After my sudden death, I was manipulated by the devil, and I sought to destroy Alpha Kelvin, the man I believed murdered me in my past life. But fate had other plans. I found myself in the wrong pack, face-to-face with Alpha Ken, Kelvin's identical twin brother. 
 
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“Who is Frank?” He asked with a twisted lip when he finally regained his sanity.

“Oh!” I shook my head multiple times and sighed, “It's nothing.”

“Oh, anyway, the older woman does exist; her name is Patricia, and she's our headmaid. But remember, you're in the Alpha's mansion, and you’re prone to having legion enemies and haters who will be willing to do anything just to see you in pain; are you sure you are ready for this?” Gamma Enoch asked with a serious face.
 
My eyes lightened up at once: ‘Haters, enemies, failed missions.’
“This is a real competition; some fun at last,” I thought, shuddering in excitement.
“I was reincarnated, ready for this.” I replied, my eyes crying out of wickedness.

Enoch was surprised by my response, but the smile on his face didn't fade away. We both walked towards the huge mansion gate. The soldiers on guard bowed at him, and I immediately knew he wasn't any type of man; he was one with power and authority.
He pushed the door open and whispered ‘Come in’ into my ears.

As I took my first step, a malicious laughter left my throat. It's advised not to invite just anyone into your home because some people will make significant changes. As for Alpha Ken, he just invited the Devil into his home, but don't ever forget, the Devil comes to steal, kill, and destroy.
 
As for me, I entered with a simple mission: ‘VENGEANCE.'

Trapped Between Two Worlds 

At Work 

Sicilia's Point of View:
“Who is she? She looks like a beggar,” an icy voice welcomed me into the mansion, and I furrowed my brows in surprise.
Two ladies dressed as sluts stood beside the staircase, their eyes scrutinizing me. I didn't know if I was supposed to feel uneasy or happy, but the look ...

Sicilia's Point of View:

“Who is she? She looks like a beggar,” an icy voice welcomed me into the mansion, and I furrowed my brows in surprise.

Two ladies dressed as sluts stood beside the staircase, their eyes scrutinizing me. I didn't know if I was supposed to feel uneasy or happy, but the look ...

My quarters