His Unwanted Omega's Defiant Second Chance

Chapter 7

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like a mouthful

spasm that racked my entire

ndeliers. No s

ttered windshield of a compact sedan. Thick, toxic smoke filled the ca

pinned tight across my collarbone, pinning me against the steering wheel. The front

rembling hand, pressi

smoke. No blood-s

enim jeans. My hands were smooth, the skin pale and completely free of the de

ew mirror, angling i

ng back was tw

es still soft with residual youth. Wide, startlingly bright blu

ncy brake and the console, its cracked

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I was reborn. It was eight years ago-the exact night of my twentieth birthday

my chest, I had laid in this ditch for six hours, terrified, waiting for Greg to send a r

gh the dashboard, melting the plastic air vents. The fire was

completely warped, melte

nylon cut into my neck. "I didn't crawl out of

within the marrow of my fro

t the trembling submissi

imordial snarl that resonat

. My vision sharpened instantly, cutting through the black smoke like an infrare

ses of my skull-a massive, silver-furred beast rising from

fist and drove it down onto th

rial latch sheared

slammed my shoulder against

ike wet parchment. The door flew off its fr

e gravel shoulder, scrambling on hands an

e brush. A fireball tore into the midnight sk

ng, listening to the crackle of the flame

iped the soot and blood from my

bright halogen lights of the Schneider Pack t

pulse of an awakened wolf thrumming b

I whispered to the night wind

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“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.”