“I sold myself into a forced marriage with Supreme Alpha Alaric Kensington to pay for my mother's life-support, but he didn't even show up to our wedding. That same night, I saved a dying, silver-poisoned Alpha in a pitch-black hospital basement. Blinded by the toxin, he forcibly claimed me in the dark, and I fled in terror before dawn. But my rival, Valerie, stole the bloodstained gauze I left behind and took all the credit. The man I saved turned out to be my ruthless husband, Alaric. To reward his fake savior, he stripped away the medical quota I desperately needed to keep my mother alive and gave it to Valerie. Worse, when he discovered my morning-after pills, he assumed I was a filthy cheater who had slept around behind his back. "A filthy Omega who sleeps around behind her husband's back belongs in a pit like this." To punish me, my own husband threw me into a notorious underground club, letting vicious Rogues force alcohol down my throat and drag me into a dark alley. He watched me suffer with cold eyes, completely unaware that the woman he was torturing was the very mate he was desperately looking for. Cornered in the freezing rain, with my life hanging by a thread, I pulled out a hidden pure silver scalpel and severed the Rogue's artery. Covered in mud and blood, I dragged my broken body back to the estate, ready to fight them all to the death.”