Fiancé Cut Me Open and Took My Baby, I Was Reborn

Jettie POV:

The cold woke me first. The damp air was filled with a thick and nauseating scent of blood. My eyes trembled open, and darkness surrounded me. The only light came from a sliver of moonlight shining through a high, barred window. Rough iron cuffs and shackles dug into my wrists and ankles, locking me against the wall.

The heavy iron door creaked open, scraping against the stone. A tall figure appeared in silhouette against the torchlight from the hallway. My heart suddenly jumped, beating against my ribs like a frantic bird. I recognized his silhouette, his proud shoulders.

"Caiden!" I cried, my voice hoarse and broken. "This is a mistake! I'm innocent! I have nothing to do with another man. Get me out of here!"

He slowly walked into the cell. As his face appeared in the light, the relief that had surged through me moments ago instantly froze in my veins. There was no worry in his eyes, no urgency. Only cold, emotionless indifference. The familiar scent of sandalwood that had always made me feel safe now felt suffocating, carrying something I could not identify.

A wave of fear tightened in my stomach. "Caiden, what's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

He looked down at me, his beautiful lips curving into a smile I had never seen before. It was cruel. "A mistake? No, Jettie. There is no mistake."

My heart didn't just sink. It fell. His words were like a bucket of ice water poured over my head. "What... what do you mean?"

The cell door opened again. A small and delicate figure walked in.

My half-sister, Anais.

Seeing her, I cried out in joy, "Sister! You came to save me? I never had anything to do with another man. Please help me explain to the prince!"

"Explain what? Explain the man the prince personally sent into your room? Or explain that from today onward, you are no longer the prince's future Luna, but a wolf accused of adultery?"

She moved to Caiden's side and nestled into his arms, her face filled with a triumphant and gloating smile.

I looked at them, unwilling to believe it. I looked at the Caiden I had loved for years and struggled desperately against my chains. "Is what she said true?"

Several guards rushed forward. One kicked hard against my knee, and a sharp slap struck my face.

The sudden blow made my head spin. Hearing his words, my eyes were filled with disbelief.

"That's right. That man was sent there by me!" Caiden said. "To get rid of you, I went through a lot of trouble!"

Caiden looked down at me from above, his arm around Anais's waist. He sneered, "If it weren't for the fact that only you can activate the Gamma token, the person I wanted to marry from the beginning would have been Anais!"

Caiden laughed softly, the sound unpleasant. He reached into his coat and pulled out a familiar token-the Gamma token my grandfather had left behind, the symbol of the Hamilton Pack's military authority. I had only known that my grandfather entrusted it to someone important before his death. I had been searching for its whereabouts all this time. I never expected it to be in Caiden's hands.

"My naive little Omega. Didn't expect this, did you? The Gamma token you've been searching for is now in my possession. Once I use your blood to activate it, I will no longer need a weak and useless fiancée."

The sight of the token struck me like a physical blow. I had given him my whole heart, my complete trust. How laughable-his only reason for getting close to me had always been my blood, the key to activating the token.

"You see, sister?" Anais's voice was sweet as honeyed poison. "I told you the prince would choose me in the end. A powerful Alpha needs a partner who can stand beside him, not a useless burden like you."

I watched them holding each other. The rumors I had dismissed as vicious gossip were all true. My stomach churned with nausea.

"Why?" The word was a strangled gasp torn from the depths of my soul. Tears I didn't know I still had streamed down my face.

"Anais, we're sisters!"

Anais let out a sharp, mocking laugh. Her eyes were filled with contempt. "Sisters? Don't make me laugh. From the day your mother took the Luna position that should have belonged to my mother, we were destined to be enemies. You and your 'noble' mother both deserve to die."

Caiden waved his hand dismissively. Two guards stepped forward, unlocked my chains, and dragged me out of the cell.

They dragged me into a torture chamber and strapped me onto an X-shaped wooden frame. Caiden picked up a long whip, the leather tail dark from being soaked in saltwater. He walked toward me step by step.

"Since you care so much about your family," he said as he raised the whip, "let me show you the price of betraying the royal family."

The first lash landed. A raw and piercing scream tore from my lungs. The pain of my flesh splitting open was nothing compared to the agony in my chest.

Again and again, the whip fell. My consciousness began to blur, dissolving in the burning pain. I heard Caiden's voice whispering in my ear. He told me he had never loved me. He said getting close to me was only for the Hamilton Pack's power.

He said my weak Omega status embarrassed him in front of the other Alpha princes.

I felt my life draining away, drop by drop. Through the haze of pain, I saw Anais approach me.

Anais approached with a dagger in her hand. She leaned close, her voice a venomous whisper that only I could hear.

"Grandfather only likes you. Why? Why did your mother's status make my mother and me suffer so much humiliation? Why am I only a daughter born outside the main line? Since that is the case, all of you should die!"

Anais laughed sharply. Her nails dug into my cheek, and thick blood seeped out from between her fingers. As if that was not enough, she kicked me hard in the stomach.

Pain shot through my spine.

"No, my child."

I was carrying a fully formed child inside me. I had always foolishly believed that I could give birth to the child that was the result of Caiden's love and mine.

She leaned closer, her voice like a snake's whisper.

"By the way, I have a secret for you. Your beloved mother and brother did not die by accident. My mother and I were instrumental in their deaths."

Her words were like a bolt of lightning, splitting my fading consciousness in two. Mother... Leo... So it was you!

She leaned closer again, her voice like a gentle yet poisonous caress.

"Do you know how pitiful your precious little brother Leo looked when he died? He cried so miserably. When his heart was taken out, it was still beating."

My mind went blank.Leo...

My ten-year-old little brother...His heart...

Caiden's voice interrupted, casual as if he were talking about the weather.

"That little wolf cub's heart became a perfect offering for the Shaman's Circle. You can say that his sacrifice contributed to my future empire."

My eyes widened. I wanted to scream, I wanted to rush toward them, and I wanted to tear them apart with my own hands. My eyes burned with the promise of damnation.

"I will haunt you from my grave!"

Anais only smiled. Then she plunged the dagger deep into my heart.

Jettie POV:

The dagger in my chest was made of silver. I understood immediately. The coldness was a burning pain that reached deep into my soul. An evil flame was extinguishing my wolf nature.

It was a weapon specially used to kill werewolves. My wolf soul let out one final cry deep within my mind before its existence completely disappeared.

The chill of death spread from the wound and crawled through my veins.

The Gamma token flickered as my blood touched it. Through my fading vision, I saw Caiden's face-triumphant, gloating.

Anais saw the pain in my eyes and smiled with satisfaction.

"And your noble mother, Isolde... Did she really think she could spend the rest of her life peacefully in the Sanctuary? How naive. My mother added a little 'seasoning' to her food every day. Just enough to make her slowly disappear like a withered flower. No one could ever prove anything."

One cruel truth after another struck me like heavy blows, shattering my soul into pieces. The deaths of my beloved family, which I had mourned as accidents and illness, had all been carefully planned by these despicable people and those behind them.

My entire life was a joke. I had fallen in love with the people who had murdered my family. I had shown kindness to the snakes who killed my mother and brother.

Endless regret and overwhelming hatred burned in my chest. The flames were so intense that they temporarily pushed away the coldness of approaching death.

I stared at them, using the last embers of my life to carve their faces, their voices, and every word they had spoken into the deepest part of my soul.

"Caiden Valerius... Anais Hamilton..." I silently repeated their names, every syllable carrying blood and tears. "I swear with my broken wolf soul... If there is another life... I will tear you into pieces and grind your bones to dust..."

Anais shrank timidly into Caiden's arms and suddenly burst into tears.

"Your Highness, sister is staring at me! She scared our child!"

Anais touched her stomach and looked at me proudly.

My heart was struck like lightning. "Child? When did this happen?"

"She has a child inside her too. Before she dies, let me see whether her child is a boy or a girl, okay?"

I looked up in horror and saw Caiden draw his sword and walk toward me.

"This is your child! What are you going to do?" I shouted sharply.

"The child inside Anais is mine!"

Caiden sneered coldly, his eyes full of indifference.

"No!" I struggled violently, but Caiden grabbed me and tore open my clothes.

A sharp pain spread through my body. The blade cut open my stomach, and blood poured out instantly.

A sharp scream echoed through the sky. In that instant, dark clouds rolled, lightning flashed, and thunder roared.

My vision faded to complete blackness. My body slumped back, the last thing I saw their entwined figures walking away.

I was dead. Filled with an endless, suffocating hatred.

Time ceased to have meaning. My soul drifted in an infinite void of darkness and cold.

Hate was the only thing that kept me from dissipating. Caiden, Anais, Lady Elara... their faces swam in the darkness, a repeating nightmare.

I replayed every word, every detail, piecing together the web of their conspiracy in my mind, over and over.

Suddenly, a warm, white light enveloped me.

A voice, gentle yet majestic, echoed in the very core of my being. "My child, I have seen your suffering. Vengeance will not bring you peace, but justice must be served."

The Moon Goddess. The supreme deity from all our legends.

"You are given another chance. Go. Take back what is yours. Protect those you wish to protect."

An immense force shoved my soul forward.

I felt like a meteor, plummeting through an endless expanse of time and space.

And then, I gasped, my eyes flying open.

The familiar sight of the pale purple canopy above my bed filled my vision. The air was thick with the scent of white roses, the unique fragrance of my own chambers. I was alive?

Jettie POV:

I shot up in bed, gasping for air. A phantom pain flared in my chest, sharp and agonizing. My hand flew to the spot, but my fingers met only smooth, unbroken skin. There was no wound.

I looked down at my hands. They were slender, pale, a girl's hands. They held none of the calluses from years of sword practice, none of the caked blood from my final moments.

My gaze swept the room. It was mine. My chamber in Hamilton Castle. Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Everything was warm and peaceful, a stark, impossible contrast to the cold, damp dungeon.

I threw back the covers and stumbled to my dressing table. The mirror reflected a young face, a fifteen-year-old face. My silver-white hair cascaded over my shoulders, my ice-blue eyes stared back at me. But the innocence was gone, replaced by the haunted, cold look of someone who had died once already.

I was reborn?

The ridiculous thought surfaced, and the Moon Goddess's words echoed in my soul-another chance.

I reached up, my trembling fingers tracing the line of my cheek where Anais had cut me. The skin was flawless. It was all a nightmare.

But the pain of betrayal, the searing hatred for my family's murderers, it was all too real, carved into my very soul. It was no dream.

I had to know the date. What day was it?

My eyes landed on the calendar on my desk. Written in elegant script were the words: Silvermoon Year, 27th day of the Harvest Moon.

My heart hammered against my ribs. The 27th... The Moon Festival was on the 28th.

I had come back to the day before it all began. The day before my world was destroyed.

A wave of hysterical joy and profound terror washed over me. I had a chance. I had a chance to change everything.

I scrambled to my wardrobe, yanking open the doors and pulling at my nightgown, checking my own body. Smooth, whole, untouched. My virtue was intact.

In my past life, it was at the Moon Festival banquet that I was framed for adultery, for betraying the royal family. That was the beginning of their plot.

I forced myself to be calm. I took a deep, shuddering breath. They had planned it all together-Anais, Lady Elara, and Caiden.

My fists clenched, my nails digging deep into my palms. The sharp sting of pain kept me grounded, kept me sane.

"Caiden... Anais... Lady Elara..." I whispered the names to my reflection, the hatred in my eyes so intense it felt like it could shatter the glass.

"This time," I vowed to the girl in the mirror, "I will not be your pawn."

"What you owe me, what you owe my mother, my brother, and the entire Hamilton Pack, I will make you repay it. A thousand times over, in the most painful way imaginable."

A soft knock came at the door. "My lady? Are you awake? Breakfast is ready."

It was Cora's voice. My loyal maid, who had been beaten to death in my past life for trying to protect me.

A sudden heat stung my eyes, and I fought back tears. I took another deep breath, forcing my voice to be steady. "Come in."

Cora pushed the door open and saw me sitting at the dressing table. She looked surprised. "My lady, you're up so early today."

I looked at her young, vibrant face, and a storm of emotions churned within me. This time, I would not let her come to harm.

I stood and walked toward her. In my past life, I had barely given this fellow Omega a second glance.

I took her hands in mine. Cora froze, her body stiff with shock.

"Cora," I said, my gaze intense and serious. "From this day forward, I need your help. Your absolute loyalty, your absolute trust. Are you willing?"

My stare was sharper and more serious than she had ever seen. She was stunned for a moment.

Then, without hesitation, she dropped to one knee. "My life is yours, my lady. Whatever you ask, Cora will follow you to the death!"

I pulled her to her feet, a flicker of strength kindling within me. "Good. Then our first task is to prepare a 'gift' for tomorrow's Moon Festival."

A cold smile touched my lips.