Rejected Omega, Secret Bride of the Billionaire Lycan

Chapter 4

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rozen against the freezing edge of the marble counter. I stared at the bold le

I looked up into his ruthless, charcoal eyes.

e evaluated a distressed asset. "You, a wolfless from a rival Pack, with no political standing, are the per

icie

*charity case* in front of his entire Pack. To Caleb, I was garbage to be discarded. To the Lycan King standing before me, I was just a con

ghtly. He noticed my flinc

heavy scent of sharp cedarwood, a raging rainstorm, and ric

ty register meant only for me. "When it ends, you walk away with an eight-figure trust f

ison's name. He had inve

me completely. "As my Mate, my Luna, you will never again be a wolfless charity case. You

ing wound in my soul and offered the exact cure I had spent my ent

mien immediately placed a heavy, sol

trauma, exhaustion, and the desperate need to escape my pathe

eral fervor ignited in Damien's eyes. It was a terrifying, predatory hunger that made my blood run

d strode over to a titanium safe embedded in the

ely devoid of the seductive warmth from a moment ago. "There is

ep up with his whiplash-inducing sh

ted, checking the heavy Rolex on hi

ay back up my throat. "Today? Y

Pack Elders and my rivals are already circling. We mu

a silent demand for obedience. I was entirely powerless. In less than twelve hours, my

lked toward the bedroom, the ticking of his watch ech

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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.”