Chapter 3 *OLIVIA'S POV*

I could hear sobs, they were getting louder.

I was dead. Had my body been discovered? But even if it had been discovered, no one would cry because I was dead. The only one that I thought cared about me when I was alive was Chester. But I discovered his true colors before death.

Where were the sobs coming from? I thought I had passed on to the afterlife. Why then was I hearing sobs in the background? Or were the people in the afterlife crying because they were happy to see me? It couldn't be!

I fluttered my eyes open, but I couldn't see clearly, my vision was really blurry, and it didn't want to normalize. With the little I could see, I scanned around my environment. This isn't heaven!

I was still on frigging earth! And the cries and wails were coming from the background!

With my blurry vision, I could see someone on the bed. It looked like a woman and someone was crying on her body. Was she dead?

Suddenly, the person crying on the woman's bed carried me out of someone's hands. Carried me! I tried moving my legs, but it yielded no results, it was as though I couldn't control my own legs!

But why? I tried saying something, but I couldn't make out a single word from my mouth. What was happening to me, and why could the man carry me comfortably like I was some child?

Or..oh no! Now I realize what was going on. I was actually a child, in fact, a newly born baby and the man carrying me was my new father. If he is my father, that means the woman he was crying at is my mother, and she must have died while giving birth to me.

I had been reborn as a little baby again, but I still had my memories with me.

The man who, in a logical sense, is my father, carried me out of the room. I looked up at him and, with my blurry vision and I could make out his expression, it was gloomy and sad.

I felt for him, I knew how it felt to lose a loved one. That was exactly how I felt when my father died years ago.

And I also felt for my presumed mother, I also knew how it felt to die, life slowly sipping away from you.

" An heir to our pack has been born!" I heard the deep baritone voice of my father ring and looked around to see stern-looking men settled in a large hall.

I figured they were the council of elders of the pack and my father was the Alpha. And he had taken me to the throne room. With the dangerous and intimidating aura they were emitting, I figured that this pack and its members must be a really strong and powerful pack.

" Is it a prince, Alpha Kayden?" I heard one of the elders ask.

" No, she is a little princess," my father replied with a hint of pride and arrogance in his voice.

" And what of the Luna in our pack?" The same elder asked again.

Suddenly, the air in the throne room became suffocating. "She couldn't make it," my father replied.

There were side talks and whispers in the throne room, making it noisy and disorganized.

" Silence!!" My father roared and immediately, the throne room became absolutely quiet. I jerked in fear and suddenly burst into fresh tears. I couldn't control it. It was one of the perks of being a child after all.

" It's alright baby, it's alright. Daddy is so sorry for being too loud". My father cooed at me with love and I felt pleased to be loved by someone again, so I kept quiet.

" Good girl" he praised me.

" The Luna of this pack and my mate, Laura Orson, were poisoned with elixir," my father announced as gasps could be heard coming from the council of elders.

" And it was done by someone in this pack" he continued, "if I find out who did it, I swear that person would rather choose to be dead than to be alive after I'm done with the person". With that, he walked out of the throne room with me in his arms.

I wanted to give him a resounding clap. I was pleased that I was reborn as his child.

" Kimberly," he called.

" Kimberly must be the midwife," I thought.

" Yes, Alpha Kayden," Kimberly answered.

" Take the baby and clean her up" my father said as he handed me to her.

" Alright, Alpha" Kimberly replied as she took me from his grip.

" And also...could I trouble you to please take care of her until she comes of age to take care of herself?" My father asked.

" Of course, Alpha. That was the promise I made to Luna on her dying bed, "Kimberly replied.

" Thank you," my father said.

" It's alright, Alpha," Kimberly replied.

I was then carried to a room where I was cleaned up. Kimberly then put on neat clothes on me.

" Aren't you a cute little baby?" Kimberly said as she dressed me up.

It all felt crazy to me. I was fully aware of my environment, but I couldn't talk or move. And it all felt strange, being in a baby's body and all the love and affection that was being showered on me. No one had ever shown me that genuine affection after my parents died, not even Chester. I felt like crying out and I did.

I wailed loudly, and the midwife immediately patted me and sang for me, so I kept silent.

Suddenly, my father came inside the room.

" Some reputable Alpha of other packs has come to pay homage to the newborn baby" he said.

" Oh.. alright. Here you go" kimberly smiled as she handed me over to my father.

He then took me and headed out of the room. He then arrived at the throne room again.

" Here she is," he said as he handed me over to someone.

" Wow, she is so beautiful" I heard the person carrying me say.

Wait! That voice, I recognized it!

My little eyes widened in horror as I saw the person carrying me.