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Forsaken by the Pack, Claimed by the Alpha

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 894    |    Released on: 12/06/2026

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l tower into a dull throb. The poison ran through my veins like ice water. For a werewolf, our inner wolf is our secon

lways a hum in the back of my mind. Now, the connection was dead. It fel

ac

ting hit

ac

s thrown t

ing over me, her hand raised for another slap. Next to her stood a human doctor-one of severa

iserable stray

, but my chest fel

e trembling. "Her vitals are crashing. She has

elene crossed her ar

purifier immediately," the doctor ins

ealing our pack's resources for years by pret

p from the cold floor. M

roat dry and burning. "The r

k. The Binding Rune was starving. It needed the Alpha's aura to survive. Without Kaelen's energy, the magical scar was

rune is overheating! It is burning her ski

witchcraft anyway. Maybe I should just c

Bang

heavy silver doors. Someone was th

e screamed from the hallway.

access has been revoked! The Sanctuary has sent tw

alert meant an

Silas sobbed through the door. "We must

ontrol panel by the door. She pressed her p

the penthouse. Lock out Silas and the entir

etal bolts slammed into place, the m

"Selene, you stupid, arrogant gi

Selene shouted back. "He i

e filled with despair. "In the Alpha's life, this Omega

ent comple

into a dark, ugly rage. The idea that a low-ranking, stray Omega

my cheeks, forcing my jaw up. Before I could pull away, the suffocating weight

she whispered. "You are no

you try to remove that rune by force, her soul will

, wiping her hands on her dress. She look

ncil," Selene announced. "A public trial.

rched toward the

e without the stones,"

. The Wolfsbane dragged me down again. I curled into a ball, holding my burning neck. I focused on the tiny, dying spar

d oblivion, I felt him reaching for me-a golden th

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Forsaken by the Pack, Claimed by the Alpha
Forsaken by the Pack, Claimed by the Alpha
“For three years, I have not known true sleep. As an Omega, my only purpose was to be the Soul Tether for our comatose Alpha. A blood rune carved into my spine kept his soul anchored to the living world. If I fell into deep slumber, he would die. But the pack's future Luna, Selene, despised me. Wielding her father's political influence, she breached my warded sanctuary, claiming I was a fraud draining the pack's wealth with a fake magical bond. While my healers were dragged away by her personal guards, she forced deadly Wolfsbane poison down my throat. "Dig out the root of that ugly scar," she commanded the surgeon. As my body violently shut down from the poison, they carved the magical rune right out of my neck with a burning silver scalpel. I screamed as the silver melted my flesh. The pack warriors just watched, mocking the absurd idea that a lowly Omega could hold an Alpha's life. They didn't care that I had sacrificed my sanity and endured endless exhaustion for him. As the brutal extraction snapped our tether, the agonizing wail of the Alpha's dying soul echoed through the medical tower. I fell into a freezing darkness, certain we were both dead. But when I finally opened my eyes days later, I wasn't in the afterlife. The Alpha had awakened, his god-like golden soul projecting over my bed. And he had just sentenced Selene's entire bloodline to death for touching me. The reckoning had begun.”