He Rejected an Omega, I Returned a Queen
After sixty-six months of waiting,on the day of our Mating Ceremony, my fated mate, Alpha Asher, rejected me.
He held his first love, Cora, in his arms, his gaze on me cold and cruel.
"Cora is already carrying my pup," he said, his voice void of any warmth. "I am rejecting you. Once the pup is born and its place in the pack is secure, we can still be mates."
He added, a cruel smirk on his face, "Besides, being my mate is the greatest honor an Omega like you could ever hope for."
Everyone expected me to endure the humiliation, to wait quietly for Asher to come back and finally accept me.
But that very night, I followed the Moon Goddess's guidance and left for good.
Five years later, I returned to my old home. My mate Ronan called away on urgent business.
So he had no choice but to arrange for a local Alpha to greet me.
I never expected it would be him: my ex-mate, Alpha Asher.
Exhausted from the long journey and weary from my pregnancy, I was met with mockery.
With Cora on his arm, he sneered at my plain clothes, telling me I was nothing without him.
"Seeing as you've hit rock bottom and look like some pathetic rogue, I suppose we can be generous enough to take you in. Our pup could use a healer."
I just laughed coldly and refused.
He has no idea — I’m now the Luna Queen to the Alpha King.
His entire pack existed only at my mercy.