Reborn Pregnant, Rise To Power

The tropical cyclone raged outside the servants' quarters, and Mira's coughing intensified. She was getting weaker as time passed by. Every time she coughed hard, she felt like her lungs had exploded inside her body and worse she was coughing blood.

Her body can no longer hold on, she is dying.

She was gasping for air, a sign that her next breath could be her last.

The head housekeeper refused to give her more medicine because there were five of them who had gone down with the deadly flu and medicine was scarce. Among the maids, she was the least favored.

Time stand still...

The history of her life flashed in her mind like scenes from a movie.

She was bought by the Alpha King's men from the human slave market two years ago and works as a servant in the royal family mansion assigned to the laundry department. She was born with ugly scars on her face and was frequently bullied and insulted by the other servants because of her ugly appearance. They called her an ugly duckling.

She was a human orphan that grew up in the orphanage, the result of a deadly plague that ravaged the land and killed millions both humans and werewolves alike. She grew up without knowing who her parents were.

When she was fifteen years old, she ran away from an orphanage run by cruel staff who treated the kids like animals. She was begging for money on the streets, and later kidnapped by a gang, abused for several nights, and finally sold on the slave market.

The rest is history.

Another painful cough rocked Mira's weak body and she vomited blood. She can feel it, death is coming. Somehow, she doesn't feel afraid of death anymore because she welcomes death as a release from her miserable and pathetic life.

If there is life after death, and she is given a chance to be reborn again, she wants to experience living a good life as a wealthy woman, loved by a handsome guy like Alpha Gideon, her one and only crush among the Alpha King's royal sons.

The thought of becoming Alpha Gideon's wife in her next life brought a smile to her face. Just a sweet fantasy created by her love-starved dying mind. Just thinking about him makes her smile brightly, her last smile before death.

A cold gust of wind entered the window, her body trembled, death was coming to claim her body. She couldn't see it, but she could feel it.

It's time to go...

She closed her eyes and took her last breath, welcoming death with open arms.

As the rain fell in torrents outside the building, the 25-year-old Mira passed away, alone, abandoned and unloved.

Thunder tore the sky, shaking the heavens to its core.

Mira's soul didn't rise straight to heaven. Her soul was floating in the sky, drifting in the endless void of nothingness.

Destiny is still not yet done with Mira's soul. It has other plans for her.

Meanwhile...

At Alpha King's mansion, Alpha Gideon's beloved second wife was fighting for her dear life. She was bedridden and infected with severe flu, a deadly strain of flu. His beloved Rosie was five months pregnant with their first child. She was having a high fever mixed with hard coughing and the pack doctor was desperate to save her.

Alpha Gideon was deeply worried, pacing back and forth outside the room. Every time he hears Rosie's loud coughing, his heart breaks into pieces.

Suddenly, he no longer hears her terrible coughing...

The door opened, and the pack doctor exited the room, panicking.

"How is my wife?" Alpha Gideon asked anxiously.

Dr. Quade shakes his head in extreme distress. "I'm sorry, Alpha. Your wife's condition is critical. Her body is extremely weak. We can't stabilize her condition. Her body is rejecting the medicines we give her. Right now she is coughing up blood. We need to take her to the nearest hospital if we want to save her life and the baby."

"Alright, we will take her to the hospital now," Alpha Gideon replied in a tense tone. He instructed his beta in a mind link to prepare the car.

All of a sudden, the door opened and the pack doctor's assistant rushed outside, sporting a terrified expression on his face. "Alpha, your beloved Rosie is gone! She stopped breathing, and I tried my best to revive her, but I could no longer save her. Please forgive me!"

"No, this isn't happening! This can't be! My beloved Rosie can't die!" he said, howling in pain. Distraught, Alpha Gideon rushed back to the room and hugged Rosie's lifeless body. His body trembled in excruciating pain and despair. Tears sprang from his eyes.

"Why did you have to die? Why did you have to leave me?" He began sobbing hard, hugging Rosie's dead body. His heart was broken into a million pieces. He not only lost his wife, his mate, but also their first child.

He couldn't remember how long he was crying and hugging his beloved wife, begging her to come back to life. Despite his grief, he was aware that people had already gathered outside the door after the news of his wife's sudden passing reached everyone's ears.

They are waiting for him to leave the room so they can comfort him with their condolences.

Rosie's skin was getting colder under his touch. He rose to his feet, closed his eyes and planted a kiss on her cold lips. "I love you so much, my love... losing you hurts terribly," he said in a wretched tone, tears quickly filled his eyes.

With shaking hands he reached for the blanket and draped it over Rosie's body as he slowly came to terms with her death.

He glanced at the door, tears glistening in his eyes. With a heavy heart he moved towards the door and faced his family waiting outside.

"Condolence, son," the Alpha King and Luna Queen said dispiritedly in chorus.

His siblings uttered their condolences as well.

"Alpha, we would like to enter the room to take care of Luna Rosie's body," said Dr. Quade, looking at the closed door.

Alpha Gideon shook his head. "No. Don't touch her body yet. I still want to spend some time with her. I'll call you later if I'm ready to let her go," he replied miserably.

Outside the mansion, the rain was pouring heavily, thunder and lightning hammered the sky with no end in sight.

Back in the room...

Beneath the blanket, Luna Rosie's motionless body began showing movements.

Her arms and feet move under the blanket.

She opened her eyes wide, blinking several times.

"W...where am I?" Mira asked, confused, trying to sort out her jumbled thoughts.

The last thing she remembered... after she died her soul left her body, floating in the endless void of darkness.

Has her soul reached heaven already?

Wait a minute...

Why was her body covered by a white blanket?

It took her a few minutes of rapid thinking before she realized what was happening to her.

Oh my God!

She's alive! Back in the land of the living.

Impossible!

She sat upright and took a good look at herself.

She now had a flawless skin, wavy strawberry-blonde hair, well-manicured nails, nice dress and the shocking list goes on.

Then she finally noticed her protruding belly. Huh? What is this? Why was her stomach big and feeling heavy? What the hell is going on?

Shocked, she placed her hands on her stomach and noticed that she was indeed pregnant.

This can't be!

Why did she become pregnant? She's dead already.

Her head spun for a few seconds as she made quick analysis of her situation.

She could be dreaming, right? But a dead person can't dream anymore.

A few seconds later, realization finally dawned on her.

Her eyes widened in shock and disbelief as her jaw dropped to the floor.

Holy cow!

She finally realized...she was reborn!

Her current body was not her original body anymore, she had occupied someone else's body!

Shocked to the core, her forehead furrowed in confusion.

But...wait...whose body is she occupying right now?