Agatha found herself dead, she sank to the bottom of the river and now she is a spirit. Agatha tried to remember what happened to her at that time, suddenly she realized something that caused her to be in that strange place.
"Earlier, Zara and I were walking in the city, then the coachman took me to the wilderness. After that Zara gave me my favorite cakes and the red wine I used to drink. Zara has killed me! I will take my revenge on that cruel servant!" shouted Agatha, her strong voice carried by the wind blowing around the river.
"Felipe ... I'm sorry because I can't meet you and marry you. I love you so much ..." Agatha whispered.
Agatha is pensive while lamenting her fate, she thinks what she will do to avenge what Zara did to her. When he was daydreaming, suddenly without realizing it the sky became pitch black, the wind blew fiercely, and there was a deafening roar.
Agatha was startled when she heard the voice, she screamed while looking up. "Arhh! I'm scared... Father, Mother help me..."
At that time, Agatha's spirit disappeared along with another roar that sounded very scary. A few moments later, Agatha slowly opened her eyes. He looked around but in the spacious and majestic room there was only a beautiful woman with long golden hair.
The woman smiled gently at Agatha while stroking the girl's head. "My dear niece, you look very much like your mother. Soon they will come to see you, little girl.
'What?? He says I am a little girl? What did that woman mean and why did she call me nephew? Who exactly is he?' Mind Agatha.
She turned to and fro and tried to get up from her bed, Agatha also tried to speak to the woman who was looking at her with amazement but she couldn't get up even making a baby sound.
'Why does my voice sound like a newborn's voice?? What happened to me??' said Agatha in her heart.
A moment later, the baby's father who turned out to be a werewolf appears in his daughter's room. He walked over to the woman and sat beside her. "Louisa, my daughter is awake."
"She just woke up, Maurice. Have you got a name for your daughter yet?" asked Louisa, Beta Maurice's younger sister.
Beta Maurice shook his head slowly. "Not yet, let Priscilla give our little princess a beautiful name."
"Okay," said Louisa with a big smile.
"She's as beautiful as her mother, you see. Her clear, navy blue eyes, her nose and her lips. Everything is exactly Priscilla's." Maurice gazed affectionately at his one day old baby.
"I hope that someday she will become the strongest and most beautiful girl in this country," added Louisa.
"I hope so too, Louisa."
'Hmm... so I'm a werewolf boy?? I didn't expect that after I died, I would be reborn as Maurice and Priscilla's daughter.' Agatha said to herself. 'It doesn't matter to me if I'm not meant to be Felipe's partner, who knows someday the moon goddess will make me Alpha's partner.'
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