Claiming His Defiant Omega Mate

Chapter 3

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" I said politely, keeping my eyes on the wooden floor. "I wish to request a ca

ies or anxiety. I kept my breathing perfectly even, thinking of the icy stillness I had cultivated since the day my

en quiet enough. Take the small black carri

u," I sai

s. The Moon Goddess Cemetery was located on a bleak, windswept hill. Seraphina had been kind enough to bury my mother in a proper grave at the back of th

mised. And I am learning. The locket you gave me-I have been studyi

en we get back to the city, give these to the driver. Tell him to get a hot drink at the tavern. We will w

!" she agr

the driver happily took the coins and jogged into a noisy ta

ing?" she asked,

d her swiftly through the foggy streets until we reached a row of grand townhouses. I stopped in the shad

dn't be here," Annie

o the Luna, I need to see for myself." It was a calculated risk. Annie was timid, but she was also loyal to

der. Fingers like iron dug into my coat, and I was violently spun aroun

d in my ear. He pushed me against the cold brick wall of the all

the physical difference between an unshifted Alpha and an Ome

ing with anger. "Are you jealous of Elara? Do you think you can u

d by his contempt for my rank that he could not see what was right in front of him. "You are a fool," I spat, turning m

ove my head. His chest pressed against mine, trapping me completely. The scent of pine and iron

usin from marrying a filthy cheater? Julian reeks of another woman's heat-a Rogue's heat. It is all over him, so th

"Explain yourself," he demanded, but his

ostrils flare as the wind shifted, and I saw the moment the scent hit him-the sour, rotting

had a

ouse, clearly trying to avoid being seen. I watched the understanding dawn on Kaelen's face-the way his jaw tightened and his ey

eftover bundle of dried winter herbs in my pocket

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Claiming His Defiant Omega Mate

Anabella Brianes Werewolf

“My father, the Alpha of the Winterfang Pack, cast my sick mother and me out to die in the freezing Black Forest. To buy my survival, my mother swallowed pure silver poison right in front of the pack gates, dying in agony as I watched. Taken in out of pity, I was treated like a diseased rat, locked in a damp attic as a bastard Omega. The visiting Alpha of the strongest pack, Kaelen, pinned me against a brick wall, his golden eyes burning with absolute disgust. "Do you think you can use your cheap Omega tricks to ruin this family?" I was forbidden from speaking, forced to watch in silence as the pack's true heir rotted away in a cursed courtyard. He was paralyzed by dark magic that my father had secretly allowed, just to put his own corrupt bloodline in power. I was nothing but a lowly servant, mocked by high-ranking wolves and threatened with execution if I stepped out of line. I didn't understand why the Moon Goddess allowed such cruelty, or why my mother had to die for their sins. Why did they treat me like dirt when I was the only one holding the ancient, forbidden knowledge that could save their dying heir? I decided I was done hiding in the shadows. I walked straight into the guarded courtyard, used my mother's sacred relic to draw the black curse from the heir's blood, and finally awakened my legendary White Wolf bloodline. I watched as the terrifying Alpha Kaelen dropped to his knees before me, his beast howling in sudden, desperate recognition of his fated mate.”