Forsaken by the Alpha, Chosen by Fate

d to finally tell him I was pregnant. As a "Wolfless" Omega, I had alway

n with Harper, a woman wearing the silk robe

n't ask how I was. Instea

es," he ordered.

nother woman was wearing my clothes, he di

bones and threatening the life inside my womb. I

me; they sold me out for a cou

ension Ceremony, Gabe took the microphone and rejected

me to a dirty, back-alley clinic. His mother

But as the needle touched my skin, th

his eyes burning with golden rage

uch my daught

Princess. And the man standing behind the K

pte

lott

se was cold, a sterile chill that ma

awake, slicing strawberries with the precision of a surgeon. Gabe liked them thin.

s barely a bump, just a tiny, secret swell hi

into the silence. "Daddy is going to b

didn't speak, didn't shift, and didn't manifest by the age of eighteen was conside

um of energy radiated from my womb, a quiet promise

. My heart did that foolish little s

ha of the Sullivan Pac

uttoning the cuffs of his Italian suit. He did

id, his voice r

t across the granite island. He took

o hot, C

kly, reaching for the mu

bite, and tossed the rest into the sink like garbage. "The IPO launch is in

door. He didn't kiss me. He didn't touch m

y voice trembling. "I..

inally looked at me. His eyes, usually

ther says the dust on the banister

r slamm

ping around me like a suffocating shroud. I lo

the empty room, my voic

study. This was my secret sanctuary. I sat at the desk, pushing as

xpansion plans" Gabe was so worried

riendly pack housing, the community cent

e Pack believed he was a visionary. I let them believe it. A Wolfless

d. It was the Mind-Link, the telepathic w

r own feet in the garden? a voice snee

so charitable, he would have thrown her to the Rogues

a, Sarah laughe

out. I slammed my mental walls up, severing the con

rlot

anor Sullivan, Gabe's m

ning a white-gloved finger along a picture frame. She inspect

y," sh

leanor," I said, keeping my head

me as if I were an inanimate object. "When we ascend to a Top Tier

ruel thinning of her lips

repare for th

cold. "I... I

older. A charity case my son picked up because he has a soft heart.

on't get comfortable, d

e scent of expensive perfu

ely. They don't know about the baby. Once they know I'm ca

here I felt human. I was helping design a new shelter for the

rphanage matron, looking at my sketches. "You have a

important,"

air felt heavy with unspoken tension. I went to my

scattered. My l

had be

kly checked the files. The architectural

oor opened

ab

ng in the foyer, loosening his tie.

sm

y, musk scent of my husband. It was floral. Sickly

cent. And it w

spered, gripping the

es were glassy, unfocu

l like...

n, but I saw it. "I was at

t? At ten

ce didn't just boom; it vibra

e; an Alpha's order forced submission on anyone lower i

e floor, gas

ing the stairs. "I need the itinerary for the Ascensio

an hour later. He was already

the chair. A silk scarf was

led it out. It was red. Expensive silk. An

ion. I looked at Gab

ark. "You said it didn't matter that I

p. He frowned, mumbling

oser, holdi

a sound of raw, agoniz

ers. The name hung in the air

rp

ind a cloud, plunging the