Bella Manuel, the overlooked Omega of the Greywolf Pack, has spent her life enduring the whispers, the ridicule, and the weight of knowing she will never be more than a background figure in her own pack. But when her long-awaited mate is revealed at a grand birthday celebration, she dares to hope—only to have her heart shattered. He rejects her in front of everyone, leaving her humiliated and broken. Determined not to be the weak, discarded Omega everyone expects her to be, Bella makes a bold choice—she will make him regret ever turning his back on her. But just as she begins to plot her revenge, fate throws an unexpected twist her way. The Moon Goddess, in her infinite wisdom, may have granted her something far greater than a cruel mate—something far more dangerous. A second chance mate. He is powerful. He is ruthless. And he is not fully wolf. Thrown into the path of a Hybrid feared across packs, Bella must decide whether to run from this terrifying new destiny or embrace the fire that burns between them. But is she truly ready to handle a mate whose darkness might consume her? Who is this Hybrid, and can Bella survive the force of his claim?
더 보기"You are mine," Marcus said, his breath warm against her skin.A wave of panic swept over her. No. Not now. Not in this way.“Stop!” she exclaimed, fighting desperately.Her defiance only appeared to arouse him even more. His lips clung to her neck, his hold intensifying.Then—boom!The force of the blow threw Marcus backward. He collided with the other wall and collapsed to the floor.A murmur spread among the assembled students.Dave loomed above him, his face giving nothing away. His eyes were jet black, unsettlingly void of spirit, and his posture exuded primal, perilous strength. The air in the corridor grew heavy, electrified by his rage.Bella’s heart raced.Dave bent down, his hand grasping around Marcus’s neck. With ease, he raised him from the ground. Marcus gasped for breath, his arm dangling loosely.Three hybrids navigated through the crowd. Morgan and Ben grabbed Marcus, holding onto his shoulders and arms. Sandra came to Bella's side, stabilizing her with a soft hand."
Sunlight streamed in the window in the morning when Bella was standing in front of the mirror and evaluating her appearance. Something was wrong. Her skin was softer, glowing as if it had been kissed with moonlight. Her brown eyes were no longer dull. They were mesmerizing, hypnotic, and more radiant. Her eyelashes were longer, outlining them with deep, rich curves, and her eyebrows developed a stunning arch, dramatic yet subtle. Even her fuller, redder lips were glossy as if she had just wet them.She stroked her hair, enjoying the way the curls fell in a way never before, darker than ever, flashing light in hypnotic waves. Her body also altered, subtly, noticeably different. Her waist was more defined, hips more curvy, bust promising cleavage she never did before. Her jeans did not fit in the same manner before, the waistband a closer band than she was ever accustomed to.What's wrong with her?A frown tugged at the edge of her lip. Female werewolves would murder for feeling this ba
Bella's stomach twisted as she entered the house and half-packed boxes scattered everywhere in the living room caught her eye. Some were tidily stacked and arranged for the move, but most of their belongings were still in their original positions. Her chest sank with a feeling of falling. Her mom had taken extra effort—packed and planned—but something was amiss. Too hurried. Too excited.She walked in the direction of the kitchen, hoping her mother would be rapidly filling up more, but instead discovered her sitting at the old wooden table, blankly staring out of the window. A steaming mug of tea rested in her hands, undrunk. The atmosphere surrounding her was thick and nearly oppressive."Mom?" Bella called softly.Her mother's eyes closed hard for a moment before she swung around to Bella, wearing a fake smile that did not touch her eyes. "Wow, you have returned."The forced cheerfulness in her tone sent danger signals racing through Bella's mind. Something was amiss."Mom, is somet
Andy bolted out of the room, his exit swift and desperate. No one could blame him. If she had the choice, Bella would have done the same. But that option wasn’t hers anymore.Morgan slapped Dave reassuringly on the back, his face unreadable, and Sandra smiled uncertainly, knowingly at Bella as she departed. Ben stood longer, a twinkle of amusement in his eyes. His slow, widening smile was close to being lazy and untroubled. Winking roguishly, he clouted Dave on the back and departed, leaving Bella and Dave in solitude.The silence hung heavy and oppressive."Hi," Bella growled cautiously, smoothing the hem of her blouse into position.Dave didn't say anything. He just stood there, his intense eyes burning her.He was beautiful today. Dark wash jeans. A black T that hugged his body like a second skin. A cool leather jacket, scuffed just enough to give the impression he didn't care. His dark, rich hair, perpetually slightly undone in an intentional but careless way, accentuated his shar
The evening was quiet. Bella lay in bed, her phone held to her side. She glanced at the time—10:57 PM.Would Dave come tonight?She had to speak to someone to release the agitation churning within her. The weight of her mother's decision was heavy in her heart. Leaving the pack was never her plan, but now it was unavoidable. Amanda had been sulking since their mother broke the news, storming off to her room in tears. It wasn’t that she loved the pack—far from it. She resented the way they were treated, but she had friends here, a life she wasn’t ready to abandon. Bella understood. It wasn’t easy.She thought of ringing Eve or Joy, but it was late, and she did not believe they would be awake after a full day at the Alpha's residence. She hadn’t even seen them when she took Amanda home. But the person she wanted to talk to was Dave.She hovered over his name on her phone. She could text him. Or call.But she wouldn’t.Her pride wouldn’t allow it.Besides, her mother wouldn’t have made t
Bella knelt, her pride battered but intact. The ceremony only began anew when her knees touched the icy ground, their silence a clear indication of where she belonged within this world—a world defined by power rather than preference. Chanting mounted again, riding the night sky, but it was all barely audible to her.Once they were done with the rituals, all of them proceeded to an empty area beside Alpha's home where the reception had already been set in motion. There was a mixture of sounds and smiles with the clinking of glasses and stomps of feet on the wooden dance floor.Bella stood with her friends, whose natural giggles turned to hollow quiet. Then, like a storm in the distance, came Luna Helena. She had exuded power and authority, and people felt diminished even just being in her presence."Come with me," she commanded, her voice commanding no refusal. She indicated Eve and Joy with a sharp gesture of her finger, the movement cutting through the air like a knife. The three gir
“The customs of the humans in the other realm are slowly getting to us,” Joy whispered.Bella didn’t respond. Her eyes were locked on Agnes, but what she truly saw was herself in a flowing white gown, walking toward Dave. The mere thought of him filled her heart with joy.Eve, standing beside them, folded her arms. “Yeah, my mother used to say that in her time, it was open mating before the whole pack. Afterward, the older couples would step in, offering congratulations and advice.”Bella’s brows furrowed. “Open mating?”Eve nodded. “They’d mate in front of the whole pack.”The words made Bella’s stomach tighten. She eventually shifted her gaze away from Agnes and quickly faced Eve. "Are you saying that they—" she stopped, her voice softened, "—had their first time in public?""Indeed." Eve shrugged as if the idea didn't concern her. “And it had to be their first.”Bella grimaced. “You don’t say.”Eve gave a knowing smile, but whatever response she had was cut short when a pair of pie
The evening atmosphere was heavy with expectation, yet within Bella's room, moments appeared to linger. She stared at her phone, wondering what the unread message was all about.Dave?She wasn't sure what she felt.Then she heard her mother's voice."Have you finished, dear?" Please don’t think too much about everything. It will all turn out fine.”Bella hesitated before responding. “Sure.”There was a pause, and her mother's tone became gentler. "We will be here for you." Kindly inform us when you have finished.The noise of departing footsteps was accompanied by a soft sob. Bella identified that noise. Her mother had been weeping. A feeling of powerlessness surrounded her. Regardless of her efforts, it appeared she was losing control of everything.She returned to the mirror and looked at her reflection. She absentmindedly traced her fingers over the fabric of the yellow dress, lost in thought."You appear gorgeous, Sugar."Her heart raced when she heard a loud voice behind her. Bel
Dave was telling her what she wanted to hear, not necessarily what he felt. Bella could sense it. Like he was indulging her, giving her the moment she desired but only within his limits. The air between them shifted after that realization, yet Dave made an effort to make her feel at ease.As they walked away from the pack’s territory toward her home, conversation flowed effortlessly. Bella was surprised by how effortless it seemed to talk to him. It was a strange feeling, almost as if his energy had joined with hers. She decided to enjoy it."What is your age?" She asked, tilting her head reflectively.Dave laughed softly, his golden eyes sparkling with delight. "A hundred years.""Excuse me?" The words slipped out before she could hold them back. "Are you joking?" "You seem to be eighteen."He lifted his shoulders, and his lips formed a smile. "We age more slowly than any other being on the planet."Without hesitation, Bella lifted her hand and stroked his cheek, surprised by the sof
Bella Manuel faced the mirror, her fingers gliding across the smooth material of her blue gown. The shade accentuated the warm glow of her caramel skin, and for the first time in a long while, she felt lovely, unique, and worthy.Marcus would love it.A hidden smile curled her lips as she ran her fingers along the tiny mark on her shoulder made by his kisses the previous night. His voice echoed in her mind."I will claim you as mine because I plan to reveal everything about us to the whole pack tomorrow."Excitement twirled in her gut, blending exhilaration with anxiety. Today was not just Agnes' 18th birthday celebration; it marked a day when everything changed for Bella.No more being treated like a ghost in her own pack. No more hushed whispers about her being an Omega. No more being ridiculed by the very people who should have been her family.She was about to be the Beta’s mate.“Bella Manuel! Hurry up, or you’ll get us all punished!” her mother’s sharp voice cut through her thou...
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