
【Children, remember this. Among the fortunes of heaven and earth, three parts are the essence of literature, seven parts are martial, and one part determines the fate of the realm!】 【...10...3+7+1... Hey? Ancestor, something seems off?】

I am a blind woman whose sight was stolen by the mist. To help my husband Andrew fulfill his ambition of becoming the Alpha King, I begged my brother Mason to venture deep into the forest and retrieve the Moon Goddess’s Mark. On Christmas, I held the Mark in one hand and my pregnancy report in the other, filled with joy, only to catch my husband tangled up with Rory—the Omega who had stayed by my side every day. What shattered me most was that my son Ethan’s death was never a medical accident—Andrew, in order to transplant Ethan’s heart to Rory, who suffered from heart disease, tricked me into signing the consent form and took my son’s life. He mocked me, saying a blind woman couldn’t survive without him, but he had no idea of the resolve of a mother who had lost her child. I contacted Henry, my ex-fiancé and the strongest Alpha—the man I had betrayed, yet who still waited for me. He became my only salvation. The Moon Goddess’s Mark I never got to give away not only restored my sight, but also severed the mate bond between Andrew and me. I pretended to obey his demand to give up the master bedroom for Rory (and the pup in her belly), secretly signed the papers to dissolve the bond, and joined hands with my brother and Henry, vowing to make the pair who had taken everything from me pay with their blood—nothing is more decisive, more ruthless, than the revenge of a mother who has lost her child.

In the fifth year after I died in prison, Tristan Thorne found a faded yellow Arrest Warrant at home. He went to my parents and mocked them, saying the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. He intended to use my criminal record to force me to come back and finalize our divorce. Mrs. Sterling limped in, screaming hysterically, "Celia died a long time ago!" Tristan Thorne didn't believe her. Crying, Mrs. Sterling threw my Cremation Certificate in his face. "It was you who broke her leg and threw her in there, have you forgotten?"

My mate faked his death. He left me to run our pack alone. Then I found a pup beside his grave, freezing in the snow. His parents called the pup a "gift." A blessing to soothe their grief. They forced me to raise him as my own. For twenty years, I had no idea that I raised the bastard son he’d had with his mistress. The day I was set to name him Alpha, my dead mate returned. And his mistress was right beside him. "She's the one who stole our son!" Zane, my mate, spat at me. His lover sneered. "She lied to everyone. Made you call your kidnapper 'Mother.'" They held me down. And poured molten silver down my throat. But I woke up. Twenty years in the past. Back in the snow. The pup who would ruin me lay at my feet. This time, I won't be a fool. I will choose a different, loyal heir to take his place. Let’s see you have your touching family reunion in twenty years, Zane.