Synopsis：On my eighteenth birthday, the High King once again gathered the heirs of the four great clans—Vampires, Werewolves, the High Serpents, and the Merfolk. He spread their portraits before me and commanded, “Choose one to be your bonded mate.” I didn’t even pause. I pointed straight at Damon—a werewolf of no noble lineage, born in some forgotten corner of the realm. The entire court exploded in shock, because everyone knew who I used to love: Alpha Iris, heir to the most powerful royal wolf bloodline. In my previous life, I chased him for seven years with pathetic devotion, enduring his scorn and cruelty. I confessed in front of nobles and courtiers, even slit my own wrist in a blood vow, just to earn the right to marry him. In the end, I got what I thought I wanted. We completed the mating ritual, and through our union he rose to rule over all four clans with the High King’s full support. I never imagined that after the wedding, he would secretly mark my adopted sister. My parents raged and sent her away, but from that moment on, Iris’s hatred for me became boundless. He surrounded himself with women who all looked disturbingly like her. One after another, they arrived—each more venomous than the last—and with his silent consent, they shredded my dignity until I was nothing but a laughingstock, a queen in name only. The torment broke me. I fell into a deep depression, relying on suppressants to keep my wolf form from losing control. Then one day, those drugs were quietly replaced with a slow-acting poison. The order came from him. I died alone in the icy cold palace, a child still forming in my womb. But fate reversed the hourglass. Reborn to that same eighteenth birthday, faced again with the High King’s command to choose a consort, I didn’t look at the shining heirs or at Iris. I lifted my hand—and chose Damon, the “nameless” wolf no one ever bothered to notice.