PRETENDER: Alpha's Forbidden Omega
They said Omegas were born to kneel.
Elowyn Froste decided to run.
In a kingdom ruled by scent and bloodlines, nineteen-year-old Elowyn escapes the claws of an Alpha who bought her life. To survive, she cuts her hair, binds her chest, and enters Ashmoore Academy as a boy—Elyan, a fragile cadet in a world built for beasts.
Every day is a fight to hide what she is. Every night, her scent potion fades a little faster.
Then, there's Baron Ortega—the Alpha prince of RuthValis, her room mate and her temptation. Cold. Lethal. Impossible to ignore. His instincts call her prey, but something in her scent calls him home.
As the Academy spirals into chaos and war rises beyond its walls, Elowyn’s lies unravel one by one. Old gods stir, rebels awaken, and a prophecy whispers of an Omega hybrid who can shatter every Alpha’s throne.
And Baron… might be the key to her undoing.
In a world where scent means power and love means ruin, Elowyn must choose:
Love Baron Ortega, confess and burn the world or hide and watch the world burn.
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Chapter: Chapter One Hundred And FiftyShe shook her head fiercely and wrapped her arms around his neck, keeping him from leaning back."Bite me back, Baron. Let's be one. I'm already trapped in this world. At least let me choose who I'm trapped with.Baron tried once more to pull away - one last scrap of discipline - but she tightened her hold, desperate, vulnerable, begging without shame.The Alpha in him bowed.Slowly, he lowered his head to her neck, breath trembling against her skin."Elowyn..." His voice rough, almost a warning. "If you want this, if you want me, I won't be able to stop once I begin.""I don't want you to stop," she murmured, guiding him closer with both hands. "Mark me, Baron. Let everyone know who I stand with."Instinct swept him under.He gathered her close, one hand behind her head, the other gripping her waist like he was afraid she'll vanish. His breath grew uneven, heavy with need and devotion.And then - gently, reverently - he sunk his mark into the soft place between her neck and shoulder.
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Chapter: Chapter One Hundred And Forty Nine"I thought..." She trembled. "I thought I'd finally stopped crying."Her voice cracked. "I'm so hurt, Baron. I'm tired. I'm depressed. I want to kill myself."His whole body stiffened."Elowyn... please... don't say that. Your mother wouldn't want that. Mia wouldn't want that either. You can't let Haspan win. He-" His jaw locked. "He escaped.""He escaped for the remaining battery. And he'll see it. He'll see blood on the day he dies.""Then don't die," Baron said, softly. "I can't- I can't lose you too."Elowyn nodded slowly, swallowing the storm inside her.They both stared at the box.Baron cleared his throat softly."Do you still want me to open it?"She sniffled, then forces a small giggle. "Yes, Baron.He smiled and exhaled - warmed by her spark returning - and opened it.The scent of old parchment and dried herbs rose. Inside it were delicate jewelry wrapped in cloth, folded letters tied with thread, small keepsakes clearly handled with love.Elowyn's eyes softened."Mother..."
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Chapter: Chapter One Hundred And Forty EightThe Ashmoore training field buzzed like a beehive split in half. Students gathered, whispering, arguing, some crying, some sharpening their claws and teeth as the dean's words still echoed: "...support Elowyn Froste or Haspan, the fiery lycan." Silence thudded as Lucian Speare climbed a high platform. His shiny boots scraped stone. His face looked haunted-pale, shaken, eyes hollow. He lifted a hand. The noise died instantly. "My father..." his voice cracked, "...was right in front of her. Elowyn. The hybrid. And he didn't see it." He pressed both palms to his head, trembling. "I-didn't see it. The one answer to ending all this war, all this wandering... the one person whose fate is tied to my father's... was right. Under. My. Nose." The students murmured, some shrinking back. Lucian let out a broken laugh. "And how did I treat her? How? Like trash. Like a nobody. And now-now she stands on the brink of changing the world and my-" He raised his head, voice growing sharp, fe
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Chapter: Chapter One Hundred And Forty SevenBut Baron caught her waist and dragged her back. "Elowyn-stop!" She fought him, wild, screaming, thrashing. Her nails raked the air. Her voice cracked open into a raw animal cry. "I'll kill him! I must kill him! No! No-let me go!" she sobbed. "My mother-Mia-they're dead-they're DEAD! No. Oh no no no no...." Her body twisted and she screeched, a sound too sharp for a human throat. Her right hand jerked and bones shifted-skin stretching-fingers curling. One hand was turning into a wolf's. "Elowyn," Baron whispered, covering her from the sight of the world, pressing his forehead to hers, holding her trembling wrist gently but firmly. "Calm down...." She shook her head violently, tears running down her jaw. "They killed them," she sobbed. "My mother... Mia... they're gone-gone-gone..." Then her breath hitched. Then she screamed. "I'll KILL HIM!" Her voice exploded through the room. "I'll kill him AGAIN and AGAIN and AGAIN!" Her eyes rolled white, glowing like storms. Bar
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Chapter: Chapter One Hundred And Forty SixHaspan flew like a burning comet, wings ripping the cold night air. He dove into a jagged cave, the heat rolling off him dimming as he landed on stone.It was the same cave Mia used to stay in when she'd begun the quest to keep her friend hidden.Now, it was charred by Haspan and Sergius' men alike.The hiding Veilbound witches waited in a half-circle, hoods low, eyes glowing with danger.They spoke no greetings.Haspan stepped forward, already bleeding power, and pressed his palm to the cracked altar between them.The witches did the same.The cave shuddered as the dark Treaty sealed itself-silent, ancient, binding.A red glow slid into Haspan's eyes.From now on, anyone who met his gaze while he spoke would obey. No hesitation. No resistance, the veilbound witches chanted.He smiled."We start with Somberwoke," he said. "The fool killed himself. The village will kneel easily."The witches nodded once."Then we go for the smaller villages. Break them. Take their kings. No time wasted
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Chapter: Chapter One Hundred And Forty Five"RETREAT!" Haspan's voice tore across the field.But the crowd turned feral, flying onto the battle ground.Soldiers, peasants, witches-everyone who had suffered under rogue attacks, harsh rules and understood the truth of Haspan rushed his forces with raw fury.Haspan's men scattered.And they were slaughtered.Spears.Arrows.Stones.No mercy.Bodies fell like wheat under blades.Haspan, wild-eyed, fled with only a handful of guards, shoving them aside as he ran.Baron watched him carefully.People screamed after him:"COWARD!""MURDERER! GET HIM!""DOWN WITH HASPAN!""STAND AND SHOW YOUR POWER."Haspan was escaping but Baron saw him bolt toward the outer ridge.Azpen shouted, "BARON, WAIT-!"Too late.Baron and the small force behind him exploded into motion, chasing the fleeing Alpha over the battlefield ruins.Dust rose.Haspan's men's bodies lay still.The world felt like it was holding its breath.Haspan glanced back, snarling.His own soldiers reached for him-he shoved them a
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