Rejected Omega, Secret Bride of the Billionaire Lycan

nor

ounter. I stared into the amber liquid in my glass, watching the ice cubes surrender to the cheap whiskey. It burned. God

e ho

ntire worthless existence to serving, held me up to his glitte

his enemies' weaknesses, smiled through every degradation while his Pack whispered wolfless freak behind my back. And I

daughter of a powerful Alpha with territory stretching across thre

ut the memory was a wound

naking around Deann's narrow waist. "She's just a wolfless charit

y body remained a silent, empty tomb. Defective. Broken. A cosmic joke the Moon Goddess forgot to finish. I had spent ten years in the Thornton Pack, ten years letting Caleb

ip. I wanted to shatter it.

sweeth

A heavy, sweat-slicked hand clamped down on my thigh,

my eyes sn

and three days of unwashed body odor. His friend stood at my other side,

one crooned, his thumb stroking my thigh through the silk of my dress.

t his hand, but without a wolf to grant even a whisper of supernat

d, leaning in so close I could count the broken ca

rstool, but they pressed closer, a wall of unwashed flesh and predatory intent. The

. Wolfless.

ike al

rature in the

more primal- a suffocating, bone-deep weight that instantly crushed the oxygen out of the room. The

washed

raging rainstorm. R

terrifying than anything I had ever felt in a decade of bowin

rashed into a table of empty bottles. Glass exploded. Blood sprayed. His friend took one look at the towering shadow that had m

le

the floor went still, too

lowly, my pulse th

neon light, a bespoke black suit stretched over muscles that didn't belong in any boardroom. His jaw was granite, h

eyes that sto

possessive fury so absolute, so specifi