After Rebirth, I Refused to Make Him My Alpha
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Introduction
Fate gave me a second chance—I woke up reborn on the morning of the mate selection ceremony. There he was, still ordering me around in front of everyone, expecting me to play the obedient servant.
Everyone tried to convince me that Ryan, the man who killed me, is the "right choice."
Yet I chose Connor—the man feared by the entire clan, the one who will bring ruin to the clan for the sake of his one true love.
This time, I refuse to be the stepping stone on Ryan's climb to power.
I'm going to make everyone see who truly holds the reins.
Chapter 1
I once loved Ryan Walsh deeply and helped him become the Alpha, only to be rewarded with chains in a dungeon and the mocking laughter of him and his mistress.
Fate gave me a second chance—I woke up reborn on the day before the mate selection ceremony
...
"Aria!" Ryan called out, "Go stand over there and hold up the target."
The surrounding pack members stopped their movements, all eyes turning toward me.
The weekly training session was in progress, and Ryan, who killed me in the previous life, stood in the archery area, holding a golden arrow in his hand.
In my past life, I would have rushed over immediately, thinking this was his way of giving me "special attention."
Now?
"Practice by yourself," I said without looking up. "I have no obligation to assist you."
The training ground fell silent instantly.
Ryan's bowstring trembled slightly in his hands. He clearly hadn't expected such a response.
Ryan wasn't ready to give up. He deliberately shot his next arrow wide, letting it land near my feet.
This was exactly how he used to treat me like a servant in my previous life.
"Since you're here, help me pick up that arrow," he said coldly.
I looked at the arrow by my feet, feeling completely unmoved.
"You shot it, you pick it up."
Ryan was clearly even more furious now.
Not just because I hadn't obeyed him, but because I dared to defy him in front of the other pack members.
He used to command me like this all the time, and I thought it was because he cared about me, his possessiveness over me.
Now I understand—I was nothing more than a tool he used to show off in front of the other wolves.
"Looks like the Alpha position might be changing hands," someone mocked.
Ryan had clearly lost face.
"An Omega with no sense of service?" Ryan declared loudly. "How disappointing."
Just then, the sound of high heels came from behind me.
I didn't need to turn around to know who it was—Ashley.
She swayed into the training ground, refusing to take off her heels even though the ground was covered in gravel.
Her wrist was wrapped in white bandages, her hair flowing loose, looking frail and sickly. She carefully carried a bowl of steaming herbal medicine.
"Ryan, your medicine," Ashley said. "The doctor said you need to take it right after training. I was afraid you'd forget."
Ryan's expression softened instantly as he quickly put down his bow and walked toward her.
"Does your hand still hurt? Why are you making medicine for me? You should be resting."
"This is what I should do," Ashley bit her lower lip lightly.
"Taking care of you is my honor. Besides, seeing how hard you train, I want to do something for you even if my hand hurts."
In my past life, I would have been consumed with jealousy, thinking I wasn't as gentle and considerate as Ashley. Now I just wanted to laugh.
Ashley's gaze "accidentally" swept toward me, then she lowered her head without speaking.
"Do you see that, Aria?" Ryan sneered. "This is how a real woman should behave."
He gently touched Ashley's wrist and looked at me with contempt.
"Not like you, always trying to rely on your father's achievements for special privileges."
Those words cut through me like a blade.
My father died fighting at the borders to protect the pack, and here he was, calling my father's sacrifice a tool for my personal gain.
Someone in the crowd whispered, "Ryan, don't forget the Alpha is throwing a graduation party for Aria."
Pack members murmured among themselves, their expressions serious.
"Her choice will determine who becomes the next Alpha..."
"If the Alpha personally hosts the ceremony..."
"Ryan, congratulations on becoming Alpha soon. We'll support you completely!"
Ryan proudly pulled Ashley closer, giving me a confident smile. "At the graduation party, you'd better dress appropriately. As my future luna."
He warned, "After we're bonded, you'd better learn to be docile like Ashley. I don't like wild, untamed Omegas."
I stared at his face, my mind flashing back to the scene from my previous life just before I died.
Ryan stood coldly in the ruins while Ashley nestled against him.
"She's finally out of the way," Ashley caressed Ryan's chest, her eyes full of satisfaction. "Now you can focus on being my mate."
I pulled myself back to the present and turned to leave.
"Miss Aria, the Alpha is waiting for you in the council chamber. About tomorrow night's ceremony."
The Alpha's beta found me.
Everyone understood this was the moment I would make my decision.
"Wait!" Ryan shouted from behind me.
"You'll make the right choice at tomorrow's graduation party, won't you?"
"Of course."
Walking out of the training ground, I smiled quietly to myself.
I had already made my choice. It was the right one— for your ruin.
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“You need to learn to be obedient” he said as he kept thrusting into me. When I felt his hands on my clit my body shook.
“Asher please, it’s too much”.
“No. if I really wanted to punish you, I would give you all of me”, he said against my ears and my entire body froze. Suddenly he moved and I was standing again. This man was insane.
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Asher was what I wanted , what I truly craved until it was too late. An orphan should never fall in love with someone out of their reach. I thought loving him was the right thing to do until he revealed his true identity and Ruined me. I was ruined for everyone one else . I could still feel his touch, it was as if it was etched into my skin. I tired to avoid him but fate wouldn't let it happen.
The Sterling's were the most powerful in Havenwood and Dorian Sterling was off limits.
As an orphan finding out you still have people looking for you is hard to take but when it turns out to be people of wealth and standing I took the other road and ran, but running led me right back to the place I was avoiding and the person I was avoiding.
Asher and Dorling Sterling one and the same. When his first love shows up and along with everyone that has set out to ruin me, I prayed that he could protect me.
