Chapter 2

• Lilith’s POV
• "What kind of afterlife is this?" I asked myself as I took in the scattered books everywhere and the heaps of clothes that stood on the couch close to the bed I just awoke on.
• My eyes widened in surprise when I looked down at myself expecting to see the blue blood stained dress I had worn earlier but instead saw myself clad in a black tank top and a green biker’s shorts.
• “What the hell was happening here?” I questioned, looking around me and slapping at my body in order to feel some sort of pain but I felt nothing.
• A splitting headache struck the back of my head as I tried remembering what must’ve happened to me, but no matter how hard I tried to think about it, I just couldn’t. I felt lightheaded and it almost seemed like I was going to pass out.
• Pass out after death?
• I had flashes of the moment I had walked in on Tyler and Roxanne practically eating each other up; and also the time when Tyler was crowned Alpha shortly after our marriage ceremony and I visibly cringed.
• The motherfucker had used time to climb up the social ladder; had planned it all out with Roxanne because they already knew of how vulnerable I was.
• I shook out thoughts of Tyler from my head and turned around to take in the room I had woken up in.
• This room…it looked familiar. A little too familiar, and just as I was still trying to recall where I must’ve seen it from, the door clinked open and I literally had to jump between the thick bed sheets as thoughts of Tyler and Roxanne bringing me in here to continue with their torturing struck my mind.
• "You are awake," a calm and soothing voice called out and I looked up only to find a young lad of about my age walking into the room with a cup of coffee in his hand.
• I couldn’t make out his face because my vision still felt slightly dizzy, I couldn't even say a word to him as my body ached slightly probably from the way I had fallen right off the cliff moments ago but as soon as he was close enough, I sat up.
• “Hey!” He said but I paid no attention to him and quickly flung the bedsheets off my body as I rolled off the bed.
• As soon as my feet touched the floor, I was met with a sudden chillness that made me stagger, almost falling back onto the bed.
• The boy rushed towards me, placed the cup of steaming coffee on the table beside my bed before coming over to stop me from toppling to the cold floor.
• "You aren't supposed to stress yourself yet, Sis. The doctor said that you are still not feeling too good to be moving around."
• "Sis?" My mind drifted away for a few seconds and something struck my mind. "Derek?!" I called out and spun around to really look at him with a shocked expression on my face.
• How the hell?
• He looked just the way he did about two years ago, shortly before the automobile accident that had led to his and father’s demise.
• What the hell was happening? He’s supposed to be dead…
• "Is everything okay, Sis? you look like you’ve just seen a ghost?" He said with a small smile. If only he knew that he was the ghost and not me…
• His series of questions threw me off balance and I slightly staggered as my lips began to mutter words which even I couldn't get a grasp of. I shook my head vigorously.
• "I'm fine. I just need to …," I started muttering but stopped when my head began spinning. I sat up quickly, paying no attention to my weak legs and began prancing around the room frantically.
• Something definitely didn’t feel right and I still could not wrap my fingers around what it was.
• I staggered across the room, feeling my way through and flinging away everything I could lay my hands on. As if possessed by something, I pulled out my drawers and began throwing out everything in it, even my wardrobe too until the room was nothing but a disheveled mess.
• “Is something wrong with you?!” Derek shouted, “What’s wrong, are you going nuts?”
• He quickly rushed at me and tried pulling me together but in a haze, I pushed him off me with so much force that he staggered backwards a little.
• I couldn’t understand why I was suddenly back in my old room, living a life I had lived before just a few minutes after getting killed by my best friend and husband. It didn’t make any sense to me. None of these made sense.
• “I should speak to Dr Rodger… and then probably tell father that you’re awake right…or not because I do not understand what has come over you.” Derek lamented with panic clear in his voice.
• I could hear him immediately leave the room after saying those words but I said nothing, because I had nothing to say to him. I couldn’t even remember who doctor Rodger was.
• My hands surfed through the entire length of the room and as soon as it landed on that thing I had been looking for, a phone, my hands tightened around it.
• My shaky hands slid through the power button, I squinted into its brightness and as soon as I saw today’s date and time my eyes widened.
• The phone slid through my hands to the floor with a loud thump, and I stood unmoving, unsure of what had happened to me.
• Had everything been a dream and I was still 19 years old? No, that’s not possible.
• “February 23, 2017? I mumbled to myself. Everything that was happening suddenly made sense to me now; this is my afterlife! and my family members are here because they were dead too.
• …or Maybe I had successfully traveled back in time…
• "There’s no such thing as an afterlife, Lily… and I know you know that. All these things happening right now are definitely things you’ve lived in your past," a voice whispered from the back of my head and I spun around, wondering who it was.
• Derek was no longer here and no one was here either. So who the hell was—?
• "Do I have to introduce myself to you again? Are we gonna be doing this every time you’re resurrected?" she said sassily.
• From the way she talked I already knew who it was. It was Ariel, my inner wolf.
• "Ariel?"
• “she remembers now!” She beamed with a smile. Her comment rang through my head like an echo, making it quite impossible to pay attention to something else.
• I slowly walked over to the vanity mirror at a corner of the room, took in my overly young appearance and gasped. I had been really taken back in time again.
• Ariel talked non stop in my head but I ignored her ramblings in my head this time though, for I was preoccupied with something else.
• Something which bugged me intensely, something that life force had probably brought me back for.
• They probably brought me back to right my wrongs, to get revenge for the way I had been unjustly killed and just so that I do not repeat my past mistakes.
• I slowly stepped away from the mirror, whilst plotting new different ways to get my revenge but as soon as I walked away from the mirror, the phone close to my bed began ringing so loudly that I had to hold my head to keep it from falling.
• “Arrgh!” I groaned but smiled immediately I saw the name on the screen, for it was Roxanne, my self acclaimed best friend.