Novel-novel oleh Simon Lee

My body healed, slowly, surely. The pain from the fall lessened each day, replaced by a dull ache. The bitterness of Justin’s rejection still twisted in my gut, but a new sensation was there too: the faint thrum of the Lumina Mark on my wrist. It was a constant, soft sound, a reminder that I wasn’t just a broken Omega anymore.Fenris was a silent, watchful presence. He never crowded me, but his gaze was always on me, checking up on me. He brought me warm broths and soft foods, changing my bandages with a careful hand. His scent, dark sand and trees, was grounding, calming. Unlike the sharp scent of Justin, Fenris’s presence felt like a lovely embrace.“How do you feel today?” Fenris asked one morning, his voice low. He was sitting across from me, sharpening a long hunting knife. The fast scrape of metal filled the small cabin.“Stronger,” I admitted. “But confused. Queen Luna. Lumina Mark. It’s… a lot to take in.”He nodded, not looking up from his knife. “The Moon Goddess chooses h

Darkness. Then, a soft glow. My eyes fluttered open. I saw leaves, dappled sunlight, and a ceiling that wasn't stone or wood, but something else. It took a moment for my eyes to focus. A canopy. Green and brown leaves, woven together, formed a natural roof. I was lying on something soft, incredibly comfortable.Fear, sharp and immediate, jolted through me.Where was I? Was I dead? Was this some kind of sick trick? I tried to move, but a searing pain shot through my body. My head throbbed. My limbs felt heavy, unresponsive."Easy, pup," a deep voice rumbled nearby. "You're safe. For now."My eyes snapped to the source. A man sat by a low-burning fire, observing me. Alpha Fenris Stone. My mind supplied the name, though I'd never seen him before. Curly, dark brown hair. Green eyes that seemed to see everything, even in the dim light. Scars marred his powerful physique, silent testament to past battles. He carried himself with a quiet authority, a strange presence that felt ancient and

The dagger lay at my feet, glinting. And Justin's negative words echoed nothing but threats. Each breath was a scream. Not only him. Not only the pack members scorned me. A shadow fell over me. The air filled with a cloying sweet scent, Lyra Thorne's perfume. I flinched, trying to shrink further into myself. “See you!” Lyra said, laughing but with a bad frown on her face. “Crying like the pathetic omega she is. Alpha Justin would never choose such a filthy, weak creature. It's an insult to his bloodline.” I was mute. Her wickedness was true, so hurting and bitter to my soul. "This is what happens when you think you're something you're not, Elara," Lyra continued, her voice rising in false lament. "An omega trying to claim an Alpha. The Moon Goddess herself rejects you, clearly." “Huh…” I sighed. I felt a kick on my feet. It was Lyra again. "Get up, omega. Don't make a scene." My body trembled. I wanted to disappear. I wanted everything to just end there. Then, another vo

“I, Alpha Justin Blackwood, formally reject you. I reject your bond.”Justin marched forward, breathing with anger. “I reject your existence as my mate.” It was not just his voice I heard. But the tension. The cold of Oakhaven's woods always found its way into my bones, even inside the Moonstone Pack House. It wasn't just the damp Pacific Northwest air. It was the constant presence of fear. I was just myself—Elara Vance, a twenty-two-year-old omega, and my life was a study in invisibility. Small, quiet, I moved through the pack house like a ghost, hoping no one would notice, no one would bother.My oversized, worn clothes were less about comfort and more about mere covering. They hid my small frame, made me blend into the faded wallpaper. It was safer that way. Every sudden noise, every raised voice, sent a jolt of terror through me, a familiar flinch I couldn't control. Even my aunt considered me as a worthless Omega. Today, the fear was a living thing, a predator in my mind. A