Twice Rejected: The Scarred Omega Queen

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bration, and every face I saw was lit with joy, painted in the flickering orange glow of the flames. My own heart hamme

mate is wai

d mate. This single, shimmering hope was all that kept me going, the promise that I coul

ing the air. But I ignored it all, my senses tuned to one thing only: Zane's unique scent, t

s draped possessively around the waist of Cassia, the pack's most beautiful warri

washed over me, dousing the hopeful warmth in my che

ed from me to Zane and back again, their expressions shifting from celeb

y voice trembling when I fi

. Not love, not even recognition. Just a flash of pure

er lips curving into a triumphant smirk a

f to meet his gaze. "We are fated ma

nough for everyone in the vicinity to hear.

cal hand. The blood drained from my face

ce cracking. "From the day we met on

tterly ruthless. He finally raised his free hand,

, Elara," he said, his vo

ng I'd spent my life trying to hide. The old, silvery scar that ra

ly, a motion I'd made a mil

wrist like a manacle, stopping me. "Don't hid

hotter than the bonfire. It w

is voice rising, projecting for the crowd. "A female who

. The word I'd heard whispered behind my back my entire life. Hea

a howled in my mind, a soun

ncing hell. The man I had loved, the man who had whispered promi

..." The plea di

ntire pack, raising his arms high. His voice was a booming declaration of p

shattered. I knew what was co

te, held no trace of mercy. He was a king

ords that would sever my soul. The entire clearing fell sil

word, any word, but nothing came out. I was trappe

d, Alpha of the B