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Not Just an Incubator: The Omega's Revenge

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 1078    |    Released on: 15/12/2025

a

s was not just viol

dry. I gripped the porcelain of the toilet bowl, my knuckles white, retching

are yo

in a pristine grey suit, every line sharp and unyielding.

a towel that suddenly felt too rough against

ed at me with a flicker of impatience, as if my vomiting were a scheduling confli

ing late" for thr

Alpha scent-a musk that felt engineered rather than earned-there was something else.

ut through the Mind-

at

u there? I fee

shut. Like a door slammed in my

embers whispered when I walked by, their

isper in the kitchen. "Walking around li

issed. "The Alph

What didn

opened, bringing a draft of

ed out. "Come

the living r

rved from ice and venom. She had the same dark hair, the same pale skin, the same curv

that clung to her cur

possessively on the small of her back. "A distant c

Her eyes were devoid of warm

voice was smooth, like velvet ov

I said, extending a han

just smiled, a tight, preda

und I hadn't heard in months. He poured her wine. He leaned in when she spoke, creating a private worl

ounding thin in the heavy air, "

raight at Ethan over the rim of her glass. "I take t

sick

yself to the restroom. On my way back, I passed a shad

his head. "Bringing the mistress into

cal knowing. "She's his intended Mate. Look at them. He only took the Omega for

tilted o

ped over my mouth to stifle a

hammering against my ribs. I needed to

y from the hamper. I buried my face in i

was. Th

was Ethan's scent-his *real* scent, not the colog

ropped the shirt. It hit t

awers, papers flying like frightened birds, until I found th

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han's sharp script: "Target: Artificial

emical witch's brew

g around me. The "warmth" I felt? The

va

mind again. It was weak, fadin

ap

not... who he says.

screamed

slipping on the screen, and dialed

unded annoyed

tearing from my throat. "Please, Ethan.

woman's laughter in the bac

is happening tonight. Olivia needs my help. S

ne wen

omach. The moon hung outside the window,

chose business.

down at

e life inside me, tears dripping

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Not Just an Incubator: The Omega's Revenge
Not Just an Incubator: The Omega's Revenge
“I thought I was the luckiest Omega in the world when the Alpha of the New Moon Pack chose me. I was pregnant with his heir, sleeping in his bed, believing the warmth I felt was love. But then I found the medical report hidden in his desk. "Subject: Scent Modulator. Dosage: High." It wasn't a fated bond. It was a drug. He was chemically forcing me to love him. My best friend dragged me to a restaurant window, and I watched him kiss my cousin, Olivia. Through the glass, I heard the words that shattered my soul. "Just a few more months," Ethan told her, caressing her hand. "Once the incubator drops the brat, we'll dispose of her. Then we raise the heir as ours." I was never his Luna. I was livestock. A walking womb chosen for my bloodline compatibility because his mistress was barren. My father had tried to warn me with his dying breath, but I had been too blinded by the synthetic scent to listen. Grief threatened to kill me, but the White Wolf inside me woke up screaming for vengeance. I went back to the house. I didn't pack a bag. I went straight to the kitchen and brewed a tea of Wolfsbane and Mugwort. I drank it all, weeping as I felt the bond to the baby snap. Then, I walked into our bedroom, left the divorce papers on his pillow, and whispered into the mind-link: "I, Ava Miller, reject you, Ethan Cole, as my mate." As he screamed in my head, I blocked him and walked into the rain. He thought he broke a weak Omega. He didn't know he had just unleashed a White Wolf.”
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