I met Ethan during my sophomore year of high school.
He had just transferred back from Switzerland, carrying himself like some rich heir.
Elegant. Arrogant. Untouchable.
He looked down on everything.
Including the thing I cared about most—being number one in my grade.
I always knew there were plenty of people who had better lives than me.
Not everyone was born with the same advantages.
But Ethan's arrival made me realize something.
The gap between people wasn't just a ditch.
Sometimes it was a mountain I might never be able to climb in my entire life.
I was born into the Hale family, one of the most prestigious pure-blood werewolf families on the East Coast.
But I was an Omega.
The day I was born, my entire family waited outside the delivery room.
The moment they learned I was
