Rejected Omega, Secret Bride of the Billionaire Lycan

Chapter 7

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he reality of Jamison sitting in a holding cell clawed at my min

a nervous habit born from years of walking on eggshells, a desperate attempt to ground myself t

moved. With an irresistible, terrifying force, he grabbed my wrist and pried my hand away from my m

a suffocating, forced calm. I was too exhausted from the emotional whiplash to fight him. I let my hand go limp i

sharp, charcoal-gray eyes losing focus. He was using the Mind-Link again. I watche

was glacial. He turned to me, his

Upper East Side," Damien stated. "The other party suffered a broken nose an

zed my lungs. *

. The ghost from my past life had just wrappe

n-year-old secret I had guarded with my life spilled out like venom from a festering wound. "Jamison's college scholarship-it's entirely funded by a found

confined cabin exploded, turning the air into a

capable pressure. He forced my face up. His eyes were no longer ch

e that vibrated in my teeth. "I am the root. That name, and everything attached to it, means n

s vow silenced my sobs. He wasn't just

former tormentor, the Maybach glided to a smooth halt. Through the tinted glass, the im

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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.”