Chapter 1

My sister and I were married off to a pair of twin werewolves.

Her husband, the black wolf, was the powerful heir to the pack, but he was cold, heartless, and violent. After the wedding, he treated her like a punching bag.

I married the sickly white wolf, a man who seemed fragile but was actually gentle and brilliant. Eventually, he used his wits to seize the throne of the Sterling Pack.

Consumed by jealousy, my sister poisoned me to death.

When I opened my eyes again, we were back at the day of the choosing.

She didn't hesitate. She grabbed the white wolf immediately.

I almost laughed. Did she really think he was a saint?