Viona POV

I opened my eyes, under the harsh light of what seemed to be a laboratory room, I was tied to a stretcher but hands and feet.

My mouth was sealed with tape as I could only make humming noises. I tried to wiggle out but it seemed impossible.

After about two hours, according to the clock on the wall. The young man walked in with surgery tools, as the pain from the kidney donation resurfacing in my mind, I tried shouting unsurprisingly in my situation came like a loud and panicked humming. Surprised to see me awake or rather alive…He rushed out quickly.

After few minutes he returned with another young man who seemed to be much older than himself in a lab coat, with had red paint on it, ‘I know it's blood but my mind refuses to go that far’, “I have to think innocently” I repeat this in my head like a mantra trying to convince myself it's not what it looks like.

The man smiled at me which was charming and creepy at the same time. Soon after, he excused his apprentice and roughly pulled out the tape that covered my mouth.

I hissed in pain and his reaction quickly showed that he was used to it. My first thought began in my head, wondering if he was some kind of mad scientist.

“What am I doing here?”

I tried to keep my tone calm and cold but panicked when he reached for a scalper I ceased my breath to control my emotions.

“Wrong question” His answer left me puzzled, especially as he played with the scalpel in his hand.

“Do you know who I am?” I tried threatening him like Nicolas does when offended.

“Wrong question” He answered once again leaving me speechless.

“How did I get here?”

“Good Question” I was stunned by his answer as I was beginning to wonder if he was mentally unstable despite me being tied to a stretcher in a lab like a psychopath.

“Our agent took pity on you and brought you here, you were bleeding”

“Oh” I hummed, beginning to realize how the wounds on my body had been treated and were not peeling off.

“Then why did you tie me up…?”

“Good question”

“Even in your sleep you keep itching the wounds, and at that stage, it gets infected leading to your current state”. After his explanation, I felt guilty for judging him, it turns out he was a doctor after all.

“Thank you for saving me” At this point, I could only give him my words of gratitude.

Due to the cruel policy of absolute secrecy in this place, I could either be killed and used as a donor or join the Organization as a low level agent.

My choice was obvious, why would I risk my life to live on only to die again?

Two week later

It was a sunny afternoon, I was in my office doing my research and mapping out strategies on how this organization could control the rogue werewolves that are running wild.

It came to my knowledge that my uncle, Mark, was making plans to take control of the whole pack, overthrowing the current Alpha.

He was making allies with the rogue werewolves from within the country and other foreign countries. I felt rage inside me, why was my uncle being so wicked and vile? We never had issues when my dad was alive. The way he suddenly changed after my fathers death marvelled me, his sudden hunger and thirst for power.

Sometimes it made me wonder if he had a hand in my fathers death. I did think about it but there was nothing that could tie him to it, it was just an unlucky incident. By the way, he and my father were twins. I could see his devastation after losing his twin, which was evident even in his wolf.

The last thing I want is for my mother and brother to be implicated by his greed. I know I can easily use the organization's power to threaten him, but I can't do that without the backing of the founder.

A cruel and grumpy 332 year old wolf who looks like he has one leg stepped in the grave but refused to die.

“Oh”. I breathed, isn't this great? The Levites Pack was the strongest, only second to the Royal pack, closest to the moon goddess herself; each first born female every thirteen years would rule with the next alpha of the Royal pack.

My dad has always thought me to be on the offense but I have decided to be on both sides. strong enough to fight and win, also strong enough to defend when attacked. I came across a letter sent to my dad. It was sent in about 2 weeks before his death.

The content of the letter still remains hidden as it could cause the annihilation of my entire pack by of course my dad had no hand in such devious schemes.

A knock resounded on my door, before I could give the person permission to come in, the door was literally smashed open, leaving pieces of wood everywhere.

“Good Afternoon” I greeted her, bowing my head in reverence. Apart from the doctor she was far the youngest person in the organization which is really admirable considering her high ranking in the organization.

“Welcome Miss Anaya” There was no response as I slowly raised my head. “What was so urgent that miss had to come so quickly?” I asked innocently, only to be met with a painful slap that made my skin sting.

I knew better than to ask what I did wrong as she was personally rude towards me for some unknown reason.

“Did I ask you to raise your head?” Her voice was cold as usual, denying me any room to complain. Her bullying was something I could not get used to no matter how many times it happened.

Only to report to the grumpy founder and have him lecture me on the rules and regulations of the organization. The rule that stood out the most was rule number 1, 34 110 and 232, any exception was instant death

Rule No 1: Once in the premises organization, no non member is allowed to leave alive.

Rule No 34: Never say no to your superior or anyone higher ranking than you.

Rule No 110: Members must cease contacts with the outside world except on missions.

Rule No 232: No member is allowed to quit, only through retirement could they leave and complete a total of 200-350 missions. And once retired for 48 hours they would have no relation to the Organization and any non-members around the premises must be killed instantly.

I felt confused, Turning to the old man, I jokingly referred to the time I was brought into the Organization unconscious, but he replied seriously

“The person who brought you here was retired for 49 hours then shot on site whereas you were supposed to be a donor but strangely you were already missing a kidney and your womb then suddenly you woke up” I was shocked beyond words that was a secret even Nicolas didn't know about.

“I saw your determination to live and then invited you to work for us”

“What if I had refused?” That question slipped my tongue and the old man stared at me weirdly, his gaze shifting from the rules to my face, which I understood plainly, I simply would be dead.

The old man offered to train me personally to which I had to agree unwillingly else rule No 34 would be applied.

Three years later

Who would guess that such an old man was an assassin, a sniper to be exact. At the same time it was impossible to deny he was a great teacher, just a few months I was already a killing machine.

It took a few days for me to understand, sniper's were killers, they kill for fun, for money and for any petite grudges.

In my first 7 months as a full time assassin, I was sniped at least three to five times a day, but escaped unharmed, of course as per the rules of the organization, I only took revenge on those of lower ranking.

Sniping was the hardest job as it required an undying amount of patience and accuracy, hence there were less snipers than other jobs at the same time. If done correctly, it shot anyone up the rank in just years which was an obvious cheat in the organization.

As time went by I had the opportunity to destroy most of my uncle's alliance, Thanks to the organization I had the backing to destroy companies that were in my uncle's alliance, and with time most of them fell away.

All this is done by me in the shadows, no one knows my name or how I look as applied to rule No 110.

Six hours later

After killing a thug that was causing trouble at an orphanage, which I did out of pleasure, I returned to the organization, only to be called by the chief.

On arrival, he seemed in a good mood, which for some reason I had a feeling was going to put me in a bad mood.

He looked at me and gave a creepy smile which assured me, my next mission isn't something I would like.

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Viona's POV

In my apartment

I find myself holding the invitation card to my husband's engagement party to his first love, my rival and once close friend.

I looked at the invitation, the feelings I thought I lost years ago in all the bloodshed I caused resurfaced in my mind and the tears I thought dried up fell like streams of water. It hurt so badly my voice choked.

Like that wasn't enough, the requirements of this mission happened to be a must. I appear as Viona Nobel, the eldest daughter of the Levites Pack and the shameless Luna of the Royal pack.

The thought of it alone hurt me so deeply I wished to die, but I have to do this to survive, lest the organization dispose of me.

By 2pm, I was picking out a dress to wear, once that attracted lots of attention as my mission was to be a distraction for a massacre to happen.

I picked a deep blue mermaid gown that matched my eyes, and a snom white fur coat that matched the color of my wolf. The dress complimented my height and figure that everyone who saw me gasped in awe.

By 6pm, I was at the venue, murmurs surrounded me before I could even get inside, that was after the guard checked my invitation for confirmation.

The hall was large and crowded, more lively than my engagement, at that time Nicolas disliked me, seeing me as a reason he was separated from his first love.

As he began falling in love with me, he promised an even grand anniversary celebration, which until now never happened. Looking around the grand hall, amidst the murmurs and scornful gazes.

My mother, the present Luna of the Levites and my brother stood at the second floor, due to their reputation, could not come to me and due to my mission could not go to them, we were like world's apart despite looking at arms length.

So as we're my ladies in waiting, Luna's of other packs under the Royal pack, always flattering me with praises every opportunity they get. Watching their mocking and disdain gazes I smile at myself, for even imagining they would even say hello to me.

Just when I thought my heart was broken enough, Nicolas and his beloved stepped on the podium, in front of the whole crowd, went on one knee and proposed to Flora.

"The only regret in my life is not realizing you were my true mate, I've missed you for four whole years, will you marry me?"

The hall erupted in noise knowing Flora already would say yes which was no surprise as she nodded her head with tears in her eyes.

I stood hidden in the corner of the banquet hall, my heart breaking all over again. He didn't know that those four years he regretted, were years I could never get back.

The gazes became uncomfortable as I excused myself to the restroom.

As I was leaving the hall Nicolas took the mic as his voice echoed in the entire hall.

"I would like to thank each and everyone of you for being here, especially my ex wife Viona"

Immediately he called my name, the hall was pin down silent, of course I was the center of attention, that was my purpose for coming and for choosing such an outfit, but being called this way made me uncomfortable.

With no choice, I walked up the podium under the loud whispers.

"I congratulate Mr Jones and Miss Smith on their engagement, as it is, I'll be leaving in... About now, so please enjoy your party" I said checking my watch which people began whispering again and immediately. Nicolas' face turned sour, I could also see the smirk Flora was not trying to hide.

Suddenly, Nicolas pulled me by the hand in front of everyone, into a private corner and slammed me against the wall due to his Alpha strength, leaving a crack on the wall with my backbone almost crushed.

"Is this really how you spent the money!?"

His voice was like a roar, I doubt people on the other side couldn't hear us.

"What are you talking about?" Of course I knew what he was referring to, I read the news but I was innocent.

"Are you seriously asking that?"

"Let me explain"I tried to control his wolf with my voice like every Luna does when the Alpha is out of control, but it didn't work, instead he slammed aggressively against the wall again. I could hear the crack from my bone and I believe so could he.

My face paled from pain, only then did he leave me and walk away.

Soon after he left, before I could fully digest the pain, I had clicked his heel. I could already guess who it was, soon enough, Flora came into view.

She smiled at me.

"Stay away from Nicolas and the pack, Would you do that?" She asked nicely, I smiled in response and shook my head.

"I love him, I wouldn't leave him, not so easily, I gave him my kidney, you know that, just want till he finds out and see what he does to you".

I was proud to say that as I saw a bit of panic in her eyes, in the next second.

"Pak...!!"

The slap was so loud, especially as it was beside a hidden microphone. The huge hall suddenly quieted down and everyone footsteps resounded on the empty corridor to see what happened.

Flora was in tears with a swollen cheek and blood dripping from her lips, the scene was self explanatory.

'The Shameless ex wife slapped the white lotus a.k.a husband's first love out of jealousy'

But that was not the case, The hidden truth was.

''White lotus a.k.a Husband's first love slapped herself to an extent she bled, to frame ex Wife's'

But this was the truth no one cared to know.

Suddenly

Pak...!, Pak...!

Nicolas suddenly rushed forward landing two heavy slaps on my face. Everyone gasped in shock and mockery.

Unwilling to take the shame, I rushed out the back door no longer caring about the damned mission.

Bad news spreads like wild fire.

The next day, at the organization, everyone gave me a pathetic look though my face was not as swollen as last night. Thanks to the ice pack I place on my face throughout the night, it was still considerably obvious I was slapped hard

A week later

A news article was published and it was on the hot topic list.

"CEO's shameless ex wife wants to reunited, hashtag gold digger, hashtag spent all the money"

I clicked on the video only to see a press conference held by the company. My mom, brother and uncle were all present.

I quickly tuned to the channel, watching the press conference live with Flora shedding tears at the corner being consoled by some reports.

Flashes of camera were everywhere and questions were asked, one question stood out.

"Mr Jones, is there a possibility you would be taking Miss Nobel back after what she had done?"

"No" He gave a straight forward answer without even thinking twice.

I felt crushed like my stomach was full, I immediately began throwing up all I ate until now.

"Next question, the camera caught you guys in a blind spot, and you guys were there for a while, what were you doing there"

"We happened to meet over there by accident why shopping, she tried to convince me that Flora was lying about everything she said"

Immediately Flora broke down and fainted on the spot making everyone rush towards her in a panic.

"Mr and Mrs Noble, what do you have to say about your eldest daughter's behavior?" A reporter turned to Mark and Vivian, who were also at the scene.

"I have no such daughter, I hereby sever all ties with Viona From thenceforth she is no longer one of the Levites, nor is she a Noblemen".

His declaration stunned everyone, even Flora woke up and fainted again. My mother was speechless as a female. Her role in the pack was to ensure that females behaved in accordance with the rules of the pack, as she had no right to speak in the conference. I can also imagine my brother's face.

He was right, I wasn't his daughter, I was my fathers daughter. Who died without having a son leaving his wife to forcefully mate his twin younger brother to bear a son with the same DNA. Technically I was my dad's only child.

That was why I desperately donated my kidney, so Nick wouldn't die and I wouldn't have to return to my pack as a widow. As Nick was the only royal born of the Royal pack, so he was literally worshipped as the next god of the pack.

When the conference ended, I was still shocked at my Couch. I'm my fathers only child, and because he's no more, my uncle kicked me out of the pack with just words.

"I bundled myself and cried my eyes out, wishing my dad would appear and take me along.

The burden of being a reject both in my pack and in society weight heavily on me

I couldn't take it anymore but who knew I was still important enough for someone to plot my death.

Of course I know who it was, but who would believe me if I spoke up, I just silently disappeared like everyone wished.

If only I had decided my own fate from the beginning I wouldn't have had to lose so much just to enjoy a brief moment of bliss.

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Viona POV

Everything that happens, happens for a reason, or so they say. Would someone like to explain to me what the reason was for me to wake up in my three years old bedroom back at the Levites Pack. The three years old me who grew up in a frozen theme bedroom was long gone, even dead.

But why does it look like everything when in reverse, I rushed out to look at myself in my full-length mirror, and what stared back at me was a toddler with huge deep blue eyes that looked frightened, well that was what I felt at that moment.

I always believed that second chance was only in the novels and movies, but now I don't know if to be happy or feel angry as I would repeat life over again, the torture, the regret, the frustration literally, history would repeat it for me.

I immediately rolled on the ground and began crying, something I got used to when Nicolas ditched me and embarrassed me in the midst of my friends.

While crying I remembered everything I went through, from being threatened, kidnapped, disowned and finally killed, it all flooded in at once.

Suddenly, my door barged open as fast as lightning. I was picked from the ground into someone's arms. I was frozen from shock until I heard a thunderous voice.

"Where are those damned maids...?"

Immediately about six young girls in Levites maid's wear rushed in all on their knees with their heads bowed, something I haven't seen in a long time since my father passed, Wait...

"Where were you all when my daughter was crying...?"

"M..my lord..." They began shaking like wet chickens.

Then my eyes were covered and the scent of blood filled the air. I already knew who would do such an act , It was my father.

Suddenly I was raised up, as he stared at me, his deep blue eyes looking into mine, hot tears dripping on his face, the loving eyes he gave me were now filled with worry.

"I didn't mean to do that in your presence sweetheart...I w..was just angry, I'm sorry" He apologized sincerely, something no one knew he was capable of.

"Dad..dy..." I stammered with hiccups.

He gently hugged me tightly and I could hear his heart beat clearly.

"You're not feeling sick are you?" His voice was so soft no one would believe he was the same person who killed six maids in just seconds.

I shook my head and went back into his arms.

Just then, my mother panicked on seeing the scene, but after our eyes met, she sighed in relief.

"You're not hurt are you?" She asked still worried

"No...They're just tamed rogues, they can't harm me" My father responded quickly.

"I wasn't talking to you" She said, annoyed at my father as she took me from his arms, feeling my temperature and wiping my tears.

"We'll talk about this later" She said to my father looking at the corpses dying on the floor red.

At this point, I thought I was in a dream, where everything was as it were, nothing changed, just me and my parents, I wished to never wake up. Because after my fathers death I began resenting my mother for being a weak and helpless Luna only listening to my uncle, until I found out it was all for my sake, considering her pride it was out of love she brought herself so low just to keep me safe.

I learnt all this after getting married to Nicolas. By that time it was already too late to make amends, I couldn't save her despite her efforts to protect me.

I buried my face in her chest, something I do out of habit. Her lavender scent filled by nostrils gave me a sense of relief that everything was real.

They took me out of my bedroom into theirs as they laid me to sleep but the fear of this being a dream was still there, I was afraid to open my eyes and everything disappeared returning to how it once was.

"Sweetheart sleep" My father covered his eyes with his palm and I began panting heavily, he released me and picked me up, ordering me to call the pack's doctors.

I finally passed out, but I could still hear their worried voices echoing.

Hours later

I opened my eyes only to stare at the chandelier that brightened up the room, and listen to the ticking sound of the clock. It was so quiet that I knew it was around midnight. Being alone in the room after recollection of what just happened, I blotted up from the bed, only to meet with my small toddler hands.

I pinched myself and felt the pain, there was a knock at the door, I hurriedly laid back down and closed my eyes like I was still asleep.

The person walked in with steady steps, it had to be a grown man that I could tell.

The person stopped beside my bed and stared at me for a few minutes, then sat beside me, opening the bedside drawer.

I could hear the shuffling of papers, the person seemed to be looking for someone, I had no Idea who it was, I don't recall their scent. But somehow it seems familiar.

My instincts kicked in as I grabbed the person's arms still with my eyes closed I mumbled.

"Daddy I'm thirsty"

I could feel the person flinch, especially as I tightened my grip and began crying in my sleep. My father's instincts seemed to kick in when he heard me crying. Sure enough he came rushing, I could hear his footsteps, so could the other person as he quickly threw me to the floor and ran for the window.

But before he could jump, his head was sent flying, it was a gruesome sight to behold for a toddler but within this body was a woman who had countless blood on her hands, so it was rather thrilling.

In my past life my dad died when I was 9, but the cause was still unknown till my death, but looking at him now I understand how he can be targeted by multiple factions.

He was a good warrior blessed by the moon goddess herself and a great father, the best leader the Levites had ever seen. No wonder my uncle despised me as everyone always compared him to my dad.

I couldn't hide the blush from the excitement on my face. Soon enough my mother rushed in and first covered my eyes. Before scolding my dad as he lowered his head in guilt I had to admit I felt bad for him, but somehow he did deserve it, for killing in front of a three years old.

After her almost thirty minute scolding session I was told to wait in the pack's conference room. It was a huge hall and was always brightly lit all year round. It was the only place in our mansion where the lights were never turned off.

I had my dinner there, when a maid knocked and informed me I had a guest. Despite my experience as an adult, my toddler self was excited and ordered the guest to be brought in.

Soon enough, a green eyes girl with twin ponytails hopped in, followed by a charming ten years old boy who seemed to be chasing after her with a toy barbie in his hand, for a moment our eyes met and I immediately looked away.

I could still remember this was the first time we met in my past life, because of the incident earlier, All the Alphas were gathered, and this was when that damned prophecy was made that ruined my family.

I suddenly lost my appetite as the maids immediately cleared up the table.

The girl in ponytails came up to me.

"Hi...What's your name?"

Her voice was so soft and innocent, but before I could answer, the door swung open as my father and the rest of the alpha's and their direct heirs walked in. As the only princess of the Levites, I sat at the head of the children's table, as it is my territory.

"Joey... why don't you go say hi?" A middle aged Omega said, pushing her son into the children's table to serve juice.

His name sounded familiar but his head was bowed so I couldn't see his face.

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