Not Daddy's Anymore

I fall in love with my father's friend, an Alpha 20 years my senior.

I'm only eight when I first meet him. It happens at a banquet for the upper echelons of the werewolf pack. My father brings me with him.

Layson Romanov instantly catches my eye. He stands tall at six feet and two inches, and his toned figure shows through his black suit. He exudes a natural dominance.

My father introduces me to him, and he caresses my hair with a smile. Then, he gives me a pink dress adorned with pearls and pink diamonds. "You'll look beautiful when you're old enough to wear this."

Back then, I didn't understand what he meant.

…

Ten years later, I put on that dress and enter his room. He's drugged after falling into someone's trap, and his wolf is out of control. His usually calm eyes are filled with mania.

I know that he'll go insane—even lose his life—if he doesn't have an antidote. So, I give him my pure, untainted body. I become his antidote.

We later marry, and he loves me as my father would've done. However, when I'm four months pregnant, I discover that his personal secretary, Grace Parker, is also pregnant.

"I'm sorry to have put you through this, Grace. Everyone knows I only married Charlotte out of duty. I'll make sure our child is my only heir," he says.

It all makes sense now—no wonder Layson refused to mark me despite us being married. Grace is the one he loves.

I'm heartbroken. I ingest a large amount of wolfsbane, leading to a miscarriage. I ultimately die of blood loss.

Intense regret washes over me as I breathe my last breath.

When I open my eyes again, I find that I've been reborn. I'm taken back to the day Layson is drugged…

Charlotte's POV

"Come here." Layson Romanov's voice was low and firm, leaving no room for refusal.

In the yacht's luxury suite, the air felt stiflingly hot. Layson's loosened collar looked messy. He had left a few buttons of his shirt undone, revealing his firm chest. His usually deep and calm green eyes now burned with scorching desire.

In my previous life, he had tempted me in this same way.

Right now, I simply stood by and watched this man who was normally so noble and untouchable.

I once believed I could become his greatest love. I paid no heed to the fact that he was my father's friend or that he was 20 years older than me, or even the mockery from my family. I flung myself into becoming his so-called "antidote".

I loved him with all my heart, yet all I got in return was a tragic end—I died along with my unborn baby. Even love became a luxury I could no longer afford.

Right before I died, I found out that Layson had secretly been in love with his personal secretary, Grace Parker.

They had long been fond of each other. I