Marked as the Ruthless Alpha's Vengeful Luna

“I was supposed to marry the future Alpha of the Blackwood Pack today to save my dying family. Instead, minutes before the Uniting Ceremony, my maid handed me a tablet showing my fiancé, Julian, holding hands with a human in Paris. His public post read: "Fuck the chains. Chasing freedom." My father didn't comfort me. He looked at me like a failed investment and ordered me to fly to Paris to beg Julian to come back. My cousin disgustingly offered to take his "sloppy seconds" just to keep our alliance. Worse, the Blackwood officials stepped in. To save their own reputation, they decided to cancel the wedding and publicly announce that I, a wolfless Omega, was deemed impure by the Moon Goddess. This lie was a death sentence. It would void our pack's protection, allowing rival alphas to slaughter my family and annex our lands by tomorrow night. To all of them, my shattered dignity meant absolutely nothing. I was just a broken sacrifice, ready to be thrown to the wolves or sold to the lowest bidder. Why should I take the fall and lose everything for a coward who chose a human over his duty? The last shred of my obedience died right then and there. I pushed past my abusive family, walked straight down to the VIP lounge, and locked the heavy mahogany doors behind me. Looking the terrifying true Alpha, Damien Blackwood, dead in the eye, I offered him a victory. "Marry me instead."”