Framed for Killing the Alpha’s Baby

The year I was reborn was the year the vampire war began. The first thing I did was get rid of that child. My mate's child. Alpha Lucas's child. In my past life, he shielded his childhood sweetheart Sarah—who had mated with a vampire. He took away my pureblood child and replaced him with her half-blood abomination. They framed me as a traitor. They tortured me to death in the silver dungeon. And my own son, brainwashed by Sarah, stood by my corpse and told me to go to hell. When I opened my eyes again, I was three months pregnant. I didn't hesitate. I went straight to the witch's hut and drank the poison she gave me. But as my life ebbed away, I opened another bottle: an expensive disguise potion. It could fake a pup's heartbeat and emit the scent of a pregnant she-wolf. Lucas wanted a child to take the fall for Sarah's crimes. Fine. I'd play along. This time, I had no weaknesses.