The Rejected Omega: Lunawolf
I felt a sharp blade graze my neck, one of his guards had moved behind me, ready to strike.
"N-no, sir," I stammered. "I haven’t shifted yet."
Disgust filled his eyes. He ran a hand through his hair and began to laugh like a madman. "Is this a joke? I am Calhoun Northman, the Demon Wolf, the Great Conqueror! And I am mated to this… pathetic omega?"
Nearby, Derrick looked up in shock. Only a short time ago, Derrick had realized I was his fated mate and rejected me instantly. Now, he just kept his head down, too afraid to say a word.
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