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I nodded in agreement. “But he usually visited during the holidays until his Father passed away. He had to take over as Alpha and we discovered we were fated mates. I have always been called a wolfless Omega, for Kian it was an insult to be mated to an Omega and one who has not been able to shift for years!!” Eric’s eyes shone in amazement, “No wonder you were unable to heal quickly as expected.” His words tore through my heart leaving me in pain for some minutes.

After the door shut behind him and the butterflies let me go, I collapsed back on the couch. "Wow, so," I glanced over at mom who was sideways to my vision. I flip over so she was right side up and I watched her attempt to pick the right words. "Alpha and Omega, Omega to Luna." Like a water faucet she started to cry, I stand and tug her into a hug.

he mercilessly destroyed half of village until he was brutally killed by army of nearby kingdom …… Oceano and his brother Damon were just 10 years old when they both were orphaned, both twinzaj brothers then vowed to avenge their parents’ death, as time passed they both grew up in the same way their parents had asked them to…. Oceano grew up as Dragon shifter while Damon grew up as Merman… they both had their own time to come out in light… Damon used to stay up in daylight while Oceano used to stay up in night time… in later half of the day they both used to stay in hideout…

How could she be cruel ? To my own mate ? No ! Alpha Ashton's mate can not be treated as trash . “ What time does the restaurant close and open ? ” I asked clenching and unclenching my fists in anger . “ They open by eight in the morning and close by eight at night .” Jerome responded softly . I will go tomorrow and see things for myself , and will feel my wrath when I get there . “ Ashton, you won't be able to go tomorrow . You have to meet your betrothed .”

I could be moving to Outcast in hopes someone will love me. I head to the punch table to calm my nerves, and on the way, I hear the voice of my old friend-enemy fake whispering about me. "Yeah, that's her. The omega who acts like her shit don't stink," she says, and my eyes roll. I don't even acknowledge her by turning around. She has been eighteen for about two months already and will be heading to Outcast soon if she doesn't find her mate. Logan and her have hooked up before. They've even dated; I bet she will be his mate. They are a perfect match.

“With all due respect, Your Grace, we cannot be seen harboring, not just a rogue but an omega with a bastard child, my King. It sets a dangerous precedent. Rumors are starting to spread and after what our kingdom has gone through, some might start to question your judgement.” Elder Maric nodded in agreement. “He’s right. Our kingdom hasn’t seen an omega in centuries and for good reason too. If word of this mutt gets out, it’ll be disastrous. The tribes will see it as weakness.” The word mutt made my blood stir dangerously. A low growl rumbled in my chest before I could stop it.

They sense the strange magic coiled tightly beneath her skin like a restrained storm. “She doesn’t smell like us,” one of the elders murmurs. “She smells like power,” another answers. I bare my teeth slightly, a silent warning. The murmurs die. Rieka arrives late. Deliberately. She wears silver and white, Luna colors meant to remind the pack of her status. Her chin is high, her expression controlled but her scent betrays her. Fear. Jealousy. Rage. Good. I raise my hand, commanding silence. “Today,” I announce, voice carrying effortlessly, “we begin a bond of protection and claim.” A ripple moves through the crowd.

He tossed the pieces into the garbage bin, muttering to himself, "That's where both of you belong." He then turned his attention to a framed picture of himself and Sabina. He tore the picture in half, letting out a bitter laugh. "My biggest mistake is trusting you, Sabina. But thanks to you, I've learned my lessons now," he said, throwing the picture into the bin. Onel sank into the bathtub, trying to push his anger and resentment aside. He was the last surviving omega in the world, and many alphas desired him because only he could give them the perfect son to secure their packs. But he refused to be used like that anymore.

I replied, keeping my tone neutral. His gaze flicked to me, sharp and assessing. “Most first-years don’t last five minutes in high-tier drills,” he said. “You lasted twenty-three.” I shrugged. “Lucky day.” That earned a faint curve of his mouth. Not a smile. Something colder. “Luck doesn’t move like that.” The locker room quieted around us. Not fully—but enough. Alphas listened when Ronan spoke, even when he wasn’t loud. I focused on my laces, hands steady.

Athena's POV I had completely forgotten about Dante’s presence beside me. I turned to him with a pretentious smile and assured him, “It’s nothing to worry about.” He didn’t look convinced so I went further to say, “It’s the trauma I suffered in the vampire kingdom. I haven’t gotten over it.” His worried expression dissolved into compassion as he hugged me. I had to lie. I was an omega after all. No one wanted to have anything to do with us.