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CHAPTER 1: THREE YEARS TOO QUIET

CHAPTER 2: THE SMILE THAT CUTS

Bianca's laughter followed me all the way back to the servants' corridor.I told myself not to react. Not to give her the satisfaction. Omegas survived by enduring—by swallowing pain until it burned holes through the chest and learning to breathe anyway.Still, my hands shook as I scrubbed the counter, my wolf restless beneath my skin.The kitchen was empty now. Adrian and Bianca had disappeared into the packhouse, their voices fading into the halls where I wasn't allowed unless I was cleaning. I focused on the rhythmic motion of the cloth against marble, tried to lose myself in the simple, mindless work.But my mind wouldn't quiet.After tonight, no one will ever believe you were his.What did that mean? What could it possibly mean except—No.I reached for the bond, that golden thread that had connected us for three years. The one that pulsed with warmth whenever Adrian was near, that whispered mine in the quiet moments when his hand found mine in the dark.Adrian.I sent the though

CHAPTER 3: SILENCE IS AN ANSWER

I tried again.Adrian, please.I sent the thought down the bond as I climbed the stairs toward the main packhouse, my hand gripping the railing like it was the only thing keeping me upright. My heart hammered against my ribs, each beat a desperate prayer that Bianca had been lying, that the mark on her throat was fake, that this was all some terrible misunderstanding.The bond felt... muted. Not gone. Just distant. Like shouting into fog and hearing nothing echo back.But it was still there. That had to mean something.I reached the second floor where the offices were, where the important wolves conducted pack business in rooms I was only allowed to enter when I was cleaning them. The hallway smelled like leather and old wood and power—the kind that pressed down on my shoulders and reminded me exactly where I stood in the hierarchy.At the very bottom.Adrian was there.He stood outside the Alpha's office, his back to me, his posture rigid. Even from behind, he looked every inch the h

CHAPTER 4: DRESSED TO DISAPPEAR

I wore gray. Simple. Forgettable.The dress was old, borrowed from the servant quarters' communal closet where omegas kept clothes for formal occasions we were required to attend but never truly belonged at. It hung loose on my frame, the fabric worn soft from too many washings, the color designed to blend into shadows.To disappear.That was what I wanted. To stand in the back of the pack hall and become invisible again, the way I had always been invisible. Before Adrian. Before the bond. Before hope had crept into my chest and made me believe I could be something more.Bianca wore white.Of course she did.I saw her from across the garden as the pack began gathering, her dress catching the last rays of sunlight like it was woven from starlight itself. It clung to her curves, elegant and perfect, with delicate beading that sparkled with every movement. Her hair fell in golden waves down her back, and someone had woven tiny white flowers into the strands.She looked like a Luna.She l

CHAPTER 5: THE WORDS THAT BROKE ME

"My son has chosen his mate."Alpha Marcus's voice rang through the hall like a death knell.Time slowed.Everything around me blurred—the faces of the pack, the candles flickering along the walls, the flowers decorating the platform. All of it faded into background noise, meaningless and distant.All I could see was Adrian.I searched his face, silently begging him to look at me. To see me standing here, breaking apart in front of everyone. To remember what we had been, what we had shared, what he had promised me in the dark when no one else was listening.Please, I thought desperately. Please look at me.He didn't.His eyes stayed fixed on Bianca, on her perfect smile and her white dress and the mark on her throat that he had put there. He looked at her like she was the only thing in the room worth seeing.Like I didn't exist.Like I had never existed."Bianca Reeves," Marcus announced, his hand resting on my sister's shoulder with paternal pride. "Daughter of my Beta, a wolf of str

CHAPTER 6: AFTER THE LAUGHTER

I don't remember leaving the hall.The moments blurred together like watercolors in rain—colors bleeding into each other until nothing made sense anymore. One second I was on my knees, screaming as the bond shattered. The next, hands were on me, pulling me upright with rough efficiency.Not gentle hands.Not helping hands.Hands that wanted me gone.I remember the sound of laughter following me like teeth at my back. Sharp. Vicious. The kind of laughter that found joy in watching someone break."So dramatic," someone scoffed from the crowd."Typical omega," another voice said, dripping with contempt. "Always making everything about themselves.""Did she really think Adrian would choose her?""Delusional."The words swirled around me, each one a small knife finding soft places to cut. My vision swam. My legs wouldn't hold me properly. Everything hurt—my chest, my head, my soul.But worse than the pain was the silence inside me.My wolf didn't answer.She had always been there, a consta

CHAPTER 7: NO DAUGHTER OF MINE

The rain was cold. Merciless.It started as a drizzle while I stood alone in the gardens, then quickly turned into a downpour that soaked through my gray dress within seconds. The thin fabric clung to my skin, heavy and uncomfortable, but I barely felt it.Everything inside me was numb.I stood in the courtyard between the gardens and the pack hall, rain streaming down my face, mixing with the blood from my split lip. My hair hung in wet tangles around my shoulders. My hands trembled at my sides.I looked like exactly what I was.Broken. Discarded. Nothing.Inside the hall, music and celebration resumed as if nothing had happened. As if a wolf hadn't just been publicly destroyed in front of the entire pack. The sounds drifted through the closed doors—laughter, cheers, the clink of glasses.They were toasting Adrian and Bianca.Celebrating their future.No one was thinking about me.I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to stop the shaking. It didn't help. The cold had settled deep i

CHAPTER 8: THE PUNISHMENT

They didn't exile me.That would have been mercy.Instead, Alpha Marcus summoned me to his office at dawn. I stood before his massive desk, still wearing my rain-soaked dress from the night before, shivering and hollow. My father stood in the corner, his face carefully blank, refusing to look at me."Elena Reeves," the Alpha said, his voice carrying the weight of absolute authority. "You have disrupted pack harmony. Spread false claims about my heir. Caused discord during a sacred ceremony."I wanted to argue. To defend myself. But my wolf was still silent, and without her, I felt powerless."For these crimes," he continued, "the elders have voted. Some wished for immediate exile. Others suggested execution."My blood went cold."However," Marcus leaned back in his chair, studying me like I was an insect pinned to a board, "my Beta has proposed an alternative."My eyes flicked to my father. He still wouldn't look at me."You will remain on pack grounds," the Alpha said. "But you will

CHAPTER 9: SET UP TO FALL

By the third day, the whispers were no longer quiet. They followed me through the packhouse like a shadow I couldn't escape. In the corridors. In the kitchens. In the training hall where I still scrubbed blood from stone on my knees. "She's dangerous," a warrior muttered as I passed with my bucket. "I heard delusional omegas snap," his companion agreed, not bothering to lower his voice. "They become violent. Unpredictable." I kept my head down and kept walking. Three days of this. Three days of rumors spreading like poison through the pack, each one more vicious than the last. And through it all, Adrian never corrected them. I saw him that morning in the main hall, standing with a group of Beta wolves discussing security measures. When one of them mentioned my name—suggested I might be a threat to pack safety—Adrian just nodded thoughtfully. Like it was a reasonable concern. Like he hadn't spent three years holding me in the dark, whispering promises he never intended to keep.

CHAPTER 10: THE CELL

The cell was cold and dark, iron bars humming faintly with warding magic.I felt it the moment they locked me inside—a subtle vibration in the air that pressed against my skin like a warning. The bars weren't just metal. They were spelled. Enchanted to suppress wolf abilities, to keep prisoners weak and contained.Not that I needed magic to keep me weak.My wolf was already gone.I sat in the corner, my back against the damp stone wall, and tried once again to reach for her. That constant presence that had been with me since I was a child. The voice that whispered strength when I had none. The instinct that kept me alive.Please, I thought desperately. Please come back. I need you.Nothing.Just terrible, suffocating silence.My wolf had curled into herself somewhere deep inside me and refused to respond. Like she was protecting herself from pain the only way she knew how—by disappearing completely.Maybe she had the right idea.Hours passed. Or maybe days. Time moved strangely in the

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