The Crippled Alpha's Secret Reborn Mate

Chapter 5

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arrived. Her lips parted, and a sound escaped her throat, something between a warning and a whimper. Her fingers twitched against the ben

her against the backrest. "It's alright, Aniyah," I murmur

The weak, crying Omega vanished. I faced Dam

clear and steady. "Do you really

eyes widen almost imperceptibly. A

aid simply

ied. "Then let

he battle of wills unfolding over her unconscious form. Damo

ir sh

ders like a lead mantle. Then it hit full force. Damon's Alpha aura rolled through

-as though even unconscious, she felt the crushing weight of his authority. Even the leaves

ely a ghost-cowered somewhere deep inside me,

idn

dug crescents into my palms, drawing blood I could smell beneath the

d his

d. The pressure intensifi

me in short, ragged gasps. But I stood, teeth

le, yet steady as stone. "But then you'll never learn

anished. Just like that. I sucked in air

amusement returned, sharper now, ed

he said quietly. "You have

aying out my terms. "You forget you ever saw me or my attenda

e worth my silence?" he asked, a

ice so only he could hear. "Info

t time, the calm mask cracked. His pupils contracted,

es and assassins that moved through the packs like a plague

hunting them for years, convinced they were

he growled, the soun

used, letting the silence stretch, letting him hunger for it. The

controlled The Veil, his power was far greater, far more insidious than anyone knew. It explained everything-ho

d, his voice tight

tion the down payment on our deal. You keep my secret

could see it. I nee

free from beneath my dress. It was a small, unassuming charm in the shape o

list of his, a man who had died trying to protect me in my last life. H

alliance. Accept it, and our deal is made. You gain

my face. He saw me then, not as a weak Omega, but as what I was: a strat

a risk, but the reward w

ached

n't take t

over mine, engulfing my cold finger

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“I was forced to attend the grand Bloom Gala. My stepsister, April, glided towards me in her emerald dress and pressed a glass of champagne into my hand. "Drink this. You must be nervous," she smiled, as sweet as poison. It was this exact glass of drugged wine that started my ultimate ruin. After drinking it, I lost consciousness and was dragged to the Nightingale Pavilion, where I was forcibly mated by Alpha Hamilton. April then orchestrated a grand show, leading the entire party to "discover" my scandal. I was instantly branded a shameless Omega, paraded as a disgrace, and became nothing but a stepping stone for Hamilton's ambition to take the throne. When I was no longer useful, he chained me in a damp dungeon and slid a silver blade into my pregnant belly. I screamed silently as the life drained from me, the warmth of my unborn child turning cold. April just stood there, watching my gruesome death with hidden malice. Until I died, I couldn't accept it. Why did my own family weave such a vicious web just to destroy me for power? The sharp sound of shattering glass suddenly pulled me back from the nightmare. I stared down at my pale, unscarred hands and flattened my palm against my stomach. It was empty. Safe. I had been reborn to the night I was sixteen, right before the trap was sprung. Looking at April's expectant eyes, I calmly tipped the poisoned champagne into a potted fern. The lamb they had led to slaughter was dead, and the wolf had returned for blood.”