Every she-wolf in the Blackwood Pack envied me. I was Olivia Klein, a low-ranking Omega, who somehow married their most powerful Alpha, Dominic Blackwood. Yet none knew the truth of my torment. The Phoenix mark on my neck made me his Luna, but it never made me his choice.
For five years, I endured his hatred, the pack’s scorn, and the crushing weight of a prophecy no one believed. The final straw came with a car crash that nearly stole our unborn child. My desperate calls went unanswered. Instead, Dominic moved his ex into our bedroom.
That’s when I finally understood: prophecies lie. Marks fade. And some battles aren’t worth fighting. For my child's sake, I was resolved to leave. But if I was so easy to discard, why did that callous, heartless Alpha suddenly have regrets?
