THE BETRAYED ALPHA

Betrayal.

Such a straightforward word, yet so profound.

Because I was brought into this world without my will, betrayal could be used to characterise my entire life.

A youngster who was never intended to belong anywhere was unwanted and unloved.

In the Novilunium Pack, my mother was an omega.

Her nearly waist-length jet-black hair was styled in a low ponytail. She had gorgeous emerald eyes and thick chocolate skin. According to what I've heard, they were the darkest green, and gazing into them was like seeing directly into the skies. It was as though Aphrodite herself had visited and blessed my mother.

According to what I've heard, she was a stunning dark chocolate wolf with white fur covering her tummy.

Because my mom passed away while giving birth to me, I've never met her.

Wolves who give birth to puppies without their partners run a higher risk of difficulties. The pups hardly ever even make it to birth, and those few that do usually pass away right afterwards.

A rogue wolf beat and sexually assaulted my mother, resulting in an unintended, difficult pregnancy.

Her and her wolf were broken because the rogue wolf had killed her mate when he tried to save her.