The Substitute Bride Is Reborn and Loves Her Husband No more - Chapter 47

Chapter 47: Her Wolf Yuna

Rose bathed and dried her wet hair before walking into the room to check on Tobi.

Her mother had taken Tobi inside with her.

She still didn’t fully trust her mother. She wouldn’t trust her with Tobi.

She told herself it was just worry—not attachment—that made it hard to spend a night without him.

Rose knocked on the door, her pink nightdress glowing faintly under the dim light bulb. It shimmered because of its silk material.

The nightdress was one of her old belongings. She hadn’t expected to see it here.

She thought her mother might have burned most of her things, but she hadn’t.

Rose shook her head, clearing her thoughts. She couldn’t let herself believe—even for a moment—that her mother cared for her.

That was the old her, the one who used to be foolish enough to think that way.

She knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no response.

Rose bit her lips, clenching her fists so tightly that small cracking sounds could be heard.

Her mother was inside—she was sure of it. But she wasn’t answering.

She was ignoring her on purpose.

Rose gritted her teeth in frustration.

“Stop grinding your teeth. If you keep this up, I might not be able to hold back, and I’ll come outside.”

The voice echoed in her heart, making her flinch.

For a second, she thought an actual person was speaking inside her body.

Her hands trembled as she glanced around the veranda.

No one was there.

She was the only one.

It almost felt like she had walked into a horror movie.

Had her mother brought something into this house?

Rose wouldn’t be surprised. Her mother had always loved playing with strange things—like she was a witch or some kind of sorceress.

But Rose didn’t believe in that nonsense.

She had always thought of it as just another one of her mother’s weird hobbies.

“Stop rambling. I’m not some lowly ghost,” the voice spat again, this time laced with irritation.

Rose fully flinched, backing up against the wall.

The voice came again.

There was definitely something here.

She only wanted to check on her son—not become the victim of some random horror show.

“Why are you so stupid? Is this the ‘strong, determined’ woman I was told about? Tsk. Very determined, I see,”* the voice continued, its tone dripping with sarcasm.

Rose bit her lip, almost convinced that she was being stupid right now.

But she forced herself to stay calm.

She glanced left and right, then lowered her gaze to the floor.

Finally, she spoke inside her heart.

“What are you? Why can you speak to me? And why do I feel like… you’re inside me?”

Her voice wasn’t shaky this time.

Her thoughts had aligned with her current reality.

There was no point in acting immature.

“I’m you. You are me. That’s why I’m inside you,” the voice responded, its tone serious.

Rose took a deep breath, processing the words.

“You’re saying… I’m you and you’re me? Does that mean I’m a ghost then?”

“I AM NOT A GHOST!” the voice snapped at her response.

“I’m Yuna—your wolf. Learn that. And don’t ever compare me to a ghost again.”

Rose’s eyes widened.

“I have a wolf? I… got a wolf?”

The words kept echoing and repeating between her lips.

“I have a wolf…”

“I’m my mother’s daughter, after all?”

She mumbled, her eyes still wide, staring into empty space—

As if she wasn’t herself anymore.

“I have a wolf…?”

For all these years, my life has been nothing but pain. I have suffered like an orphan—like a child without parents—even though I had my own.

I was ignored. I was never given attention.

That was fine. I could bear it.

But then the mistreatment started.

I was abused, insulted, and called awful names—by my own mother. My sister took everything I worked hard for, everything I suffered to obtain.

I had good results, but Jennifer did not. Yet, I was forced to give her my papers, my position.

The first daughter is supposed to marry an alpha first. But Jennifer was chosen instead.

I was always second in everything.

It all started because I was born the daughter of a powerful she-wolf—yet I had no wolf.

It started the moment my sister awakened her wolf, and I did not.

My mother rebuked me, reduced me to my sister’s shadow. I was forced to take Jennifer’s leftovers—her scraps.

Even Rolan.

Rolan was the man Jennifer discarded, and I was the one given her leftovers.

But that ‘leftover’ became the man I loved—the man I cared for.

And yet, even he made my sister his number one.

Me?

I wasn’t even his number two.

“Snap out of it… Rose, snap out of it!”

Rose’s eyes remained wide, as if she was experiencing death itself within her soul.

Her face twisted, flickering between grief and pain, like faint scars appearing and disappearing in waves.

She mumbled incoherent words—reliving every wound, every moment of suffering.

It was all coming back.

All of it.

Only Yuna—the she-wolf living inside her—was fully awake and in control.

Rose, on the other hand, looked as if she would never escape her own mind.

Yuna hated doing this.

She hated it.

But there was no choice.

In the moment of silence, Rose muttered a spell—but it wasn’t her speaking.

It was Yuna.

The moment the incantation was complete, a green light erupted from Rose’s body.

The next second, she collapsed, her body falling toward the ground.

Her head almost struck the wall—

But before it did, her eyes snapped open.

They weren’t Rose’s eyes anymore.

Dark emerald green irises, faintly outlined with blue—

Yuna had taken over.

She looked down at Rose’s body, flexing her fingers.

Then—

“Ishhh… my butt hurts!” she groaned, rubbing her lower back. “Ugh, this pain… ahhh, I can’t take it!”

She mumbled, wincing.

She—Yuna, a powerful she-wolf—was feeling pain like a mortal.

This was exactly why she hated switching forms.

She hated everything about this human body.

“Ugh, I miss my fangs. I miss my claws.”

She cleared her throat, forcing a bitter smile as she dusted off Rose’s clothes.

Then, she turned inward, focusing on the soul still trapped inside.

“Hey… Rose, are you there?”

She called again.

No response.

Only a faint voice echoed within her heart.

“Um… I’m fine. Just… the darkness,” Rose’s weak voice replied.

Yuna flinched at the voice that boomed inside her.

Is this what Rose has been feeling all this time?

She hated to admit it—she liked the power of roaming inside someone’s mind.

But she wouldn’t like being the one trapped in it.

“What were you even trying to do here? Never mind. Let me handle it,” Yuna said, sensing that Rose was still too weak.

“I don’t want Tobi alone in that room with my mother,” Rose murmured.

Yuna nodded. “I’ll solve that problem. Easy-peasy.”

“But… she locked the door,” Rose reminded her.

Yuna smirked. “That’s not a problem for me.”

Before Rose could protest, Yuna grabbed the door handle—

And ripped it open without a shred of effort.

“You didn’t have to do that,” Rose’s voice echoed, exasperated.