Rebirth Snatching Back My Stolen Luck novel Chapter 100

DEAN

The day passed in a blur and, before I knew it, morning sunlight was spilling into the room.

Another day has arrived.

For a moment I lay still, disoriented, listening to the steady, even breathing of the person curled

against me.

I looked down. In sleep, Lilith’s features softened, delicate and almost fragile in the pale glow filtering through the curtains.

My arm had gone slightly numb under her head, yet I still drew her closer and brushed a kiss across her forehead, my heart unprecedentedly calm and relaxed.

Even now, a part of me feared last night had been another dream I would eventually wake from- alone.

But no. She was here.

Real. Warm.

And mine.

The thought alone had me grinning like a fool. We were official now–boyfriend, girlfriend.

As for the one–year timeline she’d insisted on… it didn’t matter. I’d agreed because I’d seen the unspoken fear in her eyes and wanted to ease it.

And somehow, I felt I understood where that fear came from.

Maybe I was overthinking, but I couldn’t shake the suspicion that Lilith might have also seen the same dreams I had.

It would explain her sudden transformation from the woman Callum and the others had described

-and why she’d exposed Brandon and Claire’s affair at the banquet, something that had never happened in my dreams.

Regardless, none of that changed what I felt.

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Whether it took one year or ten, I’d prove to her that she belonged with me for a lifetime.

Because I didn’t just want her–I needed her. Saying I couldn’t live without her wasn’t an exaggeration. It was the truth.

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Tracing her features with my index finger–her lashes, her nose, those lips that had undone me last night–1 felt my heart turn into mush.

I would’ve liked to stay, to keep watching until she woke up, but she hadn’t been eating properly and I needed to make her a proper breakfast.

From what the takeout containers I’d glimpsed in the kitchen, she’d been living on them all week, with the fridge nearly untouched.

With habits like that, how could I not worry unless she was with me?

Sighing, I gently eased out my arm from beneath her head, careful not to wake her. After taking one last glance at her. I slipped out of the room and closed the door softly behind me.

(A while after he left, the figure on the bed stirred…)

LILITH

I woke to a voice calling out to me.

[Host.]

[Lilith.]

It was oddly familiar, and yet, irritatingly insistent.

Half–asleep, I buried my head deeper into the pillow.

So annoying.

I tried to tune it out, but it didn’t work.

It was as though the sound was coming directly from my mind, rooted in there like a tree.

Wait.

Coming directly from my mind?

That thought jolted me completely awake.

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“May?” I whispered inwardly

It’s me, Host]

I was about to answer, but then remembered that Dean and I…

I turned quickly, only to find the other side of the bed empty.

My brows drew together.

Where had he gone so early?

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I reached for my phone on the nightstand, my thumb hovering over his number… then hesitated.

Wouldn’t that seem too clingy? He wasn’t the type to leave without a word. Maybe something urgent had come up, and not wanting to disturb me, he’d bothered waking me up.

It was a reasonable explanation, yet a faint dissatisfaction lingered in my heart.

Still. May’s sudden reappearance left no room to dwell on it. I set my phone aside and focused.

“So you’re still here,” I said quietly. “I called for you all week, but you never answered. I thought maybe you’d… disappeared.”

[There were urgent matters I had to attend to.] Its voice was as flat and wooden as ever. [But until your mission is complete, I won’t leave.]

What urgent matters could a system possibly have that warranted disappearance? I wondered silently.

Then I asked. “So you’re back now because you’re done… or because something’s changed with me?”

May paused, then said. [Both.]

My brows rose. I had only asked the second part half–jokingly.

“So… what changed?”

[Another portion of your luck has returned.]

My eyes glinted with excitement.

“Really? When?”

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Last week. And yesterday]

Last week

My mind went straight to Claire’s detainment. That had to be it.

But yesterday? I hadn’t heard of anything happening to her.

I asked, assuming that despite its absence, it knew everything that’s happened lately.

I was right.

May answered bluntly: [No. Nothing has happened to her. She’s perfectly fine.]

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I frowned. “Then my deduction was wrong? Claire’s downfall doesn’t determine the luck return?”

[Do you think she is the only factor?]

“Well… yes. Isn’t she the one stealing it?”

[She steals, yes. But the timing of its return? That is determined by you.]

“Me?”

“Me?”

[By your choices. The efforts you make in changing your previous life’s fate.]

Its words left me frozen.

[Think back. The first time your luck returned was when Claire was exposed and kicked out by your family. But ask yourself–why did that happen?]

[Because this time, you chose differently. Had you repeated the mistakes of your past life, nothing would have changed.]

[Every choice you make–rediscovering your passion, moving out, resuming your work, holding Brandon and Claire accountable–forms a piece of the puzzle. Luck doesn’t trickle back one fragment at a time. It gathers, piece by piece, until the picture is whole. And when it is, a portion of your stolen Juck flows back into you.]

[Do you understand?]

I nodded in a daze, May’s words echoing in my head.

So that was why May had reiterated, again and again, that everything depended on me.

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On the choices I made.

“But that only explains last week’s return,” I murmured. “What about yesterday’s?”

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The luck from yesterday is different. It’s a single chunk, not an accumulation. Think about what you did yesterday]

I searched my memory. From morning until night, I’d spent the entire day with… Dean

A realization struck.

Could he be a variable?

It seemed far–fetched, yet deep down I believed it might actually be because of him.

I told May.

[Maybe.]

I sensed uncertainty in its tone.

“You’re not sure either?”

[Yes.] Its voice was curt. [But you don’t have to be concerned. As everything falls into place, your luck will return naturally.]

Sensing it was about to go ‘offline‘ I hurriedly stopped her.

“You still haven’t told me my current luck value. How many points were reclaimed?”

[Your current value stands at 80. Fifteen points were recovered in total–ten from last week, five from yesterday.]

[Congratulations, and good luck regaining the remaining fifteen.]

After it finished, it went silent as I expected, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

Out of ninety–five, I’d already regained eighty.

Not bad at all. Honestly, I’d thought it would take far longer.

Now…

My eyes narrowed.

With her luck continuously dwindling, could Claire still live as smoothly and freely as she had in

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my previous life?

I should pay her a visit one of these days, I idly toyed with the idea.

But before I could make a decision, the bedroom door opened and Dean stepped in.

“You didn’t leave?” I blurted out.

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