Rejected Omega, Secret Bride of the Billionaire Lycan

Author: Julian Reid

Chapter 1

Word Count: 748 | Released on: Today at 19:16

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cky wooden counter. I stared at the amber liquid in my glass, the cheap whiskey bu

ntire world shattered under the crystal chandel

irs behind the scenes. But when the Alpha of the Silvermoon Pack paraded his beautiful, pure-bl

r his cruel, dismissive voice echoing o

ty case my Pack took in. Barely an

meant you were defective. A burden. I had spent years enduring the Pack's whispers, letting Caleb control me just to

ty thing like you should

my eyes snapping open. Two human men had boxed me in. The

his hand away. But without a wolf to grant m

ch," the second man snee

the barstool, but they pressed closer, trapping

erature in the

. A scent washed over me-a violent, intoxicating blend of sharp cedarwood, a raging rainstorm, and rich Cuba

re he was thrown backward, crashing into a table of empty bottles. His friend took one look at

turned

stretched over broad, muscular shoulders. But it was his eyes that made my breath hitch-de

Yet, the moment his gaze locked onto mine, a s

an on the floor. He just stared down at me, his j

coming w

ble. It wasn't a request. It was

he reached out and his large, calloused hand wrapped around my wrist, a jolt of p

I shouldn't be

diating from him stripped away my last ounce of resistance. I let him pul

iting beast. He opened the heavy door and guided me

and rainstorm scent. I pressed myself against the cold leather of the door, my head spinning wildly as the c

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Rejected Omega, Secret Bride of the Billionaire Lycan

Julian Reid Werewolf

“I was the Thornton Pack's brilliant but "wolfless" assistant, a defect they treated like a charity case. After years of letting the Alpha, Caleb, control me to prove my worth, he publicly humiliated and discarded me for a pure-blooded pack princess. Heartbroken and drunk at a bar, I accidentally bit and marked a terrifying stranger who saved me from two creeps. I woke up to find out I had drunkenly claimed Damien Blackwood-a ruthless billionaire and the apex Lycan King of the werewolf world. To prevent a pack war over the claiming mark, Damien trapped me in a two-year contract marriage, treating me like a convenient political tool. Right after we signed the papers, I got a call from the police. My little brother, Jamison, had been arrested for punching Caleb, who was bragging about ruining my dignity. At the precinct, Caleb sneered at my misery, threatening to destroy my brother's future. Seeing the fresh bite mark on my neck, Jamison exploded in handcuffs, screaming that Damien had blackmailed me into his bed to get him out of jail. I begged Damien to step outside so I could explain this horrific misunderstanding, feeling like I had sold my soul to a cold-blooded predator. But Damien ignored my pleas. He pulled me behind him, his suffocating Lycan aura crushing everyone in the room. "Yes, she was with me last night, because she is my wife." Before anyone could process the shock, his eyes darkened with a terrifying, unhinged possessiveness. "And I didn't marry her to solve a problem. I married her because I've been in love with her for ten years." I stared at his broad back, my blood running cold as I realized I had no idea what kind of monster I had just bound my life to.”