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The Defiant Omega's Secret Contract of Rejection

The Defiant Omega's Secret Contract of Rejection

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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 737    |    Released on: Today at 17:33

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oor of the shri

I had so carefully constructed. Cold wind rushed in, carrying the metallic tang o

afternoon light, a figure I knew as well a

ooked like fresh blood. In his arms, he held another warrior, slighter

morial tablet of my mother, Eleonora Allison. The silk cloth in my hand stilled. I instincti

for an apology, for any sign that he

oration, were now filled with a frantic impatience that cut me deeper than

ot a request. "Stop kneeling! Get ove

va

unknown origins who had joined the knighthood six months a

ough the thin soles of my slippers. "Creed," I said, my voice dangerously

reasonable. "I know that, but it's an eme

as heading for the long, narrow table where I had laid out offerings of incen

, raw and unfamiliar. I lunged forward, spreadin

d. He stopped short, and the person

ane? Move!" Creed's f

ge I hadn't known I possessed. "Do you intend to defile my

frame trembling before the force of Creed's Alpha p

gue with you!" Creed gro

with the other. I grabbed his arm, my nails digging into the hard leather

s arms shifted. The helmet, alr

e. The force of it sent me stumbling backward, my sh

, the warrior's helmet

sto

spilled out, cascading over the s

dged with dirt and blood, was revealed. Deli

d. My eyes widen

vage... wa

ger on his face melted into shock,

ce to lock onto Creed's. I saw the terror in his eyes. I saw the w

ing truth explo

een lyin

the "brother-in-arms" he ch

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“I was carefully polishing my late mother's memorial tablet in her sacred shrine when my mate, Creed, kicked the door open. He was carrying his injured "brother-in-arms," Savage, and demanded to use my mother's altar as a bloody infirmary. When I tried to stop him, he shoved me so hard I crashed into the altar, shattering my mother's priceless obsidian tablet into a hundred pieces. As the warrior fell, the helmet clattered to the floor, revealing a cascade of golden hair. His cherished "brother" was actually a beautiful woman named Coralie, and the panic in Creed's eyes told me he had known all along. Instead of apologizing, he looked at me with cold impatience. "There's nothing for you here. Get out." In the following days, he paraded her around our home, even buying her a priceless snow-wolf cloak with his family's funds. When she deliberately ruined it to frame me, he blamed me for being jealous and making a scene. I couldn't understand how the boy who once promised to protect me could so callously trample on my mother's memory and my dignity for a manipulative parasite. So, my tears dried up. As a merchant's daughter, I knew exactly how to settle a bad investment. I pulled out my abacus, calculated the 25,250 silver coins he owed me for the damages, and handed him a formal mate rejection letter. Since he destroyed what I treasured most, I chose to bankrupt him and sever our bond forever.”