LOGINAEDEN'S POVShe stared at me like I'd grown a second head.I couldn't blame her.Twenty-four hours ago, she'd watched me kneel for guards and beg for my life. Now I stood before her in a penthouse that overlooked Manhattan, wearing clothes worth more than most wolves made in a year.The confusion on her face was almost enough to make me laugh.Almost."Before you say anything," I began, holding up a hand, "I need you to understand something."She opened her mouth. Closed it. Opened it again."You're... this isn't..." She gestured vaguely at the room, at me, at the city sprawling beyond the windows. "None of this makes sense.""I know.""You're an omega.""I'm aware.""Omegas don't, they can't…" She pressed her palms against her eyes, like she was trying to physically rearrange her thoughts. "Omegas are the lowest rank. They're servants. They're…""They're what the Wolf Realm made them," I interrupted quietly. "But the Wolf Realm isn't the only world, Cella. And I'm not just an omega."
CELLA'S POV"I reject the bond." My voice shook, but I forced myself to continue. "I reject you as my mate. I refuse to be tied to an omega. I refuse to accept this... this fate."The bond pulled at my chest, screaming in protest. Sable howled inside my mind, her claws raking against my ribs until I nearly cried out.Cella, no…I have to.You'll destroy us…I DON'T CARE.Aeden's expression had gone blank, completely, terrifyingly blank. Whatever he was feeling, he wasn't showing it."You can't reject a bond that hasn't been accepted," he said finally. "That's not how it works.""Then I'm rejecting you anyway. In every way that matters."He nodded slowly, like he'd been expecting this. Like he'd already prepared himself for the worst."Fine."Just one word. Just fine.No argument. No pleading. No attempt to change my mind.He simply turned, walked to the other side of the cave, and sat with his back against the wall, facing the entrance.Guarding me.Even after I'd just stabbed him in
CELLA'S POV"I am answering it. By surviving." He started walking, and I had no choice but to follow or be left behind. "I'm someone who knows how to stay alive. If you want the same, you'll come with me. If not..." He shrugged. "The forest is that way."I stood frozen, watching him walk away.He's our mate, Sable said.He's an omega.He saved our life. Twice.That doesn't change what he is.And what are we, Cella? Her voice was sharp, almost angry. What are we, really? We're not a prized daughter. We're not a cherished princess. We're a burden they wanted to sell. At least he chose to help us. At least he didn't lock us in a tower.Her words cut deeper than I wanted to admit.I looked at Aeden's retreating back—broad shoulders, easy stride, completely unbothered by whether I followed or not.He wasn't begging.He wasn't kneeling.He wasn't doing anything except walking away.And somehow, that made me move.We traveled through the night.Aeden knew the terrain well, every hidden path,
CELLA'S POVOmega.The word echoed in my skull like a death knell.I stared at the stranger, my mate, as he bowed and scraped before the armored guards, his voice taking on a pathetic, stumbling quality that made my stomach turn."A simpleton?" one of the guards sneered, circling him like a predator sizing up wounded prey. "Not allowed to own a business."Aeden, I didn't even know his name yet, kept his head lowered, his shoulders hunched in a posture of submission that looked nothing like the man who had pulled me from the edge of death."I didn't know," he mumbled, wringing his hands. "Please, I meant no disrespect. I'll close up right away. Right away, sirs."What is he doing? Sable's voice was sharp with confusion.I couldn't answer. I could barely breathe.This was my mate. The bond pulled at my chest, warm and insistent, whispering that this man was mine, mine, in a way that defied logic or reason. Every instinct I possessed screamed at me to go to him, to stand at his side, to
CELLA'S POV"Don't let go," the voice came out again, but this time it was strained.“My eyes flew open. I couldn’t see who it was. Only a hand stretched out, keeping me from slipping.”I looked down, and all I saw was darkness beneath, and my heart sank as I swallowed hard.My fingers slipped, just a little, and the fear had its way up my spine as I gasped, trying to hold on harder.“I can’t—” My voice broke. “I’m slipping!”“You’re not,” the voice replied almost immediately, and this time there was no hesitation. “I’ve got you.”The grip on my hand tightened, and for a moment, I just hung there, shaking and breathing hard.I didn't know who it was.I didn't know why I was being saved.Hell, I had no idea if I was being led back to my slaughter as uneasiness washed over me.A howl was heard from the other side of the cliff as I heard a soft grunt from the person holding me. In that instant, a sudden surge pulsed through my body and it was as if the person had a newfound strength as h
CELLA’S POVThe moment my feet touched the muddy ground, I ran.Mud splashed up my legs as I moved, but I didn’t slow down. My heart raced, loud in my chest, and it felt like the nightmare again, except this time nothing was chasing me.This time, I was running because I chose to.After a few steps, my breath gave out, my chest burned, and my legs felt weak. I stopped in front of the big oak tree and leaned against it with one hand, bending forward as I tried to breathe.I had watched this tree from my window for as long as I could remember, as it had stood strong through rain, wind, and harsh weather. I had always wondered how it managed to survive when everything around seemed to suffer.Now I stood right in front of it.I pressed my forehead against the rough bark. It was cold and damp, but I didn’t pull away. A small sound slipped out of me, it was a shaky laugh that broke halfway through and sounded more like a cry.“How are you so strong?” I whispered. My fingers curled into the







