The Omega Who Rejected Her Alpha

Chapter 3

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ned with his blood, clatt

th shock. He touched his fingertips to the wound, then looked at the blood

an man. It was the sound of his inner wolf, enraged at being physica

rowing it back, by drawing his blood with it, I had corrupted the ancient rite. The magic,

rayson's face, leaving i

fine fabric of his robes, right over his h

rk red blood erupted from his lips, splatterin

ers, fell into a dead, horrified silence. The only

landing heavily on the hard ston

d piercing. She scrambled toward him, her elegant gown tan

ng, their voices trembling with p

mbling uncontrollably. She looked up, her eyes, wild and bloodshot, findin

cracking. "Fix him! Come up h

e woman who had been ready to strike me just minutes

felt rooted to the marble f

d me, their hands on the hilts of thei

ally stopped in their tracks. They saw something in my eyes that g

force of my own resolve. The air felt thin, electric. I i

he noise like a shard of glass. It was clear, steady, and

, my gaze locked on the pathet

Grayson Benso

ift. It felt as if the air had been sucked out of the room. A soundless crack,

roken. Not by

ripped from his throat-a true wolf's howl of ultimate pain and

floor like a puppet with its strings

f a mother mourning her child. The pack's leadership was in disarray, their

ysterical mother, the panicked Elders. It was

pity. No remorse. Only

my back o

alked toward the great hall doors, my steps eve

drown in the me

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The Omega Who Rejected Her Alpha

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“For a whole year, I drained my own blood and life force to heal Alpha Grayson, my fated mate. But the moment he finally woke up from his deathbed, he looked at me with pure disgust. "I will never accept a conniving Omega like you as my Luna," he growled, violently throwing me to the floor. He didn't know I was the one who had kept him alive. His mother, who knew the truth, instantly turned on me and called me a curse. She let the guards drag my weakened body to the main hall. In front of the entire pack, Grayson tossed a silver rejection coin at my feet, stripping me of my dignity while the elders and his sister mocked me. To make matters worse, I soon discovered my own stepfather had sold me to them. He used me as a disposable blood bag, stealing my healing research to build his own fame while I suffered. They all thought I would just cry, pick up the coin, and accept my tragic fate as a worthless, abandoned she-wolf. Instead, I picked up the heavy silver coin and hurled it right back at Grayson's face. It struck his cheekbone with a sharp crack, drawing his blood and triggering a brutal reverse rejection that sent him collapsing to the floor in agony. "I, Alethea Nolan, reject you," I declared coldly to the horrified crowd. Ignoring his mother's desperate pleas to save him again, I turned my back on the pack and walked out into the night to collect my debts.”