The Alpha rejected me, and the Luna called me a whore.Apparently, being born without a wolf makes me worthless.At least, that is what they believe.I have spent my entire life listening to Alphas tell me where I belong, watching Lunas look down their noses at me, and pretending I don't hear the whispers every time I walk past.They think I'm desperate for a mate.They think I'm dying to be chosen.They have no idea what I am.And when they finally find out, I won't need to beg an Alpha to want me.I'll only need to decide whether he deserves to kneel.Because there is something very, very wrong with the story they've been telling about female Alphas...And unfortunately for them, I'm living proof they're still alive.

The first time my mate touched me, he rejected me.The second time, he had his guards dragging me back to the servant quarters after I tried to escape his territory, while the entire pack watched me bleed and struggle on the floor.I should have died that night.Instead, someone found me in the forest with my throat torn open and my body barely breathing, and whatever happened next turned my entire fucking world upside down.By the time I opened my eyes, I could hear wolves screaming outside my room.They weren't screaming because they were coming for me.They were screaming because they couldn't get close enough to kneel.And Asher Kane?The arrogant bastard who once looked me in the eyes and called me unworthy was suddenly tearing the kingdom apart to find the woman he had rejected.Too bad I had already found someone else.Killian Cross didn't look at me like I was a worthless Omega.He looked at me like I was something worth burning the world for.And when I finally returned to the pack that had spent twenty-one years treating me like trash, I didn't come back begging for my place.I came back to take it.Because apparently, the Alpha hadn't rejected an Omega after all.He rejected a Moon Goddess.