After Rebirth, I Ruined His Alpha Reign

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#PowerCouple The blind prince who plays the fool × the Omega who rose from her own grave I fought for him for ten years. Thirty thousand lives buried in the snow to pave his road to the throne. His reward to me? A silver arrow-through my back, out my chest. I carved that arrow with my own hands. With my last breath, I asked him: Why. He said: "An Omega commander is a disgrace." Thirty years of blood, and he told me I shamed him. He stepped over my body, pulled my sister into his arms, and planned their winter-solstice wedding-white rose petals, the ones she wanted. The Moon Goddess heard me. She sent me back. Eighteen years old, before any of it happened. Back to the dungeon, chains biting into my flesh. I snapped my thumb, slipped the cuffs. Iron chain wrapped around my fist-cold, but more honest than his arms ever were. Thirty thousand lives on my back. He said Omega is a disgrace. Fine. This time, I'll show him exactly- how many cuts it takes for an Omega to tear down his throne.