THE REBIRTH OF LISA.

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Lisa, the Luna of her pack, is falsely accused of attempting to poison her Alpha's new mate, Nelly. To prove her innocence, she is forced to drink from the same cup she is accused of poisoning. She met her untimely death as she drank from the cup. But death was only the beginning for Lisa as she woke up in another girl's body in a strange forest. She was reborn. She got inhabited with a new body to do more with her new life. What kind of role will anyone play in her new life if she set out on a quest for revenge against those who betrayed her, including her once beloved Alpha, and reclaim her rightful place as Luna?

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THE REBIRTH OF LISA. Chapter 1

I was scared when I woke up in an environment I couldn't understand. I looked through the window, and it was morning despite the sun shining.

The window curtains were blue, the door curtain, and the bedsheet I was lying on were all blue.

I looked up to see a pack of used Drip. "Who must have consumed this?" I asked myself.

The ceiling fan was gradually rotating, so I couldn't feel the breeze much. No one was around and I couldn't hear by noise.

I tried to catch up with what must have happened before I heard the voice of a small baby in the distance.

"Oh. You are awake already, good to know that."

I was facing the wall when I heard that male voice. I turned around and saw a very tall man.

He is in a lab coat, and two nurses are behind him. One was carrying a file. She opened it and handed over a paper to him

"Are you a medical doctor?" I asked, trying to sit up.

He nodded his head and asked me to lie down for a check. When they were done with the checks, they asked me not to stand up yet

"You were brought here yesterday evening and almost passed out. His name is Allen, he is your brother I guess."

One of the nurses said. That got me to start recalling what had happened to me. I was looking at them confused.

Lucky beat me up because of Nelly, my best friend who is now his new mate.

Nelly has been my good friend since childhood. We grew up and went to school together.

When I got married to Lucky after much pressure from him, begging me daily for marriage, I brought Nelly to live with us in the pack

She has been in a different pack doing stressful jobs to make ends meet.

"Are you alright? You are not talking. What is wrong with you?"

I had to realize that I was with some people when the question came from Doctor Devis.

He had earlier introduced himself and I couldn't have forgotten the name easily.

"Doctor, please, thank you for saving my life. I appreciate." He smiled at me while the nurses nodded their heads.

He looked at the paper he was holding and looked at me twice. My heart started panting.

Who knows what the problem could be?

My ears were itching to hear what he wanted to say. He opened his mouth but wasn't talking.

"What is the problem with me? Please talk to me, doctor."

I asked looking at them nurses if they could say something since the doctor wasn't ready to speak

"How long have you been married?"

"In three months, I will be three years old. Does it have anything to do with the situation I found myself in?"

I got to ask, worried over his silence. He knows my husband and Allen, my brother. Though I haven't been to his clinic, he knows I am married to Alpha Lucky.

"Congratulations, you are three months gone. I am happy for you. Your pregnancy is long-awaited."

The doctor said as he kept smiling. Full of joy and happiness. The door opened, and a lady carrying a tray came in.

"Good morning everyone. Mrs. Lisa, here is your breakfast."

She dropped all on the table and left.

The doctor and nurses left the room and asked me to have my breakfast, and they would come back for my medication.

I stood up and approached the bathroom so that I could brush my teeth and take my bath. I remembered I don't have any other clothes to change into.

I returned to the room and sat on the chair. To see what was kept for me for breakfast, I set a small bag under the table.

That was my backpack, I opened it and saw some clothes. It showed that Allen must have visited very early to check on me but I was still sleeping.

Possibly he must send someone because I can remember he had a function to attend.

I returned to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, and took my bath.

My cream, clothes, and a few other things were in the back. Allen did well to package them.

The joy Nelly had when Lucky was beating me up was well noticed.

She has been happy the way she seduced my husband and took him from me. Each time I wish to speak with Lucky, she asks him what the barren woman is doing with him

I felt humiliated and dehumanized before then. Most times, Allen will not talk. As the better of the pack and my brother, I was expecting him to shun Nelly anytime she insults me.

Rather than confronting her, he will only ask me to take things easy, as if I had wanted to fight anyone.

I opened the food and it was rice, well prepared. I couldn't finish my meal when I knocked on the door.

"Come in, the door is open."

I shouted at the top of my voice so that the person could hear me well.

The door opened and she greeted me to which I responded.

Looking at her, she is different from the other nurses who came with the doctor earlier

"Who are you if I may ask?"

"I am Nurse Bella, I just changed from the one on night duty. I am here to nurse and take care of you."

After the meal, she gave me some medications and handed over the test results to me

"You can go now. You are discharged, someone paid your bill." She said

I took my backpack and left immediately. At the pack's gate was Allen. He took my bag and the test result.

"Wow, my sister is pregnant."

I didn't care about his shout but went straight to my room.

I remembered the nurse asked me to use hot water and press the injured part when I got home.

I rushed to the kitchen, boiled water, and did as she said.

A few minutes after I returned to my room, Lucky opened my door without a knock.

"Follow me now. Your return has created more problems." He ordered.

I got to the sitting room, and everyone was there.

"Yes Alpha, I saw her poisoning the cup Nelly uses to take tea for the good of the baby in her stomach." Echun the house help said pointing at me

"So you want to poison my baby, the hair?" Alpha asked with a hot slap on my face that landed me on the couch.

I was surprised by what was going on. He couldn't allow me to talk. I tried to run away but the warriors blocked my way. That even put me in more trouble.

I locked on Allen, and he removed his face. I knelt and begged my husband to speak but he refused.

My face was already hurting me. I didn't know what to do.

"To prove your innocence, you must drink from that same cup." Lucky ordered.

I knew I was innocent, I didn't poison any cup while I was in the kitchen.

I asked Allen, my brother, to beg Lucky for me. He told me that his hands are tired.

He begged me to drink from the same cup I was accused of poisoning. The warriors had blocked the doors.

Lucky, who wasn't around when I came back, flew from where he was in a meeting a few minutes later to execute his order on me.

I cried over and over but no one was ready to hear me out. I was given a few seconds by Lucky to drink from the cup, or he would order the warriors to kill me.

I drank from the cup, fell on the floor, and passed out.

THE REBIRTH OF LISA. of Contents

Chapter 1 Ch. 1 Chapter 2 Ch. 2 Chapter 3 Ch. 3 Chapter 4 Ch. 4 Chapter 5 Ch. 5 Chapter 6 Ch. 6

Chapter 7 Ch. 7

Chapter 8 Ch. 8

Chapter 9 Ch. 9

Chapter 10 Ch. 10

Chapter 11 Ch. 11

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