The Omega's Revenge: No Longer His Luna

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, whispering prayers like some lovesick fool. Now, I can't even look at it. I've draped black sheets

cherish me, who would finally make me feel whole. And yet, what had she given me? Rejection. Pain. Loneliness.

er watching over us, guiding us toward our destined mates-lies. She hadn't been watching over me. If she had, she wo

me with a wound

d promise me forever, look into my soul and tell me I was enough, that I was loved. But now, I can b

s with a mate, only to let us

I was tired of crying. Tired of being the one left bro

right. Every prayer. Every offering. Was it fun watching me make

me. That I was ever meant for something other than this endl

d change everything-could save me from this hellish place. But I was wrong. Everything did change, fr

om. But never in my worst nightmares did I think he could make my mate hate me.

s my omega wolf, always fragile and rarely speaking to me. We had both clung to the hope tha

almost drowned out by my own thoughts. My heart shattered hearing how weak she

hough we both knew it was a

giving me hope despite her weakening state. I wished

ted. "I know that. I still b

s soon as I heard that na

o suffer, so she mated me to someone my father had hurt. If love wasn't

, Ray," I whispered. "And d

arl

et, jarring me from my thoughts. My heart raced as I looked towa

harsh, venomous voice on the other si

hat was about to happen. The old floorboa

apple of my father's eye. Her eyes were blazing, her lips twisted

to hear me when I was kn

ay knock? I glanced at the dent in the door

Nina pressed on, moving closer

thing I wasn't. Strong, favored, the golden child in my father's eyes. And I? I was the

ou to talk?" I shut my mouth, watching her spea

use I meant it, but because I kn

rolling off her tongue like an insult. It was. To her, to

submission only fueled her anger, like offering gasoline to a fire. Before I could react, she grabbed me by the hem of my cloth

al force. My body hit the ground hard, and pain shot through me. I could t

's voice boomed from the living r

e a second. She

rld spun around me as I watched my father open his arms for her. He

is disappointment was evident. I didn't understand it at first. Was it because I was an omega? I wasn't born as one. I re

sick. Before Ray turned into an om

her finger pointing directly at me, still

ied to explain,

as he stepped toward me.

urt her." I wondered if he was blind

lothes before demanding

o hear that I was guilty. He wanted to hear me say it. But I refus

echoing through the room. I didn't flinch. What was le

My voice c

he spat, his voice full of disgust as he shov

. Tired of

father, leaving a tra

when I touched his feet, and I

lease k