The Dominant Omega And Her Submissive Alpha
The palace guards bowed low, their spears forming a silent corridor of honor.
But what truly made them stare wasn’t the children. It was me. Not the frightened girl I once was. Not the orphan tucked in shadows. But the Ultimate Luna reborn. Every step I took echoed with quiet strength. My aura wasn’t loud or aggressive, it was serene, ancient, absolute. I didn’t speak, and yet they parted for me.
Helios followed close behind, still Alpha in blood, but now clearly my equal in presence. The way he watched me, filled with awe and something like reverence, confirmed what I already knew: submission had never made him lesser. It had only made him stronger.