Reborn: The Alpha's Regret and the Serpent's Queen
It was the Mating Ceremony, the most important day for our pack, but for me, it felt like walking to the gallows. I stood on the velvet carpet, waiting for Jacob, the Alpha heir, to claim me.
Suddenly, my younger sister Bella threw herself at the Elder's feet, screaming that she and Jacob were in love. Jacob didn't deny it. He looked at me with cold calculation, announced he chose her, and publicly broke our engagement.
In my previous life, this betrayal broke me. I had fought to marry him, only to become a "defective incubator" locked in a room. I remembered the bruises that never healed and the fire that eventually killed me. While I burned to death, Jacob only cared about saving Bella.
Now, standing in the same spot, the crowd mocked me as "damaged goods." My father sneered, pointing to the back of the room where the "lesser" clans stood, telling me to pick a rat or a snake if I wanted to stay in the Pack House.
They thought they were ruining me. They didn't realize they were handing me the key to my freedom.
I turned away from the smirking wolves and walked toward the darkest corner of the room. There sat Draco, the Serpent King, a man everyone feared and despised.
He was the only one who had tried to smash through the burning beams to save me in my past life.
I stopped in front of him, ignored the gasps of the crowd, and extended my hand.
"I choose you."
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Chapter 6
Clarice POV:
The transformation was agony, a fire reshaping bone, but when I woke, I felt... powerful. My skin had a pearlescent sheen. The gnawing wolf hunger was gone, replaced by a predatory, aquatic stillness.
Draco helped me up. "The eggs are ready, my Queen. But first, you must know what they inherit."
He took me to the vault beneath the castle.
It wasn't a cave. It was an empire. Gold bars stacked like firewood, chests of uncut diamonds, blueprints for tech the humans wouldn't invent for a decade.
"Wolves fight for scraps of forest," Draco said. "We own the ground they walk on. We own the banks that hold their mortgages."
He turned to me, emerald eyes glowing.
"Bella calls us beggars. Let her. A King doesn't need to shout."
*
A week later. My father's seventieth birthday.
We stood at the Silver Moon Pack House entrance. Draco in midnight blue velvet, me in shimmering gold that hugged my swollen form.
The music died when we entered.
Bella was there.
She sat at the head table, and she looked monstrous. Her belly was distended to a grotesque size, black veins pulsing. She was shoving raw meat into her mouth, grease running down her chin.
"You," she spat. "You dare?"
"Happy birthday, Father," I said, placing a small box on the table. *A deed to a diamond mine.*
Father's eyes bulged.
"Look at her!" Bella shrieked, struggling to stand. Her legs trembled under the weight. "She's barely showing! Runts! Pebbles! *This*," she slapped her massive stomach, "is a god! I am carrying the Wolf God's avatar!"
The crowd murmured, swayed by the sheer size of her.
"That is not a god, Bella," I said, my voice echoing with a new, Siren-like resonance. "It is a parasite."
"Jealous!" she screamed. "You're just-"
Terror crossed her face.
She clutched her stomach. A wet, tearing sound ripped through the silence.
*Splosh.*
Fluid-dark, foul-smelling sludge-gushed onto the floor.
"My water!" she wailed. "It's coming!"
At that exact moment, an electric cramp seized me. Not pain. Urgency.
I squeezed Draco's hand. "Draco. The eggs."
Chaos.
"Midwife!" Jacob roared.
Draco swept me up. "Clear a room!" His Alpha aura crushed the wolves into submission.
They gave us the guest suite. Bella was dragged screaming into the master bedroom next door.
The contrast was stark.
In my room, Draco lit lavender candles. He placed me in a warm bath.
"Breathe," he murmured.
I didn't scream. The Siren blood made it seamless. With one powerful push, relief washed over me.
Draco reached into the water, hands reverent.
He lifted them out. Three large, leathery eggs, glowing with soft golden light.
"Perfect," he whispered, tears in his eyes. He wrapped them in thermal silk.
From the room next door, a sound erupted that made my blood freeze.
*Not a cry. A screech. Like metal grinding on bone.*
"What is that?" I whispered.
"The truth," Draco said.
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