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Silence filled the entire area as everyone froze. Mate? My brain struggled to process the word. My mate was Rowan? Stupid hope burst inside me suddenly. With all my years on this earth, I still seem to forget that hope was one dangerous and stupid thing I shouldn’t toy with. Despite how much I try not to have hope, I still always do, and it breaks me every time. I wondered if the Moon Goddess had finally seen me. Maybe Rowan wasn’t as bad as he portrayed himself to be. He would help me out of this and stop the pack from sending me to the mines. Rowan moved fast, and within seconds, he crossed the distance between us. My heart pounded so hard it hurt. He stopped right in front of me. His scent surrounded me completely. It was warm, powerful, and overwhelming. I looked up at him with trembling hope as he stared down at me. His jaw clenching should’ve diminished every freckle of hope, but no, I was still foolishly clinging to it so hard. Disgust. Pure disgust reflected in his eyes. I started to break. No, no, please no. His voice came out sharp, cold, and merciless. “You?” One word. That was all it took to destroy me and send my hope packing its bags. His face darkened. “You can’t be my mate.” The way he said it sounded like an insult. A curse. My chest tightened, making it hard for me to breathe. Rowan laughed in the cruelest, most bitter way. “The Moon Goddess must be mad.” The crowd remained silent, all stunned at what Rowan just said and still trying to wrap their heads around the mating bond existing between me and the future Alpha. I shook my head slowly, already knowing what was coming next. Rowan bent slightly, bringing his face closer to mine. His voice dropped low enough for only nearby people to hear. “You?” Hatred burned in his eyes. “A wolfless Omega?” Each word crushed me further. “You’re weak.” A stab at my heart. “Pathetic.” Another stab. “Broken.” Another. Then came the final blow that shattered me. He raised his head, fiercely looking at the pack with determination and a no-going-back expression. “I, Rowan Blackwood, future Alpha and Heir to the Throne, reject you, Divina Jade, as my mate.” My world stopped, my vision blurred. Something in my heart shattered. I felt it—the bond. The newly formed connection was ripping, tearing through my soul like claws on flesh. I thought I’d felt different kinds of pain, but this one was unlike anything I had ever known. It exploded through my body, making me scream my lungs out. This time, I couldn’t hold back. Agony consumed me whole. It felt like something inside me was being ripped apart while still alive. I collapsed fully onto the ground, trembling, crying, breaking. The crowd watched. Some were horrified, but most were entertained. Rowan stepped back like touching me disgusted him. His eyes searched the crowd and finally landed on someone—Shea. He walked to her, held her, and said, “This is my mate and your future Luna.” The whole crowd cheered. Mother was elated. My sister feigned pity for me, looking all innocent like she was guilty of Rowan having chosen her over me. His face found mine again. It was emotionless. “Take her away.” His voice held finality. “To the mines.” The guards stepped towards me. Something changed in that moment. I looked up at the red moon above me and, between pain and despair, something inside me went silent. My trembling stopped, my tears stopped gushing out of my eyes. Even the agony I felt seemed to retreat into something colder, darker. I slowly pushed myself up. The guards hesitated, so did everyone else. I rose to my feet. My body swayed, but I stayed standing. Blood stained my lips. My face was wet with tears, but my eyes… my eyes had changed. I looked at Rowan first, with fierceness in them. Then I turned to Bernard, Mother, and Shea. One by one, I memorized every face. Every expression, betrayal, and the cruelty they held. When I finally spoke, my voice was quiet, filled with terrifying calm. “You all should laugh while you can.” No one moved or spoke. I continued. “One day…” I looked straight into Bernard’s eyes. “You will beg.” His smirk faltered. I turned to Mother. “One day, you will regret that you didn't love me how you were supposed to.” She stiffened. Then Shea. “One day, I will make sure your beauty and arrogance will not save you.” Her smile disappeared. Finally, my eyes landed on Rowan. My rejected mate. I held his gaze, cold and steady. No tears were evident in my eyes. “One day, all of you will look at me…” I paused. The wind howled around us. The moon glowed overhead. And something deep inside me stirred. Revenge. I must have my revenge. “…and wish you had never broken me.” The guards grabbed my arms, and this time I didn’t resist. The crowd burst into laughter, their mockery following. “She’s gone mad!” “Was that revenge she was trying to threaten us with?” “From a wolfless Omega to an insane, still wolfless, and shameful Omega.” “How laughable.” I ignored them. As the guards dragged me away, I looked back one last time. At every single face. Burning them into memory. Then I turned forward, toward darkness, towards hell. I will make them pay. That was a promise.Marcellous My mate's embarrassed expressions were so fucking cute. I watched the color rush to Divina’s pale cheeks, her dark, wide eyes blinking in utter, breathless stunned silence. Her lips parted slightly, but not a single sound escaped her throat. The fierce, terrifying little firefly who had just threatened to burn my whole kingdom to the ground had completely evaporated, replaced by a confused, flustered girl whose brain had clearly short-circuited the moment I mentioned that Kira was my sister. It took everything in me not to let out a low chuckle. For the first time in my thirty years on this earth, a genuine, unbidden smile broke across my face. It felt foreign on my lips—a warmth cracking through the permanent ice that had encased my soul for as long as I could remember. Slowly, involuntarily, I began to reach my hand out toward her. My calloused fingers yearned to sweep a stray, dark lock of hair behind her delicate ear, to feel the electric hum of her skin agains
DivinaWithout a second of hesitation, all six armored guards dropped to their knees in unison, their heavy armor clanking loudly against the floor as they bowed their heads toward the tiles. “Yes, My King!” they barked in terrified unison. I froze, my hands trembling at my sides. Nobody... in my entire life... had ever defended me. No one had ever stood up for me. No one had ever threatened to hurt someone else just to keep me safe. In the Black Moon Pack, I was the girl everyone was allowed to kick, hit, and throw trash at. Hearing the most feared male on the continent order his own elite force to protect my honor or pay with their limbs sent a bizarre, overwhelming ache straight through my chest. Still, I shouldn't trust him, right? But his next action let my heart and mind more confused on what to do. A soft drip sounded against the silence of the hall. Marcellous’s eyes darted down to my right arm. Fresh, bright red crimson was dripping steadily from my torn vein
Divina Here it comes, I thought, my entire body locking up in anticipation of the explosion. Finally. That sigh shows that he must really be tired of all this pretence. He should reject me. Let's get this over with. I braced myself for the impact. I expected his hand to crush my windpipe, expected his thunderous voice to vibrate through my bones as he dragged me back down the hall by my hair. That was how it worked. That was how Alphas responded when a wolfless Omega dared to spit in their faces. I clenched my eyes shut, waiting for the harsh, violent reality to shatter the fragile illusion of his kindness, waiting for the snap of the mate bond between us just as it did when Rowan rejected me. Instead, his fingers slowly uncurled from my throat. The heat of his touch vanished, replaced instantly by the cold air of the corridor. I opened my eyes in shock to see him take a deliberate, quiet step backward. A collective, sharp gasp echoed down the hallway. I glanced past
DivinaDarkness pulled at me, heavy and suffocating, but the terror was louder. It clawed at my throat until my eyes snapped open.A shadow towered over me.My heart slammed against my ribs so hard it rattled my bones. Cold sweat broke out across my forehead, and every single nerve in my body screamed in pure panic.Bernard.He had caught me. Oh God, he had found me. The dark, damp dungeon, the stench of old blood, the iron chains—it was all coming back. The forest, the awakening of my wolf, the strange power, the towering Alpha King who had spoken to me with a voice like velvet... it was all a dream. A cruel, sick fantasy my broken mind had conjured up while Bernard had me locked away.“No!” I shrieked, my voice cracking, raw with hysteria.I thrashed wildly on the surface beneath me, trying to pull away, but my wrists felt bound. Ropes. He tied me down.The sick bastard. I didn't think. I didn't care about the agony tearing through my flesh. I yanked my right arm with everythin
MarcellousFive days.Five fucking agonizing days since she had collapsed into my arms, her small frame going completely limp against my chest like a snapped reed.For five straight days, I hadn't slept. I hadn't eaten. I hadn't stepped foot out of this room. I hadn't even looked at the mountain of pack business or multi-billion-dollar corporate contracts sitting on my desk. My entire existence had shrunk down to the steady, agonizingly faint rise and fall of her chest on that white hospital bed.I leaned forward, my elbows resting on my knees, my jaw clutched so tightly my teeth ached. My eyes, heavy and bloodshot from five days of unyielding vigil, stared at her pale face. She looked so goddamn fragile. So delicate, like a porcelain doll that would shatter if I breathed on her too hard.Slowly, hesitantly, I reached out my hand toward her face.My fingers were trembling.I stared at my own hand in complete, bitter disbelief. The Supreme Alpha King, a male who had torn through batt
NateMarcellous hadn't done a damn thing since Divina lay there, weak and helpless.He hadn't moved an inch from the edge of her hospital bed. He sat there like a looming, dark sentinel, his massive frame hunched forward, his amber eyes fixed entirely on her pale, still face.I had stood in the doorway of room 124 twenty minutes ago, holding a leather folder packed with urgent documents. “Marcellous, you have that high-stakes summit with the human directors in less than an hour. It’s the energy conglomerate deal. The one that’s supposed to move Draven Enterprises forward and land us billions in international human contracts.”Marcellous hadn't even turned his head. He just kept staring down at his sleeping mate, his fingers lightly brushing a stray strand of dark hair away from her forehead.“Take over as acting CEO for now, Nate,” he had said, his voice dropping into a flat, icy rumble that left no room for debate. “Cancel my schedule. Handle the board. I’m staying right here until s







