sister rushes to save Julian Sterling, the Sunfire Alpha heir Elara rescued in her past life. Elara willingly lets her sister take the future Luna position, knowing the brutal reality of bearing a pure-blood heir. While Rosalie chases status, Elara seeks a different path in this gripping werewolf adventure.
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Chapter 2

I arrived at the ceremonial hall, which was full of males from various packs. Their muscles bulged, and they radiated intense energy.

I didn't try to sabotage Rosalie as she had done to me in our past lives. Instead, I bowed gracefully and explained that something had come up, and Rosalie would be there shortly. I then asked everyone to wait patiently for her.

They smiled, expressing their understanding.

These males came to seek mates, so they went all out to impress me with their charisma. If I were as inexperienced as I used to be in my past life, I would've been swept away by their charms.

But now, only bitterness remained in my heart, and I couldn't bring myself to even smile.

I quickly caught sight of Rosalie's mate in our past lives, the future Alpha of the Stoneridge pack, Jacob. He stood out among the crowd, and he had a calm air about him.

Unlike the other males, Jacob wasn't gingerly trying to please me. Instead, he stood a distance away. If I hadn't seen the hint of amazement in his gaze as he looked at me, I would've assumed he wasn't interested in me at all.

Just then, a sweating yet elegant Rosalie arrived at the hall. A hint of surprise flashed across her eyes when she saw the hall fully occupied.

Did she think I would take the opportunity to get revenge as she would?

Rosalie said, "Sorry, everyone, but my heart is set on someone else, and I've already decided to be his mate."

When the males heard that, they were a little disappointed, but they quickly surrounded me with even greater enthusiasm.

There was a hint of jealousy in Rosalie's gaze. Still, she pointed at Jacob in the distance and said, "That one doesn't look too bad. I think he's worthy of my sister. Our mother has already passed, so as Clara's older sister, I shall decide for her. Clara, I hereby betroth you to him."

I saw the purposeful smile on Rosalie's face before lowering my gaze to hide the complicated emotions I was feeling.

Rosalie wanted me to endure all the suffering she had gone through in our past lives.

Because of Rosalie's eloquent speech, I was thus arranged to be Jacob's mate. The Elder was a little mad that Rosalie attended the ceremony even though she had already fallen for someone else. Still, she was only grounded as a punishment so she could reflect on her wrongdoing.

As I kept track of the days, I knew that it was about time the messenger from the Sunfire pack arrived.

To my surprise, Julian had come in person this time.

The Elder was shocked to receive the news.

After all, the Silvermoon pack was no longer as prestigious as it once was. Even at the height of its glory, it never received anyone from the noble Sunfire pack seeking a mate from its ranks, let alone an heir like Julian.

The Elder bowed deeply and spoke respectfully to Julian. Rosalie was already released, and she was standing next to the Elder as she looked bashfully at Julian. "I've been waiting so long for you. Did you know that the Elder even locked me up?"

When the Elder and Julian heard what Rosalie said, their expressions darkened a little. With a hint of anger, Julian asked, "Why did you lock my future Luna up?"

Julian had always been quite assertive. He thought that the Elder's actions were an insult to him.

The Elder noticed the dark expression on Julian's face. He broke out in a cold sweat as he parted his lips to say something. In the end, he simply lowered his head dejectedly. "You may punish me as you wish."

I couldn't bear seeing the old werewolf, who had watched us grow up, humbling himself like that, so I hastily stepped forward. "Here's the whole truth. Rosalie had already fallen for someone else, but she had attended the ceremony regardless. The Elder had to do it to protect Rosalie's reputation. If not, the other packs would surely have complaints about her."

There was a hint of admiration in Julian's eyes when he saw me. Noticing the intrigued look in Julian's gaze, Rosalie was on high alert as she hastily held his arm and tried to flirt with him.

The Elder looked as if he were about to pass out when he saw Rosalie's behavior.

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