HER FATED MATE IS AN OMEGA

regret at the moment?

How could she? The memories were everywhere, clinging to the corners of her vision like a lewdity, greasy and unwanted. She ran a hand over the back

e had wasted the entirety of her twenties on

ccounts; she was the one with the command in her blood. Her father, President Alexander Vance, ruled the entire nati

had served him, his ungrateful mother, and his leeching siblings at their table every single day. She, a dominant Alpha of the most powerful lineage in the country, had masked her pher

ers onto the stained kitchen table played on a loop in her h

e had asked, her voice stead

ds that had scrubbed floors and sold drinks in neon-lit clubs just to pay for Greene's tuition. She had built him. She had carved a man out of

?" Her heart had trembled

tie, the one she'd bought him. "She's an Alpha. I knew her from college and sh

yed, or he was a fool, or perhaps some social climber had successfully draped themselves in her stolen shadow.

across the table like he was feeding a stray dog. "That's w

kety house." She broke into a jagged laugh that didn't reach her eyes. "My father was right about one thing: everyone is supposed to be trea

tably as the air in the small room suddenly felt

them. I should've known when to walk away instead of sucking it all up like a fool." She sprang to her feet, her posture shifting. Gone was the slu

therapist stammered, r

ance, the most powerful man in all of America. I'm his heire

ll above the door chiming a funeral dirge for her old life. Outside

a coin, a distress beacon she hadn't touched since the night she climbed out of

flecked eyes. She looked at her phone one last time. A text from Greene's mother sat on the screen: Don't forget

ed the thread and tossed the

ooking up as three sleek, black V-22 Ospreys tore through the clouds, their flight path direct and unapologet

t forced the onlookers to shield their eyes. Soldiers in tactical gear, bearing

bered as a young lieutenant, hit the

gines. "The President has been tracking your sign

a..." He called with a distant famili

uit, his physique was quite striking. His blue eyes were drowning... She didn't have the time to admire him as she walked past and set onto th

d as soon as they sat in the