A Fine Line Between Regeneration and Ruin

By imperial decree, I married the Emperor's half-brother. It took five years to tame the blunt and ferocious Northern Alpha into something resembling a human, two years to conceive a child, and five years to raise that child. After twelve years of married life, I died at the age of thirty. Then, reincarnated with the memories of that life, I entered the castle where I once lived as a laborer, hoping to reunite with my husband and child from my past life... but. “Are you so starved for an Omega that you’ve mistaken Ivan, who just entered the castle today, for your mother? You filthy dog.” “Tend to the Omega occupying the basement. Unless you want them to freeze to death.” It seems these...