Rejected Omega, Secret Bride of the Billionaire Lycan

Chapter 2

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iskey-soaked blur. I woke up to blinding New York sunli

ian cotton. I looked down and realized I was drowning in a crisp, white men's button-down shirt. Panic seized my throat. I scanned t

ss. What

hips. The sheer force of his Alpha aura-a suffocating, heavy blend of sharp cedarwood, a raging rainstorm, and rich Cuban tob

stammered, my voice trembling as I instinctively backed away. "Last night. The alcohol

e predatory stillness radiating from him made my breath hitch. He closed the distance between us with slow, lethal grace. I retr

rom me. Slowly, he tilte

k. A claiming mark. *My* bite mark. A fragmented memory hit me like a freight train-the overwhelm

gerous, gravelly whisper that vi

screaming in absolute terror. "I can go to a pharmac

o a deeply primal werewolf bond was the most insulting, pathetic thing he had ever heard. Without another word,

y heart hammering

er and tossed it across the marble. It slid, s

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AKING ACQUISITION.* Below the bold text was a high-definition photo of the

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d-blooded predator. But in our world... *Blackwood* was a name whispered only in absolute terror. He wasn't just

e a child's game. I, a defective, wolfless outcast,

hilling, calculated emptiness. He set the mug down, reached into the pock

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Rejected Omega, Secret Bride of the Billionaire Lycan

Julian Reid Werewolf

“I was the Thornton Pack's brilliant but "wolfless" assistant, a defect they treated like a charity case. After years of letting the Alpha, Caleb, control me to prove my worth, he publicly humiliated and discarded me for a pure-blooded pack princess. Heartbroken and drunk at a bar, I accidentally bit and marked a terrifying stranger who saved me from two creeps. I woke up to find out I had drunkenly claimed Damien Blackwood-a ruthless billionaire and the apex Lycan King of the werewolf world. To prevent a pack war over the claiming mark, Damien trapped me in a two-year contract marriage, treating me like a convenient political tool. Right after we signed the papers, I got a call from the police. My little brother, Jamison, had been arrested for punching Caleb, who was bragging about ruining my dignity. At the precinct, Caleb sneered at my misery, threatening to destroy my brother's future. Seeing the fresh bite mark on my neck, Jamison exploded in handcuffs, screaming that Damien had blackmailed me into his bed to get him out of jail. I begged Damien to step outside so I could explain this horrific misunderstanding, feeling like I had sold my soul to a cold-blooded predator. But Damien ignored my pleas. He pulled me behind him, his suffocating Lycan aura crushing everyone in the room. "Yes, she was with me last night, because she is my wife." Before anyone could process the shock, his eyes darkened with a terrifying, unhinged possessiveness. "And I didn't marry her to solve a problem. I married her because I've been in love with her for ten years." I stared at his broad back, my blood running cold as I realized I had no idea what kind of monster I had just bound my life to.”