The Alpha's Unwanted Omega Medicine

e silver-poison curse that wracked his body with agony, and he promised that if

her woman. He demanded the key to his penthouse b

our service,"

arly drowned my sick mother in a swamp to force a confession out of me. When she framed me aga

e protected me could become my greatest t

me of trying to trap him when Lila walked in. That day, I severed our bond and left for a rival

pte

hina'

k sheets of his king-sized bed, my skin still tingling where his hands had been. The familiar scent of him-pine after a thunderstor

had been his secret, the only cure for the silver-poison curse that periodically wracked his body with agony. My touch

ice flat, devoid of the passion

the sheet over m

ormy sky, were now like chips of ice. "The key to t

than the rain lashing against the glass. "W

raphina," he cut in sharpl

wallet, his movements precise and detached. He

ng a business merger. "I'll be announcing her as my chos

she-wolf in the pack, barely nineteen, with wide, inn

n't want Lila to find anything of yours here. It would displease her." He pulled a sleek black card from his wallet and to

comfort, his medicine, his secret

rrior to settle down with. Have some pups. It's what Omegas are good for." He gestured vaguely at the small vase on my nightstand, where a single, deli

a territorial battle, and in a haze of pain, found that my touch was the only thing that could soothe the curse. He'd promised me then,

ving us a chance. I later learned the truth: I was j

thralled. He started pushing me away, preferring to endure the curse's torment while clu

s my mother. The Mind-Link, our pack's way of speaking heart

u okay, my sweet g

warm, a stark contr

back, trying to keep the

k. He's woken up! After six long years, th

ck who had been put into a magical coma fighting Rogues to protect his lan

t. A sign.

omeone else. I'm coming home. We're leaving. As soon as I get my adulthood cer

few belongings into a small suitcase. I left the black card on the pristine wh

on the ground floor, my heart stopped. Kaelen was walking through the lobby, his a

of the Omega servants," he said to Lila, his voice l

h, you poor thing," she cooed, her voice dripping with fake sympathy. "It must be s

, a crystal sculpture called the 'Tear of the Moon Goddess'-an award for m

floor and shattered into a

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