His Unwanted Omega's Defiant Second Chance

Chapter 3

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lodic, terrifying sound that seemed to pul

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icked open, and five armed Pack Enforcers poured into the room, t

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His Unwanted Omega's Defiant Second Chance

Star Radovsky Werewolf

“I crashed my sister's lavish engagement party to expose the truth: she had stolen my fiancé, my parents, and my life. But instead of justice, I was met with a silver pistol aimed right at my heart. The man holding the gun was Leo, the Pack Gamma I had always viewed as a protective older brother. He didn't hesitate to pull the trigger to protect Cori's perfect facade. As the silver bullet burned through my chest, Cori knelt beside my dying body and whispered the final, agonizing truth. "You were never a Schneider. You were just an orphan my mother picked up to hide my existence." She even admitted to murdering my sickly younger brother just for entertainment. Floating as a spirit, I watched my "father" pat Leo on the shoulder, calling my murder a "necessary sacrifice." My "mother" comforted the smirking Cori. They calmly plotted to frame me as a lunatic and cover up my death. I had spent twenty years living in the attic, wearing hand-me-downs, and begging for a scrap of their love like a stray dog. Why did I let them blind me? Why did I let them take everything? A vortex swallowed my soul, fueled by a hatred so cold it could freeze stars. When I opened my eyes, I was gasping for air inside a burning car. The date on my phone showed it was exactly eight years ago. I kicked the mangled door open, my dormant wolf finally awakening. This time, I'm not here to beg for a family. I'm here to destroy it.”