Hahaha. Best epilogue ever! Literally it's about doggie heaven, and there's a Chihuahua that comes along, and says, "The Big Dog wants to see you." Hahahaha. Easily the best bit. If you haven't gathered, the epilogue is told from a dog's pov as he enters heaven. 
 But the rest of the story followed the reincarnated souls of star-crossed lovers (and yes, they're humans...the dog in the epilogue is their protector, who dies, but comes back reincarnated as well.) I like Kristen Ahsley's storytelling ability, but there was a few bothersome ideas - 
 1) Saint Sybil. Sybil, the lead female character, is such a saint, that she sells her body for PS50,000, just so some old ladies can get a minibus. This is the equivalent of me selling my own body, just so the couple from no.52 could get a new lawnmower. I just didn't get it. Sybil admits she doesn't know the old ladies in her care that well, but she feels compelled to raise money for a new minibus for them somehow. She has a stable job and house. And yet prostitution was the only answer? And the justification used, is meant to make her look like a Saint. Oh, look at Saint Sybil, a woman able to sell her own body, just to help her charges out for a matter that was not of life or death importance. 
 2) Colin's behavior. I can't remember exactly what set me on edge (I should've made a list at the time), but by the end, I was cheering him on. Royce was a big factor in this. (Royce is the previous reincarnation of Colin, and is much more sweetheart like?)....I seriously don't mind Alphas...it's just their controlling behaviour I don't like. Maybe I did, when I was 15, when I didn't know any better. Wait...I didn't then too (smart girl.) I don't mind a guy who's alpha, or whatever, or even manhandles a girl around, but the moment he imposes his will on her, and the girl is panting like a puppy, I immediately switch off. I do like my women with a bit of a backbone. Just those females that stand up to their men, and say their behaviour is not okay. Doormat females are cumbersome, and way too prevalent in the literature world. 
 Kristen Ashley, your writing is excellent, your alpha dudes are bearable, but why oh why, is every female lead rolling over for the guy? Though initial encounters are promising, they all end up the same. In the bed of the alpha, with their legs spread apart, begging for it. He tells you to do something. You obey. Though in this story, Sybil actually has to guilt-trip him to stop him from taking her on her dad's hand-crafted table. That's the only time she makes him stop. Whoo-hoo.