In my past life, my entire family doted on Lilith Hale, the adopted daughter they had cherished since she was a little girl. And me? I was Nora Hale, the Alpha's biological daughter. I had gone missing as a child and grown up away from them. But when I finally came home, they treated me like a stranger. My fated mate, Oakley Grant, said, "Lilith is the only one in my heart. You're nothing but a tool for this arranged bonding." My brothers, Matthew and Adam Hale, said, "Lilith is our only sister. You don't deserve that title." My birth parents, Jackson and Sara Hale, said, "Lilith has always been frail. Can't you just let her have her way?" In my past life, I did everything I could to please them, hoping they would help pay for my foster mother, Vivian Moore's treatment. I swallowed every insult and gave up my dignity. But in the end, the only person who ever loved me still died in that hospital because I couldn't pay her medical bills. After that, I was sent to a psychiatric hospital. In the end, I took my own life. Then I woke up on the day of my marking ceremony. A voice rang in my head. "Mayhem System activated. Cause mayhem, and the Host can earn up to ten billion dollars in rewards!" I smiled and kicked over the champagne pyramid beside me. Glass shattered, and wine splashed everywhere. Raising hell? That's my specialty.