Howling Marionette

I woke up on a bed full of rotten roses, it was supposed to be my 59th life but again I was reincarnated in a body who was extremely tortured by her step mother.
I've been reincarnated for about fifty-nine times. I became a teacher, a mother, a villainess, an actress, a witch, I even reincarnated as a man, a soldier, a wizard, a princess, a peasant, a fetus who didn't even live longer, and my last life was a Doctor who was murdered in the war.
and now I was reincarnated as Aurora-not the Aurora from the Sleeping Beauty but the Aurora Catastopre who was more naive than the Aurora who pricks her finger on the spindle of a spinning wheel.
My last life was supposed to be a good one, a Doctor who was surrounded by beautiful men. Those abs that I can still remember but now I cannot see any longer. This life sucks.
My life was really ended by the death and started in a new life and a different bodies.
Now I'm in a body of a marionette who was extremely tortured and died because of poison. The young lady of the Catastrope, the one who became a puppet by her step mother and neglected by her father.
The life I hated the most when reincarnated is this kind of life, I've been treating handsome knights in my last life and now I am being tortured?!
but this life is not that bad anymore. To be hugged by a cute little wolf is a good reason for me to die in peace.
Little did I know the the little wolf has a ruthless father that I didn't expect to bite me.