All Chapters of The Omega’s Revenge: No Longer His Luna: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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PROLOGUE

PROLOGUEMy legs trembled as I stood before him, the mate bond between us shrieking in agony at his next words.My heart stopped. In that single word, I heard my sentence being passed.“I reject you! I will never accept you as my Luna!”The force of his rejection slammed into me like a physical blow, shattering my soul. Just hours ago, these same lips had whispered sweet promises against my skin. These same hands had touched me with reverence. Now, Alpha Finn Foster looked at me as if I were something rotten, something despised. Something he hated with a passion.“Alaric Blackstone’s daughter,” he spat the words like venom. “You deceived me.”My mate, the man the Moon Goddess had destined for me, the man who had held me in his arms just a night before, now glared at me as if I were a curse upon his existence. All because I was the daughter of his enemy.I wanted to tell him I hadn’t known—hadn’t known he was my father’s enemy, hadn’t known anything beyond the overwhelming pull of our
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Scarlett’s POVIt was a day like any other, and I was buried in chores when the heavy door creaked open. My stepmother, Luna Elena, strode in, her eyes sharp and lips curved into that cruel smile she wore so well.“We’re going to the ball,” she declared with authority. “And you’re coming with us.”The words hit me like a slap. “What?” My voice barely escaped my lips. A ball? For people like me? It seemed impossible.“Are you deaf?” she hissed, taking a step closer. “Or should I carve it into that thick skull of yours?”“No, Luna— I mean, yes— I mean… why?” I stammered, my thoughts racing. A ball was for nobles and alliances—people who mattered. People like Nina, her perfect daughter. The werewolf kingdom didn’t even know I existed. I was just a secret kept behind closed doors, a stain hidden from the eyes of others.“You dare question me, b*tch?” Her glare burned into my skin.“I’m sorry,” I whispered, head bowed, hands trembling.Her voice turned icy. “You think I want to parade you
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Scarlett’s POVHis husky voice made me tremble. “What is your name?”“Scarlett,” I replied softly, and to my surprise, a smile crept across my face. A sudden surge of warmth coursed through me, surprising in its intensity, as if I were reconnecting with a forgotten part of myself.“Finn,” he said, a matching smile lighting up his eyes. “Call me Finn.”“Finn,” I repeated, savoring the sound, letting it roll off my tongue as if it were a name I was meant to say.He stared at me, his deep blue eyes piercing through the walls I had built. They weren’t just beautiful; they were magnetic, drawing me in, making it impossible to look away. I felt my heart flutter, my breath catching as I tried to memorize every detail of his face. It was like he was trying to see beyond my brokenness, searching for the person I could be.“You look beautiful,” he whispered.I blushed. “Thank you. You look handsome as well.”Without saying a word, he reached for my hand, intertwining his fingers with mine. His
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Scarlett’s POVThe morning sun pierced through my closed eyelids, awakening me with a pleasant ache in my muscles from last night’s passion. A smile crept onto my lips as I reached for his warmth on the silk sheets. I curled closer to him, feeling my heart race in the peaceful afterglow, his alpha presence making my omega instincts purr. The memory of his touch still lingered on my skin. The places he kissed and the fiery trails his touch left across every inch of me still made my wolf purr.It was real. I had finally found my mate. Someone who could love, cherish, and stand beside me. Someone who could save me from my agony and straighten my omega wolf. I had found that person.He was mine. My fated mate.The memory of meeting him last night was still vivid. The way he gazed at me across the ballroom, the instant connection that sparked between us. We didn’t even need formal introductions before our wolves recognized each other. Mate. The attraction was undeniable.His scent lingered
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Scarlett’s povI felt overwhelming fear as I approached my father’s pack. I knew no one would miss me if I disappeared or died. I was unwanted and hated by everyone, even the man I called my father.I greeted a few people with a “Good morning” as I walked to the pack house, but they responded with a dead glare. I waved it off as I walked inside the pack house.I carefully opened the door, peeking inside to check if my stepmother was around. I prayed I wouldn’t run into her—if I did, I’d surely be punished. I had to hurry to my room, change, and clean the house before she realized I hadn’t been home last night.A small smile crept onto my face when I saw the place was empty. I tiptoed inside, making my way to the hellhole I was given as a room—a place with no bed, no pillow, nowhere to truly rest my head.Yes, I smiled. Just a little bit more, and I could enter my room. But my hope was shattered when I heard her voice—the voice that made my knees go weak. Cold sweat broke out on my for
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ScarlettI used to think moonlight was beautiful. Stupid, really, how many nights I spent bathing in its glow, whispering prayers like some lovesick fool. Now, I can’t even look at it. I’ve draped black sheets over my windows, but still, that silver light finds ways to creep in, mocking me with its presence.I had spent so many nights gazing up at that same moon, praying to her. Praying for love. For a mate who would cherish me, who would finally make me feel whole. And yet, what had she given me? Rejection. Pain. Loneliness. The universe seemed to mock me, sending me more suffering when I had thought happiness was finally within reach.I was naïve to believe it could be different. I had wanted to trust her, the moon goddess. All those stories about her watching over us, guiding us toward our destined mates—lies. She hadn’t been watching over me. If she had, she would have seen the heartbreak I endured. The betrayal. She would have known how much I longed for acceptance and love.Inst
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Scarlett“Get off me,” he growled, kicking me away with a force that sent me sprawling.I couldn’t stop the tears. I didn’t cry from the pain of the fall—I had long since become numb to that—but from the unbearable weight of it all. “Please, just kill me,” I whispered, choking on the words. “I don’t belong here. None of you need me.”Nina’s voice interrupted my despair, sounding deceptively sweet. “What are you saying?” She approached me with a concerned expression on her face. “Why would Dad want to harm you?” Her words seemed insincere, the kindness in her tone concealing a hidden malice. She extended her hand as if to offer me assistance.I hesitated, glancing at her hand.“Let me help you, sister.”“Ah!” I cried as I lost my balance, falling back hard against the cold floor.Nina looked down at me, her face now twisted in annoyance. “What are you doing, sis?” she demanded. “Did you intentionally fall to spill your blood on my new dress?” Her gaze swept over the stained fabric as s
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ScarlettI stared at the small stick in my trembling hands, my breath caught in my throat. Two lines.Two pink lines. That’s all it takes to shatter my world for the second time in as many months. I stared at the pregnancy test until my vision blurred, willing the lines to fade, to reveal this as just another cruel joke. But they remained, blunt and undeniable against the white plastic.My legs gave out, and I slid down the bathroom wall to the cold tile floor. His child. Our child. The thought sent a wave of nausea through me that had nothing to do with morning sickness. My hands instinctively moved to my still-flat stomach, and I was struck by the strange duality of the moment—how something so small could feel so impossibly heavy. There was life inside me. A piece of him, a piece of the one who had discarded me like trash.“What am I going to do?” I whispered to the empty bathroom. The words echoed off the tiles, coming back to me with no more answers than when they left my lips. A
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ScarlettThe nausea had persisted for days. As I stood in front of Father’s study doors. My stomach churned—not just from the pregnancy. I struggled to control the sickness and steady my breathing. My hand trembled as I mustered the last of my courage to knock.“Enter.”With a final shaky breath, I pushed open the door. There he was, seated behind his desk, engrossed in the documents before him, not bothering to glance up.“Well?” he said, not lifting his gaze. “I assume you have something important to tell me, given how you’ve been skulking about the house these past weeks.”His words struck me. It was as if he knew why I was here. I struggled to speak. “Alpha... I...” The words trembled on my lips as I broke the news. “I’m pregnant.”The scratching of his pen stopped abruptly. He carefully placed it down and fixed his gaze on me. Instead of the expected anger or disappointment, a calculating gleam shone in his steel-gray eyes.“So, it’s true,” he said, his voice cold and trimmed. Th
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Scarlett“Scarlett.” My stepmother’s voice echoed. I struggled to stand on my feet. My conversation with my father last night hadn’t gone smoothly; it didn’t favor me. So he’d made sure to assign guards to monitor me all night to prevent me from running.“Scarlett.” The voice came again. This time, I was already on my feet. I opened the door.“Good morning, Luna,” I managed to greet her.“What the heck are you doing?” she asked with a scornful expression.“Nothing,” I replied weakly. “Do you need something?”“Yes,” she said, brushing past me without waiting for an invitation. She settled into the chair by the window, her movements graceful, every part of her natural appearance screaming authority. My stepmother was the Beta’s daughter from the neighboring pack—a detail she reminded me of daily.“Do you know what today means?”I shook my head. “No, Luna.”She smiled sweetly, making my skin crawl. Even when she tried to smile genuinely, it screamed “fake.” Everything about her was fake.
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