Rejected By The Heir, Claimed By The Supreme Alpha

Chapter 2

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Rejected By The Heir, Claimed By The Supreme Alpha

Ty Lyle Werewolf

“I was about to marry Corbin, the adopted Alpha heir of the Shadow Claw Pack, hoping to finally escape my vicious stepmother. But just as I was getting ready, my maid burst in crying. Corbin had run away overnight with a wandering Rogue girl. The entire pack was already seated in the main sanctuary. As a lowly Omega, being abandoned at the altar was a death sentence for my reputation. Through the doors, I could hear the guests snickering. When I walked out, Carie, the first branch's wife, stood up and laughed viciously. "Are you out of your mind? The groom ran off! Who are you going to marry-the air?" If I ran away in disgrace, my stepmother would immediately sell me off to a perverted old Elder in exchange for mining rights. I was supposed to be the ultimate laughingstock, a pathetic Omega with nowhere to go. But I refused to tuck my tail and run. I didn't want to just survive; I wanted the kind of supreme power that would let me crush Corbin under my heel. So, I ripped off my heavy veil, walked straight down the aisle, and pointed my finger right at the nose of Corbin's terrifying adoptive father-Conor Campbell, the billionaire Supreme Alpha. "A father pays his son's debts. Since your son broke his oath, you will fulfill this wedding in his place."”