m

s and the ache in my chest. I stared at the cracked ceiling of my room, the faint moonlight filtering through the b

d at me, every thought spiraling back to the s

nging, and I couldn't keep it a secret much longer. The other Omegas at the shelter had already started whispering about my constant use of scent patc

then

't end badly. But Alphas were possessive, fiercely so, when it came to their mates and their

im now mor

elter. My hormones were a mess, swinging wildly between despair and anger, and the insecurities... goddess, the insecurities were overwhelming. I was already starting to fee

needing him. But I c

day. No school. No excuses.

scrubbing floors and wiping down tables as part of my chores at the shel

hat still managed to hold its shape, unlike the rest of my wardrobe, which consisted of clothes too torn or washed out

ng slightly as they worked through the long, red strands. The reflection staring ba

eached up and traced it with my fingers, and it pulsed faintly in response. A

nse his emotions or hear his thoughts. But I could feel the faint thrum

sn't

covering the mark and masking any hint of my pregnancy. Then, taking a dee

as I supposed to say to the guards at the gate? "Hi, I'm a reject

sting shadows across the path. I swallowed hard

der-he'd overseen much of the Pack's progress in recent years-but he wasn't a kind man, either. He didn't care about the discri

with disgust the moment I presented as an Omega, the

e found out his only son-the future

us, no family name to h

ke lead. Taking a deep breath, I pressed

p voice crac

" I stammered, barely a

was si

ted, a little louder this time

their disbelief. Just as I opened my m

availabl

I said quickly, desperation creepi

heart sank as I realized I

ard the honk

approaching the gate. My breath h

yn

ghting every line of muscle. His blonde hair was slightly messy, and su

wasn't from excitement. The tension in his posture, th