Rejected For An Omega, Marked By The Alpha King

“For two years, I drained my own blood and emptied my private vaults to brew anti-silver potions, waiting for my mate Caleb to return victorious from the rogue wars. But the day he finally came back, he brought a fragile, sweet-smelling Omega named Lily and publicly rejected me in front of the entire pack. "I, Caleb, reject you, Serena, as my mate." He claimed Lily had risked everything to gather healing herbs to save his life at the border, and he owed her his absolute protection. He looked at my hands, which were covered in tiny, faded scars from forging his winter armor, with nothing but cold, bleak distance. He even allowed this lowly Omega to steal my dead mother's sacred Luna veil for their upcoming mating ceremony, treating my bloodline's legacy like dirt. He truly believed I was just a jealous, bitter woman, completely unaware that every potion and every piece of armor that kept him alive was secretly woven with my blood and my personal crest. Instead of begging or shedding a single tear, I calmly accepted his rejection and picked up the golden-sealed royal decree from the table. "I will accept the royal summons. I will go to the Royal City." I left him to rot with his fake savior, ready to meet the Lycan King and awaken the terrifying power of the hidden White Wolf.”