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The Secret Assassin Reborn As An Omega

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 820    |    Released on: 26/06/2026

A P

rand hall like a la

nd I could feel the weight of their judgment. The air was t

her? Drav

. large. And

less. What a disgra

to see the pity and disgust in their faces. Their words were meaning

av

a king waiting for an execution. When his stormy eyes met mine, a flicker of

droning on about ancient bonds and the bles

n the parents were calle

and the same arrogant air as his wife, stepped forwa

ligations of an old contract," he annou

d through the guests. It

the microphone, her painted lips curled into a sneer. Her voice

wledge a wolfless woman of ques

ned me at my own mating ceremony. I stood there, exposed, the centerpiece of a humiliating

. This was too much, even for him. It was dishonorable. It

ay something, anything, when a voi

t is the mean

Alpha of a small, insignificant pack, but he had a spine of steel. My adoptive

. "Are you breaking the pact? Do you wi

rfume and feigned sympathy. "My poor baby," she wailed, loud

y shoulders shake, playing t

loud. He hadn't expected the

truth!" Eleanor shrieked. "S

contract was witnessed by the Goddess herself! Are you defy

ouncil. Their involvement would mean a formal inquiry, a

oice was low, but it cut thr

oug

nts, his expression unreadable. "The ceremony

authority. He would not allow his parents to undermine

ell silent, their fa

the Elder pronounced us mates, I felt an invisible chain lock around my soul. The

a low command. "You will be housed in the east wing

by a crowd of well-wishers,

n't you worry, sweetie," she whispered, her

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“I woke up with a splitting headache, only to find myself trapped in the heavy, scarred body of a wolfless Omega. Before I could even catch my breath, a cold, brutally handsome man threw a contract at my face. I had transmigrated into a trashy werewolf novel, bound by an ancient pact to the powerful Alpha protagonist, Draven Ward. "You are to be my mate," he said, his voice dripping with absolute disgust. The nightmare escalated quickly. At our mating ceremony, his parents publicly humiliated and disowned me in front of the entire pack. Draven immediately abandoned me, leaving me locked in a cramped servant's room. His vicious sister and mother didn't stop there; they broke in and stole my dead birth mother's only jewelry box and my last bit of cash, trying to force me onto the streets. In the original book, this pathetic side character was bullied, permanently disfigured, and eventually died a miserable, lonely death. They all thought I was just a weak, useless waste of space who would break under their cruelty. But they didn't know that before I died, I was "The Surgeon"-a legendary black-market medic and top-tier operative. Feeling a sudden wave of nausea, my hand dropped to my stomach, realizing the prophesied Alpha triplets from the novel's lore were already growing inside me. I smiled coldly at the mirror, prepared my deadly sedatives, and decided it was time to make the entire Ward family pay.”