The Wolfless Omega's Vow Of Revenge

Chapter 2

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cold, flat surface of the Moonstone Altar. The entire pack surrounded th

his was it. The night I would finally meet my wolf, the night

ad drifted apart over the last two years, the chasm of their status and my orphanhood

or Mom and Dad. For Ren.* I had poured every ounce of my being into training, pushi

hant, began the ritual, calling on the M

earing heat erupted from the base of my spine, a wave of pur

pping, grinding, and trying to reshape itself. I knew there would be pain-everyone went through it-but this was a torturous, br

had melted into expressions of alarm. Their own shifts h

ulsing, the simple white dress I wore fo

's happening?" "It's taking too long." "I can he

ony mask, his brow furrowed,

ing loop. But my form remained stubbornly human. The pain built to an unbearable cresce

that. It

ncontrollably. I was covered in sweat and dirt, but t

ng silence fell o

ck as if she'd been burned, her face a mixture of shock and horror. She shook her head slo

red. The whispers

fail

lf who ca

urse! She

o process what had happened. I looked for Desmond, my eyes pleading with him. The alarm

her mouth, but she couldn't hide the look in her eyes. It w

'd be friends forever, no matter what our wolves looked like-surfaced and the

elf up, but my musc

, hissed from the crowd, that

lfl

dart, and it found its

e me, looming over my pathetic, broken form. His eyes held no pity, no compassion. Only the cold, hard

everything I had hoped for, s

h through the grime on my cheek. The sound of the pack's derisi

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The Wolfless Omega's Vow Of Revenge

Victory Hunter Werewolf

“My parents died as heroes for the Gloomfang Pack, but on my eighteenth birthday, my body violently rejected the shift. Alpha Philip immediately declared me a "Wolfless" abomination, stripping me of my legacy and throwing me into the cellars as an Omega slave. My childhood best friends didn't even try to defend me. Lily smiled in triumph, and Desmond-the Alpha's son-looked at me with pure, unadulterated disgust. For two years, I scrubbed their floors and swallowed their daily humiliations just to keep my little brother safe. Until Lily's birthday party, when the Moon Goddess sent down a divine light and revealed the ultimate cruel joke: Desmond was my Fated Mate. "I reject you, Evelyn Thorne, as my mate." He whispered the words on the terrace, his eyes filled with contempt as the severed bond tore my soul apart. But a second later, he noticed his father watching us from the shadows. Desmond's face instantly morphed into a flawless mask of tender adoration. He pulled me into his arms and announced to the stunned crowd, "Let the Moon Goddess be my witness. Evelyn is my Fated Mate. She is your future Luna." I leaned against his chest, listening to the steady, terrifying heartbeat of a liar. Why did he fake the acceptance? What sick, twisted game are the Alpha and his son playing with my life? They think they have trapped a broken, shiftless Omega. They don't know my wolf is actually awake inside my mind, furious and waiting. I will play his perfect little Luna for now. But when they finally let their guard down, I'm going to tear their pack apart.”