“I stared at the two pink lines on the pregnancy test, my stomach twisting into a violent knot. I was just a low-ranking Omega ward of the Hardin family, secretly pregnant by my terrifying guardian, the Pack Alpha, Jameson Small. When he suddenly returned, his suffocating Alpha aura crushed me. He noticed my scent was masked by bitter herbs and immediately ordered the Pack Doctor to draw my blood. I tried to escape, but he caught me. He tore up my secret job application to a distant territory and locked me in my bedroom, intending to supervise the blood test himself. My adoptive parents didn't even try to protect me. They just told me to stop embarrassing the family and obey his every command. When I resisted, he pinned me against his desk, his hand wrapped tightly around my throat. If he found out about the baby, I would be locked in his gilded cage forever. So, I made a desperate gamble. I let the harsh side effects of the herbs trigger a bloody, fake miscarriage right in front of him. "You caused this!" I screamed, blaming his violent Alpha command for tearing my cycle apart. Seeing the blood pooling on the floor, the invincible Alpha froze in utter shock and guilt. While he was consumed by his mistake, I packed my bags and fled to the neutral Pack Academy. This time, I would hide my child and finally break free.”