She's the Alpha's Mate (OMEGAVERSE)

"What the heck is all of this?!”Valerian’s booming voice echoed through his sprawling office, his sharp, irritated gaze fixed on Luna. His mood had soured hours ago after his meeting with the Smiths fell through—and now Luna stood before him, a mountain of paperwork in her arms that threatened to bury him alive.“What else would it be, Mr. Rutherson? It’s your paperwork. Are your eyes failing you? Maybe I should schedule you an appointment with an ophthalmologist to have your vision checked,” Luna said, her tone laced with dry sarcasm.“Damn it, Luna! I’m not in the fucking mood for your nonsense right now! Didn’t I just finish a pile of paperwork yesterday? So why is there still this much for me to review and sign?!” Valerian snapped, his frustration palpable. Luna saw the anger in his eyes—but she didn’t care.Valerian Rutherson was the alpha who had forced her into a bond eight years ago, when his rut had overwhelmed him at the hotel she once worked at, and the one who made her th

Luna peeked cautiously into Valerian’s office, her breath catching. She couldn’t bring herself to step inside—not when he was flooding the room with pheromones so potent they made her skin prickle. She had to stay away; if he sensed her reaction, he’d figure out she was an omega, not the beta she’d pretended to be.She frowned, wondering why her boss seemed so on edge. She’d returned to Lacrose that afternoon knowing he’d heard about the Philadelphia branch’s crisis, but that didn’t explain this storm of pheromones. “What’s gotten into him?” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “Does he even realize he’s saturating the whole office?” Carefully, she pulled the door shut and hurried back to her desk.“Let’s avoid the alpha’s lair for now,” she muttered to herself. “His pheromones could trigger me, and he’d find out. He doesn’t hate omegas, but he refuses to interact with them. I can’t lose this job—not yet.”Just then, the intercom on her desk beeped—a sound that made her stomach dr

Valerian’s hand closed around the throat of the man who had tried to strike him with a pipe, his grip so tight the attacker gasped for air, unable to break free from his strength. Valerian’s clothes were stained with blood from the earlier men who had tried—and failed—to kill him.With a powerful heave, he threw the choking man against a steel post, bending it slightly on impact. Several of the attacker’s companions were already facing off against Samuel’s men.“You’ve killed enough, Valerian,” Samuel said, having just finished with his own opponent.Valerian had arrived at the south port and immediately engaged the Lane clan’s men—men who feared him, yet still dared to destroy his business and threaten his life.Valerian glanced at Samuel, whose eyes never failed to widen at the sight of Valerian’s golden irises. What Samuel had yet to witness, however, was Valerian’s werewolf shift—a power Valerian still couldn’t control, especially when he lost himself in the heat of the moment.“I

The next morning, Luna woke up feeling unwell for no apparent reason. She was feverish and slightly dizzy. She remembered feeling fine the previous day, but she hadn’t expected to wake up with her body humming with a strange, restless heat. “Why do I feel so weak all over?” Luna said as she slowly got up from her bed, her limbs trembling slightly. Even though every muscle in her body screamed for rest, she still needed to go to work. Luna forced herself out of bed, quickly washed up, and changed into her office attire, the fabric feeling too tight against her overheated skin. When she went downstairs, she headed straight to the kitchen, where she found her twins having breakfast. “Good morning, Mama!” the twins greeted her together, their cheerful voices making Luna manage a weak smile. “Good morning. Where’s your Aunt Dianna?” “She went out to buy eggs because we ran out,” Leo replied, while Leon stared at her with a furrowed brow. “Mama, are you okay? You look pale,” Le

Luna sat on the long sofa, the twins flanking her on either side, both sets of eyes fixed on Valerian, who stood before them. Luna couldn't bring herself to meet Valerian's gaze after he'd learned the truth about her. She could still fight to conceal her omega status, but in that moment, Luna didn't know how she could deny him the truth about her twins – twins she didn't even know were in Valerian's hotel. "Well? Aren't you going to say something?" Valerian asked, his tone serious, but Luna was unable to speak. "I'm asking you, Luna. Now that you've verified that you're the omega from eight years ago, and you've hidden your identity for almost a year, why don't you explain who these two children beside you are, and why they look so much like me? You said you didn't get pregnant that night when I knotted you, so who are they?" Valerian stated, barely holding back his frustration. He desperately wanted a straight answer from her. "Luna! I'm talking to--" "--Don't yell at my mom!"