All Chapters of Weakest Omega to Luna: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

My eighteenth birthday turned out to be the absolute worst day of my life. It was the day when my inner wolf finally awakened, only to reveal the devastating fact that I was the weakest omega in the entire pack. As if being the favorite target for local bullies wasn’t humiliating enough, it seemed the Moon Goddess herself harbored a personal vendetta against me. Overnight, I plummeted to the absolute bottom of werewolf society, and for an orphan with no bloodline to protect her, that kind of weakness was practically a death sentence.​The only saving grace in my life was my foster family, or more accurately, my foster father. As the pack's Beta, Wilson held a position of immense power and respect. Being raised under his roof granted me societal privileges an ordinary orphan could only dream of, but those exact perks only painted a larger target on my back. My foster siblings detested me, and my foster mother, Ebisha, barely tolerated my breathing. According to the story I had al

“Tell the DJ to play something lively," Dior barked, a cruel, satisfied grin appearing on his face as he dropped heavily into a chair. "Looks like we're about to get ourselves a show."​A ripple of mocking laughter roared through the room. I hurriedly wiped the remaining tears from my eyes just as the bass of a fast-paced track began to thud through the speakers.​"Smile, Granny," Dior called out over the music, his voice dripping with condescension. "Nobody wants to look at a crying face."​I forced the corners of my lips upward. My legs felt heavy, as I climbed onto one of the long wooden tables. The music echoed off the high ceilings of the hall, I began to sway awkwardly. I moved my hips and arms just enough, to satisfy their twisted amusement.​The room instantly erupted into a chorus of cheers, whistles, and drunken jeers. A few girls near the front joined in, mimicking my stiff movements and laughing hysterically, treating me as nothing more than cheap entertainment for the

A small smile stayed on my face the entire walk home. For the first time in a long while, hope had found its way into my heart. It felt so unfamiliar that I almost forgot what was waiting for me at home, until the moment I stepped through the front door and my smile instantly disappeared.​Ebisha stood in the hallway with her arms tightly folded across her chest, waiting for me. Before I could utter a single word, her palm crashed against the very same cheek Alvin had struck earlier. Pain shot through my face, sending me stumbling backward.​"How dare you ruin Abigail's party!" she screamed.​I opened my mouth to defend myself, gasping out, "I didn't—" but my words were cut short as her foot slammed heavily into my stomach. I rolled over from the force, desperately gasping for air.​"You ungrateful girl!" Ebisha hissed, glaring down at me as though I were something filthy beneath her shoe. "You went there throwing yourself at every man you saw, and then you tried to seduce the Alp

I couldn't speak with a gun pressed against my head. Cold sweat broke across my skin, and my heart hammered violently against my ribs as fear took complete control of me.​"Talk."​The man pressed the barrel harder against my temple.​"I—I am Lucia... of Blackwood Pack," I managed to say, my voice trembling uncontrollably.​The cold metal suddenly disappeared. He lowered the weapon.​"I apologize. I hadn't realized you were a woman." His voice was still deep, but the earlier menace had vanished, sounding almost gentle now. "You should sit properly."​"I'll stain your seats with mud."​"It's not a problem," he said casually. "I can have the seats changed. Or buy another car."​I blinked in disbelief. One minute, this man had nearly frightened the life out of me the next, he was being the sweetest gentleman I'd ever encountered. I didn't know how to react.​But there was something else about him, his presence, his aura. The intimidating Alpha energy radiating from him made my wolf immed

I screamed.​The moment Eren rejected me, it felt as though something inside my chest had been ripped apart.​The mate bond.​It strained violently between us, tearing through my body with an agony I had never experienced before.​“No, Eren... please!”​I reached toward him, tears streaming down my face.​He was hurting too. I could see it in the way his jaw tightened and his expression twisted. But whatever pain he felt couldn't have compared to mine.​“Get out of here before I do something worse,” he snapped.​I stumbled toward him. “Please...”​“You don't listen, do you?” Alvin's voice cut through the chaos. “The Alpha's son wants you out.”​He and Dior grabbed me from either side. I kicked. I screamed. I fought with everything I had. But they dragged me toward the entrance while everyone watched. No one stopped them. No one helped me. My silver hair spilled from beneath my scarf as I struggled, strands whipping wildly around my face.​Then the mansion doors slammed shut.​“Stay a