Aria's POV I was born into a family with an Omega bloodline. My parents worked as slaves to ensure that I was fed well and survived despite harsh circumstances. I was born with a problem, one I was mocked for as I grew. I couldn't shift, not even when I entered the age for shifting. My mother felt I was cursed. She would cry to the moon goddess each night asking for a reason for my birth if I was just going to suffer all the days of my life. I felt cursed, not only because I couldn't shift but also because I wouldn't be able to recognize my mate. I indulged in reading werewolf Novels, searching for one that showed my kind of life. Searching for an answer I didn't have a question to. I wrestled in bed trying to wake up from my sleep but I was too trapped in my mind. The moon goddess had called for me. "Aria, Aria," she called. "Yes Moon Goddess," I replied looking anywhere but her face. "I'm Fiona Little One," she introduced. "Why did you appear to me?" I questioned. "Because y
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