The Defiant Omega's Secret Contract of Rejection

Chapter 6

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e gardens. The autumn roses had withered, leaving be

w to secure my compensation, how to leave

race. I was an Allison. W

the dirt with a twig-a lifelong habit when I was thinking-when a w

ed by a giggling gaggle of nob

y dress and into a new,

pigeon's egg was fastened at the collar, shimmering with an inner light. I recognized the style immed

ise, though the triumph in her eyes was unmistakable. "I

with her

hoping for scraps of prestige. They had always looked down on my merchant origins, deliberate

ockery, my eyes f

l around her. "Do you like it?" she asked, knowing full well the answer she wanted. "Cre

to me," twisting the

calluses on my fingertips, earned from years of holding a quill, brushed against the softness of the pelt and the coldn

Northern snow-wolf alpha, only three are harvested a year. The labor

stone with my fingernail, pro

red at me, her smug expression faltering. The

you talking abou

"I was just thinking, for something so valuable, ho

a threat. Coralie instinctiv

this cloak. She had no idea she had

e. "Pippa, go to my room. Bring me th

nfused, curtsied

nds stared at me as

ick are you playing now?"

waited patiently for

reathless, and handed m

in front o

nt's abacus. It was exquisitely crafted from rosewood, the frame smooth and glowing. Th

With my right, I began to move the beads, p

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The Defiant Omega's Secret Contract of Rejection

Xiao Xiaosu Werewolf

“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.”