Rejected by the billionaire Alpha
On her eighteenth birthday, Luna expected a fated mate; instead, she received a death sentence. Publicly rejected by Alpha Kael of the Silvercrest Pack, the "useless Omega" is left for dead in the snow. But Luna doesn't die. She vanishes, carrying a secret that could rewrite werewolf history: her blood runs silver, marking her as the lost heir to the Alpha King.
Five years later, the Omega is dead, and a Goddess has risen.
Luna returns as a world-renowned biochemist and billionaire CEO of Blackwood Industries, backed by the most terrifying man in the supernatural underworld: Dante Blackwood, a rogue billionaire who treats her like a queen and kills like a monster. When a lethal virus strikes Silvercrest, the pack is forced to beg for Luna's help.
Kael is haunted by the ghost of the girl he threw away, but the woman who returns doesn't want his apologies—she wants his empire. As the mate bond claws at Kael’s sanity, Luna must choose between the destiny that broke her and the "Monster" who put her back together. In a world of teeth and title, the Omega won’t just survive; she will reign.
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Chapter: Moon Goddess’s Joke♤The cold from the cellar had seeped into her bones, becoming a permanent state. Luna lay on her thin pallet in the servant’s alcove, shivering under a single rough blanket. Sleep was a frantic, shallow thing, filled with echoes of laughter and the phantom sensation of falling. Her wolf, Absolution, was a silent, closed-off chamber in her soul. Dormant. Healing.Then, the scent of midnight blossoms and cold starlight flooded the cramped space.Luna’s eyes flew open. The stone walls of her alcove were gone. She stood in a glade under a sky saturated with swirling galaxies and a moon so large, so close, she felt she could touch its pockmarked surface. Silver light drenched everything, liquid and heavy. The air hummed with a power that vibrated in her teeth.“Little one.”The voice was not a sound. It was a resonance in the marrow of her bones, a feeling of vast, amused antiquity. It came from everywhere and nowhere.Before her, the moonlight coalesced, weaving itself into the form of a
Last Updated: 2025-12-27
Chapter: Omega Collapse♤The laughter chased her down the stone corridor like a living thing, snapping at her heels. Luna ran, not with purpose, but with the blind, staggering panic of a wounded animal. The coarse fabric of her uniform scratched her throat with every gasping breath. Her body was a foreign country, every inch of it in revolt.It started in her chest. Not the emotional ache of humiliation—that was a surface wound. This was deeper. A crushing, glacial cold was spreading from the place where the golden bond had been severed, leaching the heat from her blood, slowing the frantic hammer of her heart. Each beat was a struggle, a thick, sluggish thud that echoed in her ears.Rejection.The word was too small for this. This was an unraveling.Her legs gave out halfway to the servant quarters. She crashed against the cold stone wall, sliding down to the floor. The world tilted and swam. Shadows elongated, twisting into mocking shapes that resembled Kael’s smile, Selene’s sneer. The torchlight guttere
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Chapter: Laughter Like a Knife♤The Great Hall was a cage of crystal and judgment. Luna stood just inside the servants’ entrance, a platter of roasted game heavy in her trembling hands. Tonight was the Moon Feast, a celebration of pack strength and future alliances. Every Alpha-blooded heir was present, a sea of arrogant beauty and calculated power.And she was the entertainment.Kael held court at the high table. A visiting Alpha’s daughter, Elara, sat to his right, all flowing midnight hair and confident smiles. Her hand rested on his forearm, a claim staked in casual touch. Luna’s stomach twisted, the phantom bond—a raw, severed nerve—throbbing in time with her heartbeat.“Hartley.” Selene’s hissed command came from behind. “The Alpha Heir’s cup is empty. Now.”Luna moved, her feet silent on stone. The path to the high table felt miles long. Whispers trailed her like smoke. Omega. Servant. Unclaimed. Her uniform, a coarse grey sack compared to the silks and jewels around her, chafed against skin still oversensi
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Chapter: The Mate Revelation♤The scent of him hit her first.Iced pine. Dark spice. Alpha.It pierced the dusty silence of the library, a scent she’d known and feared for years. But now, it wasn’t just familiar. It was a hook in her navel, yanking her forward.Luna froze, a forgotten book cold in her hands. Her skin prickled, heating from the inside out. A low, throbbing pulse began deep in her core, a rhythm her body recognized before her mind could protest. Her wolf, Absolution, didn’t stir—it uncoiled, stretching awake after a lifetime of dormancy, its attention laser-focused on the door.The handle turned.Kael filled the doorway, backlit by the hall’s chandelier, a silhouette of arrogant grace. He was laughing at something someone had said, the sound rich and dismissive. Then he stepped into the room, and the air changed.It thickened. Crackled.His laughter died in his throat. His head snapped toward her, his amber eyes widening a fraction. The casual disdain on his face melted into pure, unvarnished shoc
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Chapter: Birthday Blues♤The slap cracked through the servant’s hall before the sting bloomed. Luna’s head whipped to the side, her cheek flaming.“Eighteen,” Selene purred, her crimson nails digging into Luna’s jaw, forcing her face upward. “And you still smell like dishwater and despair.”Luna didn’t flinch. She’d learned stillness was the only armor she had. Around them, the kitchen staff averted their eyes, hands busy with rolling pins and porcelain. The air was thick with the scent of sugared dough and silent pity.“The Alpha’s son requests your presence,” Selene said, her smile a razor’s edge. “He’s in a… celebratory mood.”A cold knot tightened in Luna’s stomach. Kael. Of course.She was marched through the polished corridors of Silvercrest Manor, her worn shoes silent on marble. The pack heirs lounged in sun-drenched parlors, their laughter liquid and cruel. She felt their gazes like physical touches—dismissive, hungry, amused.The grand study doors swung open.Kael Silvercrest dominated the room, n
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