Reborn Omega: Escaping My Cruel Alpha Mate

Author: Roderic Penn

Chapter 1

Word Count: 722 | Released on: Today at 11:07

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e, scraping my lungs like shattered glass. The air, thick with the cloying scent of lil

r custom-tailored clothes, their faces scrubbed clean. Not a single tea

sand needles, rose from the silk sheets. I reached

ing in disgust as if I were something r

e was cold, a perfect, chilling ech

, landing without a

blue as Cassius's, and saw only a ref

her dress, utterly absorbed, as if her mother's impending de

ured her own life force into saving the old Alpha Conley when he was on death's door. The Moon Goddess,

t. A

I gave up my family, my name, my future. I became the wol

en, would change things. I had poured every oun

" Ryder demanded, his voi

in her tone. "Aunt Coralie is a fashion designer. Her d

ing into the numb flesh of my heart. Cassius's mist

rst found out, his voice devoid of any emotion. "Don't delude y

icked up the IV bag of nutrient solutio

," he said, the words practiced, adult. "Dad says it'

I stared at him, this child I had carried, the boy I had once held as he

f you just died quickly. Then Dad wouldn't have to wo

ertly slicing away the last

t time, and saw the cold, selfish cruelty that was

ice, my devotion, would

ughable. My li

an to darken at the edges, the last of my energ

sed m

dren. On my mate. On

that I had neve

hin me. My wolf soul, the one that had never

shrill, insistent scream

felt n

old, welco

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Reborn Omega: Escaping My Cruel Alpha Mate

Roderic Penn Werewolf

“I spent my entire life as a wolfless Omega, paying off a debt by marrying Cassius, the Alpha of the Blackfang Pack. But as I lay dying in my hospital bed, my five-year-old twins stood over me with nothing but disgust. They giggled and complained that the money wasted on my IV drips could buy their father's mistress more designer dresses. Then, my own son, Ryder, pulled out an ornate silver dagger-a birthday gift from my husband. He plunged it straight into my chest to destroy my unmanifested wolf soul, ensuring I would never find peace in the afterlife. "Why won't you just die properly? You useless Omega." I watched in agony as the child I had birthed worked in concert with my mate to deliver my final destruction. I had poured every ounce of love I possessed into their small bodies, enduring years of humiliation and isolation just to give them a family. Why was my devotion repaid with such cold, calculated cruelty? Why did the Moon Goddess curse me with a mate bond only to let me be slaughtered by my own blood? Opening my eyes again, I was back on the day fifteen years ago when my twins were just five. I watched them playing on the floor, their innocent faces now looking like masks on tiny demons. This time, I didn't reach out to hug them. Instead, I walked downstairs, demanded five million dollars in severance pay, and initiated the Pack's first-ever public Rejection against my Alpha mate.”