The Omega Presidentās Accidental Mate
Serena McAllistair made history as the first female Omega ever elected student council president.
But the school wants her gone. The council treats her title as a joke. And the only people who believe in her are the quiet, oppressed Omegas who still hope she can change things.
Then thereās Nathaniel Storm, cold and brilliant, and determined to block her every move. His twin brother Mason, on the other hand, is the opposite. Heās kind, encouraging, and makes Serena laugh when everything else feels impossible.
One night at a victory party, a spiked drink forces Serena into an early heat. Mason tries to protect her. Nathaniel intervenes.
In the chaos that follows, an accidental bite seals a bond neither of them wanted.
Now the entire school is watching.
Nathanielās ex wants revenge. The twins are left hurting. And Serena is left with a permanent mark, a political war she refuses to lose, and two identical twins pulling her in opposite directions, one with quiet warmth, the other with a cold intensity she canāt seem to escape.
She was ready to fight the system. She never expected the system to claim her first.
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Chapter: Chapter 40Serena's POVNathaniel came down the stairs with low energy. His hand gripped the railing the whole way, and I honestly wasn't sure he'd make it to the bottom without passing out again.Mason spotted him right away and every muscle in his body became tight."Wow, he's awake." his voice was loud and mocking.Nathaniel stopped on the last step.Mason pushed himself away from the window and stepped toward him. "Are you happy now? Now that you've gotten what you wanted?"Nathaniel sighed. He looked exhausted, more than his young years could even hide. "Listen. Mase, I know you're angry butā""I'm more than angry. Iām pissed. You've fucking ruined everything.""Masonā" Mrs Storm called out."No, Mom. Don't Mason me. He did this on purpose."Nathaniel's brow furrowed. "What?""You heard me." Mason turned to him, scent sharpened like daggers. He looked like he was barely holding himself back. "You've never wanted Victoria."Nathaniel's jaw clenched. "That's not true.""Don't fucking lie to m
Last Updated: 2026-09-19
Chapter: Chapter 39Serenaās POV Nathaniel was still sleeping, still breathing me in deeply. His skin was almost colorless, but he nestled in every so often and that made me calm. Lying with him like this shouid have made me uncomfortable, but somehow, it stirred something deep in my heart. It felt like this was right where he belonged. Mrs Storm loomed over us, her face full of worry. Mason stood near the doorway. He hadnāt said a word since they brought Nathaniel upstairs. But he looked devastated, as if he was only holding himself together by force. When Nathanielās nose bumped mine and his head snuggled up under my chin, Mason made a pained sound. I looked up just in time to see his face before he looked away. Jealousy and heartbreak was written on his every feature. āI canāt do this,ā he said, his voice broken. Then he turned and walked out of the room, shutting the door behind him. For a few seconds no one spoke. And I lay there, unable to bring myself to choose between a dying person
Last Updated: 2026-09-01
Chapter: Chapter 38Serenaās POVI was sitting on the edge of my bed, just freshly showered and still crying when I I heard a car pull to a halt in front of my house. Then there was a knock on the door. It sounded urgent. I reached the bottom of the stairs just as my mom came out. We both gave each other uneasy look. For some reason, my heart began to pick up. When my mom opened the front door, they walked in, carrying him through the doorway.Nathaniel.His arm was draped over Masonās and another manās shoulders. A woman whom I presume to be his mom walked besides them, her face a mask of fright. Nathanielās head hung forward, his dark hair wet and sticking to his face. His tall body pressed against the men and he could barely keep his head up.My stomach tightened for some reason.I didnāt understand why they brought him here. But I felt it; a sudden pull behind my ribs, quiet and insistent, as if something under my skin had
Last Updated: 2026-08-28
Chapter: Chapter 37Nathanielās POVI slammed my door locked and leaned back against it. The room was completely dark, the curtains blocking out the moonlight. I didnāt bother turning on the lights. I just slid down to the floor with my back against the wood and stayed there, my knees pulled up, hands locked together so tightly my knuckles ached. But they couldnāt stop shaking. I felt like I was about to have a panic attack. Every single time I closed my eyes or even blinked I saw her. Serena. The girl iād marked without consent.I dragged both hands through my hair, hard enough to hurt. āWhat did I do? What do I do?!!!ā I demanded.Only silence answered me back, silence and the sound of my own uneven breathing. And suddenly I was filled with regret. I shouldnāt have gone there. I should have stayed home, or left when Victoria asked me to. Then none of this would have happened. I sat by the door, stewing in that regret for the rest of the ni
Last Updated: 2026-08-26
Chapter: Chapter 36Serenaās POVI sat on the edge of my bed after Mom left the room, my mind a whirlwind of fear and uncertainty.What if Mason denied responsibility?What if he tried to hide from this?āCall him!!! Now!ā my inner goddess chided. Best to rip the band-aid off fast. I sighed and picked up my phone to call him. But then I saw a text from Katie.She'd almost been hurt last night. Feeling guilty, I opened her text. Katie: Rena, Iām so sorry for what happened. I didn't know the drink was spiked. And I couldn't help you, iām so sorry. Are you okay?I stared at her words for a long second before typing back.Me: Hey baby. Itās okay. You donāt need to apologize. I should be the one apologizing. I was reckless and you and a lot of others could have gotten hurt being close to me. So don't beat yourself up. You couldnāt have known.The three dots appeared almost immediately.Katie: iām sorry Rena š„²
Last Updated: 2026-08-26
Chapter: Chapter 35Serenaās POVI was floating in a dream. The first thing I remembered was the heat. Not warmth. But real heat. And how it had almost swallowed me whole.I remembered music playing somewhere in the background, I remembered startled gasps and screaming. Then Mason, his arms around me, moving me up.Then nothing. After that, everything blurred. I woke slowly with a splitting headache. It was so bad I groaned and pressed my hand against my temple to quell it. And for a few seconds, I had no idea where I was.Then the fog from my sleep cleared and I recognized my bedroom. My curtains were half-open, and bright sunlight spilled across the floor.I stared at the ceiling, trying to remember what happened? Then I gasped, sitting upright. My drink had been spiked. I'd gone into an induced heat, and then Masonā I felt a sudden sharp sting around my scent gland. I lifted my fingers to brushed it and they touched something tend
Last Updated: 2026-08-25
I Became The Surrogate For A Divorced Alpha and Luna
Evelyn Lily is a plus-size, insecure woman, going through life by the motion. Still paying off the mountain of debt left by her late motherās medical bills, she accepts a high-paying surrogacy contract with Lucien and Celeste Cross ā a powerful, high-profile Alpha and Luna couple from two of the continentās most influential Legacy families.
The arrangement is meant to stay a secret.
But then, out of nowhere, Lucien files for divorce. And the worst part? He doesn't want the child anymore.
Celeste, on the other hand, wants him to relinquish his rights. Lucien refuses to bend.
And Evelyn? She is stuck between a rock and a hard place.
When scandal rips her world open and the threats close in, Evelyn has nowhere left to go and falls under Lucienās protection. Under his roof she challenges his hostility toward her and the unborn child, while also battling the growing desire she feels for the man she is supposed to despise.
What begins as a clinical contract soon becomes something far more nefarious and messy as attraction, guilt, old wounds, and conflicting claims on the unborn child pull all three of them into a collision none of them planned.
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Chapter: Chapter 14: Oh baby, donāt be naughty."I'm not going to your place," I stand up fast and move away before he subdues me with his scent. Then I cross my arms protectively over my chest.āYou donāt really have a choice, Evelyn.āāStop calling me that! Ms Lily is fine. And my insignificant self doesn't deserve to be in your mighty present, just in case you forgot.āHe stares at me for a moment, then chuckles. "Donāt get me wrong, this isn't about you. I don't care about your safety, Ms Lily." he says, venom threading his words. "But it's my child you're carrying.""A child you don't even want," I shoot at him, sharp enough to cut."Then get rid of it,ā He says, as he steps closer. "End it so we can all put this mess behind us. Isn't that what you want too, at this point? What do you want? Money? A better life? Iāll give it to you.""I don't have to do anything you say," I say, forcing my gaze to stay on his even as they crack under the weight of his words. āIt's Ce
Last Updated: 2026-09-21
Chapter: Chapter 13: Compromise.I go out to find him talking to the cop on duty. He's formally dressed today, but he looks like he ruffled a little, almost like he came here in a rush. I don't like that I notice. Lucien notices my presence and crosses the space between us fast until he's only a few feet away from me."Are you okay?" he asks, his voice a little frayed, stripped of the cold edges I'm used to hearing from him. Up close, his cedarwood scent reaches me, heavier than usual. It smells like adrenaline burning off him, confirming my earlier suspicion that he did rush here."Yes," I say, even though my voice wavers on the word, and suddenly hot tears press behind my eyes again. I press my lips together, refusing to let them fall in front of him.He studies me for a long moment, something unreadable moving behind his eyes. Then he straightens and turns on Ramirez, who has been standing stiffly the whole time."What the hell were you doing?" Lucien barks at him, h
Last Updated: 2026-09-19
Chapter: Chapter 12: If wishes were horses.Celeste has me moved again.The new house sits far past the edge of the city, tucked behind a long private drive and a high stone wall that swallows the sound of traffic entirely.It's still as large and modern as the last place ā white walls, floor-to-ceiling windows, a kitchen that looks like it belongs in a magazine ā but it's just as lonely. Like a lavish prison.And I'm too tired, too hollowed out from the last few weeks to feel anything close to appreciation for it.I move through the rooms like a ghost drifting through someone else's life. I don't unpack and I don't explore like the others.For all I know, this could be just as temporary.All in all, I really hope the time flies by so I can finally put this whole ordeal behind me.For the first few days, exhaustion is the only thing I feel. But then, with time, something else creeps in alongside it. My hair stands on end, and there's a low, prickling unease crawling through me.I don't quite understand how, but I feel like I'm
Last Updated: 2026-09-18
Chapter: Chapter 11: Carried, not chosen.I wake up to the hum of machines and the sting of an IV taped into the back of my hand. The room is dim, and the curtains are pulled shut against whatever time of day it is outside.For a second I just lie there, disoriented, trying to figure out where I am and why my body feels so empty.Then it hits me all at once ā the blood spreading across my pajamas, the panic, Lucien's arms lifting me off the floor. My hand goes to my stomach before I even think about it. Then I relax. Iām still round. I know that isn't a complete decider but somehow I can still feel it.The baby is still there.A nurse comes by not long after and when she's done with the necessary checks, she slips out. Moments later, Lucien appears in the doorway.He exhales loudly by the door and crosses his arms, jaw tight. He's still wearing the same black jacket from before so that tells me mere hours have passed since he rushed me here. There's a faint rust-colored stain near his cuff, and my stomach turns when I realiz
Last Updated: 2026-09-17
Chapter: Chapter 10: So, Rockabye baby, Rockabye. Neither of us moves at first.Lucien stands just inside the entryway, chest still rising and falling from the effort of pushing through the crowd outside and I notice what heās wearing.Heās dressed in a black jacket over a black shirt and a blue pair of jeans. His hair falls in waves over his face and I notice itās the first time Iāve seen him so casually dressed. Itās always been suits and ties and formal attire.Neverā¦ this. Something softens in me and I canāt help but think that the look suits him. He looks younger, much younger and some traitorous part of my brain decides heās stupidly handsome like this. Even more than before. I hate myself for thinking it but I canāt help myself.A loud thud at the door jolts me back to the present. Then I remember who he really is. Handsome or not, this man wants his baby dead because he fell out of love with his wife. Heās been nothing but cruel to me and treats me like Iām an inconvenience to h
Last Updated: 2026-09-12
Chapter: Chapter 9: Scars to my beautiful.The paparazzi find the new address within thirty-six hours. They camp on the sidewalk out front with their cameras pointed up at the building, waiting for me like a loaded gun. The moment I shift the curtain, flashes half blind me and people scream out questions that make me feel sick. "HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN WITH MR. CROSS?!" "DO YOU THINK HAVING HIS BABY WILL MAKE THE CHILD A LEGITIMATE CROSS HEIR?!" "CELESTE LAURENT! WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY TO HER NOW THAT YOU RUINED HER MARRIAGE?" I snap the windows shut and try not to let their words affect me. It's all a misunderstanding, I remind myself. But it's impossible not to let their words sting. I'm the other woman. Celeste is the wronged wife. And the pregnancy is proof of Lucien's betrayal. Online, the story has already become something much uglier. People have looked into my background, my humble beginnings, and painted me as a desperate gold digger. A social climber. I stand a few feet back from the window, snea
Last Updated: 2026-09-10
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