Kira has always been the pack’s punching bag, an omega trapped by her family’s low status and the pack’s constant abuse. So when the Alpha King’s heir visits their pack to find his fated mate, it feels like destiny when Kira crosses his path in a forbidden part of the woods. But instead of claiming her, the prince turns his back on her without a second glance. Excited yet fearful, Kira rushes home to tell her parents of what happened... Seeing an opportunity to escape their own struggles, they push her to pursue the prince, convinced that marrying him is her only chance at a better life. But when Kira finally faces him once again, he coldly rejects her—yet refuses to let her go, forcing her into a life of servitude within his grand mansion. But this isn't how her story end. Because, there, in the shadows of her misery, Kira meets his elder brother—a once-powerful warrior, now broken and cast aside due to an injury. Unlike the young brother, he sees her but does she see him too or her cold heart is set on only revenge?
ดูเพิ่มเติมKira's POV. Should I go to Damian's car or stay with Julian? I sit frozen in my seat, staring at Damian like he’s grown a second head. How dare he asks me to ride with him after leaving me behind like I was nothing? “I—” I start to speak, but his sharp voice cuts through. “Kira, in the future, you must know that I don't like to repeat myself… Now get out of the car and go to mine,” Damian snaps, his tone cold and commanding. My fingers twitch, and a familiar fear coils in my chest while my body reacts on instinct. I reach for my bag, already shifting to climb out. I don’t want to make Damian angry because I know what happens when Alphas get angry… I remember it clearly. (Flashback) I was eight, hiding behind the kitchen counter when Alpha Gregory stormed into our house. His face was red with rage, while his voice boomed as he yelled at my father. Something about missing goods at the storage unit. My poor father tried to explain, with his hands raised in defense, but Alpha Gr
Kira's POV "I remember those eyes from the dark forest..." My voice trails off as I stare at Julian because now that I've gotten a proper look at him, there's no mistaking it — I've seen those silver eyes before. He's the one who saved me in the forest. The one who silently paid for those dresses when I was nearly accused of stealing. And the same figure I almost caught a glimpse of at the hospital. I clear my throat, forcing my voice to stay steady. "It was you, wasn't it?" His gaze flicks to me, cold and unreadable. "I already told you — no." The sharpness in his tone should’ve ended the conversation, but I press on because all I want to do is thank the man for helping me out. “You’re lying,” I insist, shifting to face him. “I recognize your eyes. I know it was you.” His expression hardens. “You’re imagining things.” “I’m not,” I argue. “Why won’t you just admit it?” Before he can answer, the car jolts violently as it hits a bump. I yelp as I’m thrown forward —
Julian's POV Should I tell them who I really am? I hesitate, the thought swirling in my head before I shove it aside. Nah. Not worth it. “Just... nobody important. But you can call me Julian.” I reply coolly. I’ve grown used to hiding my title — not out of shame, but because I’m tired of the way people’s eyes flick down to my wheelchair before pretending not to pity me. Let them underestimate me. I prefer it that way. “So are you coming with me or not?” I ask again and Kira’s gaze drifts down to my chair. I can practically see the hesitation written all over her face. I don’t blame her. An injured man offering her a ride isn’t exactly comforting. I sigh and signal one of the guards to help me get into the car. Kira watches as my guards move to help me into the backseat of my SUV. I can feel her uncertainty shifting into something else—not quite trust, but at least enough to reconsider. “Fine,” Kira says softly. Vivienne scowls. “Are you honestly going to trust this nobo
Julian's POV. I can’t stop thinking about Kira even though she is fated to my young brother... The first time I saw her was in that cursed forest. At first, I thought she was just some reckless omega with no sense of danger. She didn’t belong out there — not with rogues lurking in the shadows. I could’ve ignored her, kept going, and left her to fend for herself. But when those rogues moved in, something made me stop and order my guards to help her as she just stood there, frozen and terrified, yet somehow... still holding her ground. That moment stuck with me. Then I saw her again at the hospital. I’d gone to consult with Redmoon’s pack doctors about my condition — not that they told me anything useful. Just more empty promises about potential treatments, none of which seemed to make a difference. I remember sitting in that cold, sterile room, feeling like I was suffocating and the chair had swallowed up the man I used to be. And then I noticed her. Kira, quietly cleaning th
Kira's POV The drive home after meeting with prince Damian and his mother is quiet, but my mind won’t stop racing. Damian’s cold words echo in my head, sharp and full of disgust. 'Don't fool yourself. This isn't some fairytale you get to live a happily ever after.' Those words keeps circling back, clinging to me like a shadow. How could my own mate, fate chose for me couldn’t even hide his disappointment. He didn’t reject me, but he made it painfully clear that I wasn’t wanted. Instead, I’ve been ordered to work as a servant in his palace — as if I’m nothing more than an inconvenience to be managed. I swallow hard, fighting back the tightness in my throat. It’s not like I expected him to welcome me with open arms, but… I didn’t think it would feel this awful. I stare out the window, watching the trees blur past. Suddenly, my thoughts drift back to the hotel suite — not just to Damian’s cruel words, but to that wheelchair. I remember seeing it once before back at the pack
Damian's POV. “That’s her,” I say, turning to my mother who is still lounging on the sofa, sipping wine like she doesn’t have a care in the world. But at my words, she sets her glass down and gives me a pointed look. “Let them in,” she says smoothly. Then, through our mind-link, her voice cuts sharper. ‘ Remember, don’t reject her. Think of another way to keep her close to you instead.’ I clench my jaw. I already know exactly what I want to do. Julian gestures to the guard. “Go ahead. Let them in.” The guard nods and steps away. Moments later, the door opens, and my mate walks in looking dirty and disorganized like before. But the world still fades away as the bond tugs at me, pulling me toward her like a moth to a flame. I admit that she is a beautiful petite omega... but all I can see is her weakness in the way she lowers her eyes, and the uncertainty in her steps. I grit my teeth, disgusted with myself for feeling anything toward her. Fate must be playing a sick joke
Damian's POV. I pace the living room area of the hotel suite I'm staying in, my fingers twitching at my sides. The expensive rug muffles my footsteps, but my frustration burns loud and clear. "Of all the wolves in this damn world," I mutter, voice low and sharp, "the Goddess had to pick her." Mother’s eyes flick up from her glass of wine. She's lounging on the velvet sofa, in her two piece white suit, calm as always. "Her?" she questions because she doesn’t know exactly what I'm talking about. I stop pacing and turn to face her. "Can you believe that the goddess fated me to an omega." The words taste bitter on my tongue. "She is a weak, pitiful excuse of a wolf... I don't want her near me!" Mother hums thoughtfully, swirling her wine. "An omega, you say?" The words alone set my blood on fire. I can't hide my frustration anymore. "That's all you have to say?" I snap. "I won’t accept her," I repeat, my voice tight with anger. Her glass clinks against the table as she sets
Kira's POV. "Are you insane?" I hiss. "Why would you—" Tara shrugs, immediately cutting me off. "To make the Alpha heir fall in love with one of us dummy." Lena grins. "Yes... And since you successfully brought back blissful leaves the other day, we figured you can do it again. So you’ll do it for us, won’t you, Kira?" Successfully? Are they fuckiing kidding me? I almost got killed that night. I glare at them. "I don’t believe you. You’ll never give me back my bracelet." Cassie gasps dramatically. "Kira, I’m offended. You don’t trust us?" "Not even a little," I deadpan. The girls exchange knowing smiles. "Alright," Lena says. "How about this? You bring us a fresh blue rose’s fang, and we swear on the Moon Goddess, we’ll give you back your bracelet. No more tricks." I hesitate because I know it's a trap. But what other choice do I have? I stare at my mother’s bracelet, so close yet so far. I can do it…One last stupid favor and I will make sure to avoid them by any m
Kira’s POV The sun is already setting by the time my shift ends. My body aches from scrubbing floors and handling sick pack mates all day, but at least I’m done. I just want to go home, crawl into bed, and forget this miserable day ever happened. But as usual fate always has other plans. I barely make it a few steps from the hospital when my bullies show up. "Well, well," sneers Cassie, the ringleader. "Look who’s finally off work. Still rolling around in filth, Kira?" Her friends snicker beside her and I clench my fists. "I don't want your trouble today." Lena smirks and dangles my mother's bracelet in front of me. My breath catches and I don't think, I just lunge for it, but she jerks it away, laughing. "Not so fast," she coos. "You still owe us, remember?" "I already did what you asked," I snap. "Now give it back!" Tara clicks her tongue. "Tsk, tsk. You’re not very smart, are you? We never said we’d return it after just one favor." My stomach twists. "What do you want now
Kira’s POV. The stench of wet fur, blood, and rotting food clings to me as I step out of the pack hospital. My arms and hands ache and feel sore from scrubbing cages, and I swear I can still feel the weight of the waste buckets I hauled all day. It's been eight hours of cleaning up after sick and injured wolves, and what do I have to show for it? A ruined uniform and the lingering scent of kennel filth that no amount of scrubbing ever seems to remove. I keep my head down as I walk, hoping and praying I can make it back home without running into anyone. But, of course, the Moon Goddess isn’t that kind to omegas like me. “Look what we have here.” I freeze at the sound of that sickly sweet voice I'd recognize even without looking at them. My stomach twists, and I force myself to keep moving, but it’s too late. They’ve seen me. Lena, Tara, and Cassie, once my highschool classmates, now my daily tormentors step in front of me, blocking my path. Their perfectly styled hair an...
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