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Chapter 3

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The council hall was lit like a coronation chamber. I walked across the red carpet, each step of my heels clicking like a countdown.

"Is that... Alpha Stephen Redcliff?"

"The longlost Alpha heiress? She was supposed to be dead."

"Looks insane to me."

Let them talk. I didn’t come back to be silent.

Alpha Joe sat on the high seat, dressed immaculately as always, his gaze sharp as a blade.

"Miss Redcliff," he spoke, voice calm but cold. "Is your presence today political... or purely theatrical?"

I smiled, pulling a bottle of wine from behind me. “A celebration, of course.”

Then I uncorked it and threw the entire glass at his tailored suit.

Gasps filled the room.

Alpha Joe’s scent markers flared immediately—pine and blackwood, crashing down like a storm.

But I didn’t flinch.

I released mine—cold iron and silver fox. The scent sliced through the air like a dagger.

He stumbled back.

“She’s suppressing his scent markers!”

“She’s a toplevel Alpha!”

I stepped closer. “What’s the matter, Alpha Joe? Can’t handle a woman who doesn’t bow anymore?”

A silverhaired man stepped forward, watching me with faint amusement.

“Miss Redcliff,” he said in a smooth voice, “Alpha Daniel Reyes. Alpha of the Silver Pack.”

He extended a hand.

“Would you honor me with a dance?”

I was about to answer when another presence brushed against my senses.

A cool, restrained scent—cedar and snow. An Omega?

He passed by me silently, but for one brief moment, our scent markers intertwined.

We both stopped.

He turned his head slightly. “You are?”

“Omega Silas,” he said. “Omega.”

For a heartbeat, we simply stared.

Alpha Joe’s expression darkened from across the room.

I smiled. So you can discard me like trash but get jealous when others look my way?

Later, in the dressing room, I went to change—only to find a stack of old photographs inside the locker.

I frowned and pulled one out.

A faded picture. Children from the orphanage.

There I was—Emily—curled up in the corner with messy hair and toobig clothes.

On the back of the photo, a child’s handwriting circled one boy in red ink:

"I will always love Alpha Joe."

My throat tightened. I traced the words with my fingertip.

I wasn’t Emily anymore.

But the girl who once loved him with everything she had… she was still somewhere in here, quietly breaking.

"You love her now," I murmured. "Then don't you dare look back."

A soft knock broke the silence.

I quickly wiped my face and turned.

It was Omega Silas.

“You again?”

He leaned casually against the doorway. “You unleashed a lot of scent markers earlier. Gave me a bit of a headache. Came looking for a calming brew.”

I handed him a vial from the cabinet.

As he took it, his fingers brushed mine.

“You were… sad,” he said softly.

I froze.

“Omegas are sensitive,” he added. “You can lie with words, not with scent.”

I looked at him. His eyes were gentle. Steady.

“You can talk to me,” he said.

“…Thanks,” I whispered.

He smiled, pressing his thumb lightly against my palm—a quiet promise.

The door suddenly slammed open behind me.

Alpha Joe.

His eyes were like ice. “Am I interrupting something?”

I turned, completely calm.

“You’re just in time to leave.”

That night, I didn’t sleep.

The orphanage photo lay beside me on the pillow.

You used to love him so much.

But now?

Now it was his turn—to break.
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  • Marked by the Alpha, Avenged by the Omega   Chapter 12

    The trial hall of the Sacred Court was silent beneath the full silver moon.Light streamed through the ceiling, casting a pale glow across my shoulders. I stood at the center of the council dais, beneath the Redcliff banner. The silverred hue glowing softly at my collarbone confirmed it—my dual power fusion had succeeded.I was now the first of my kind.Before me, Joe knelt on one knee.He had removed his Alpha robes and wore only a simple black shirt. In his hands was a velvet box."As the head of the Redcliff pack," I said coldly, "I hereby grant you absolution."He looked up, stunned. “You… truly forgive me?”I descended the steps, stopping just in front of him.“But on one condition.”I opened the box and drew out a leather collar. Its clasp was engraved with my sigil.“From this day forward,” I said, “you will be my exclusive Omega.”He trembled, eyes reddening.“I accept,” he whispered. “Even if you gave me chains, I would wear them.”“Fool.” I smiled faintly, fastening it aroun

  • Marked by the Alpha, Avenged by the Omega   Chapter 11

    "Her frequencies are breaching Alpha containment—""Her scent marker system is collapsing!""Start the fusion protocol now—immediately!"Inside the medical chamber, voices screamed around me like crashing thunder. But I felt none of it.I was floating—somewhere between Emily’s sobs and Alpha Stephen’s growls. My soul was splitting in half."This isn’t physical," I realized. "This is who I am—breaking apart.""Her system's entering dualpower ic shock!"Lucien gripped my shoulders tightly, fingers digging into my skin to stabilize the control restraints."Alpha Stephen, listen to me!" he yelled. "You are not a mistake! You are the intersection of all of us! You are the future of our kind!"I opened my eyes and saw the reflection of silver light in his tears.Outside the chamber, Alpha Joe stood holding a sealed pod. Inside it—his Alpha power 's source tissue, freshly removed.He knelt before the fusion tank, hands shaking but firm."This is all I have left to give," he whispered. "If thi

  • Marked by the Alpha, Avenged by the Omega   Chapter 10

    The pain wasn’t just in my body.It came from somewhere deeper—from bone, from blood, from memory.I stood in a dream made of moonlight and ash. All around me, silver wolf bones jutted from the earth, buried in fields of broken collars and rusted wedding rings. In the wind, I heard voices—echoing, whispering, overlapping.“Emily.” “Alpha Stephen.” “Mine.” “Mistake.” “Weapon.” “Wife.”I looked down at my hands. In one, a red thread. In the other, a silver flame.Then the memories came.The orphanage. I was ten, peeking through the bushes as a boy with dirt on his face crouched beside a tree. He folded a note and slipped it into a hollow, whispering, “Emily, when I become an Alpha… I’ll come back and marry you.”And another memory—darker.Lucien, strapped inside a cryogenic pod, screaming silently through frosted glass. Jason Harrison stood outside, clipboard in hand, unmoved. Beside him, Luna Linda, smiling.“She’ll say yes,” Luna Linda said. “She’s always been stupid like th

  • Marked by the Alpha, Avenged by the Omega   Chapter 9

    They locked me in the deepest chamber of the Redcliff estate—a prison carved not just from stone, but from silence, and control.The runes on the walls glowed with ancient silver light. My wrists and ankles were bound by chains etched with suppressive glyphs, pulsing like a heartbeat. My scent markers, once wild and unstable, were now frozen beneath cold iron.I couldn’t scream. I wouldn’t beg.All I had was breath. And fury.“Mixedpower bearer.”The High Elder’s voice cut through the stillness like a blade. "You, Alpha by flesh, Omega by scent—are a violation of every natural order. At dawn, you will be purified. Your power , removed. Your lineage… corrected."I didn’t flinch.Instead, I laughed.It was hoarse, broken, but it echoed like a bell in the hollow space.“You call that justice?” I asked, voice slicing through the cold. “You sit there, smug in your robes, worshiping a bloodline that eats its own.”A murmur rippled among the robed figures.“You should thank me,” I continued.

  • Marked by the Alpha, Avenged by the Omega   Chapter 8

    The heat hit me without warning.I was sorting through Lucien’s postoperative files in the hospital’s archive room when something inside me snapped. A rush of heat surged up from my lower spine. My heartbeat thundered in my ears, my breath turned ragged, and scents became painfully sharp.I glanced at my wrist—red, glowing, as if a second pulse had awakened beneath the skin.My body was going into heat.But this wasn’t an Omega’s body.Or at least, it wasn’t supposed to be.I shoved the files into my bag and stumbled toward the stairwell. My knees barely held. The scent of disinfectant and blood warped into something sweeter—like iron and heat and desperate, needy want.“Alpha Stephen!”I barely registered Omega Silas's voice as he caught me at the bottom of the stairs.“You’re burning up.” His arm curled around my waist. “Your scent—this isn’t normal. Your suppression’s failed.”“I can’t hold it down,” I gritted out.“You don’t have to,” he said quickly. “Just breathe. I’ll handle i

  • Marked by the Alpha, Avenged by the Omega   Chapter 7

    “...Would you really die for me?”The moment the recording echoed through the werewolf council hall, silence fell like a blade.Luna Linda’s voice, trembling with fake sobs at first, soon turned sharp and icy:“Erase Emily’s name from the medical records. Put mine instead. Lucien has to live. You know what I mean.”I sat at the head of the chamber, calm as still water, letting the whispers swell like a rising tide.“She forged the records—”“Dr. Jason’s her father…”Alpha Joe stood below the dais, paper clenched in his fist, face ashen.I walked down the steps and placed the USB drive in his hand.“Play it yourself.”He looked down, voice hoarse. “How did you even get this…”“Because you never bothered to look,” I said quietly. “She told you who to let die, and you didn’t even ask why.”He shook his head, as if denial alone could rewrite reality. “She wouldn’t—”“But she did.” I took another step. “And you—you—held Emily down on the operating table and whispered, ‘Don’t be afraid. I’m

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