The Omega Every Alpha Wants As Their Luna

Nia’s POV The council of Alphas filled the grand hall of Hollow Creek's palace. Their Betas sat behind them, quiet and alert. I sat behind my father, Alpha Theo Blackwood. It felt strange sitting here as an Omega. This was the Annual Pack Submit, an important gathering in the realm where only Alphas and their closest advisors usually attended. I could feel eyes on me. Some were curious. Some confused. Some outrightly hostile. I ignored all of them. I wasn’t here for them. I was here for one reason. To get answers. I had pushed my father for days until he agreed to bring me here instead of his Beta. A palace official stepped forward. “His Majesty, Lycan King Darius Blake is about to enter.” Immediately, everyone in the hall stood. I stood too. The protocol here wasn’t new to me. This place… I knew it too well. I had sat here before. On the small throne. Right beside the King’s throne. As Queen Serafina Blake. As the Luna of King Darius. I had ruled beside him for seven years. I had called this place my home. Until everything ended. He accused me of adultery. There was no proper trial. No fair hearing. Just judgment. And a public execution. I should have died that day. But I didn’t. Somehow, inexplicably, my soul ended up in another body. Nia Blackwood’s body. The Omega who was already dying when I found her, attacked by Rogues. Her body was weak. Her life was slipping away. And before she was gone completely, she let me in. She didn’t ask for much. Only that I live. And that I find justice for her. That was why I was here. To understand why I was killed. And to speak for Nia who was brutally murdered by Rogues. Whose body I now inhabited. The doors of the hall opened. King Darius walked in. Everything about him was the same. His posture. His face. His presence. Even his eyes. Cold. Sharp. Unforgiving. The same eyes that looked at me when I begged for my life. When I told him I was innocent. He didn’t believe me then. I pushed the memory away. Behind him walked a woman. Young. Beautiful. Dressed like she belonged in royalty. I frowned a little. So he had already replaced me. That was fast. But when I looked closer, I froze. The young beautiful woman besides King Darius was Lina. My younger sister. My only family. My breath caught in my throat. No. That couldn’t be right. But she was walking beside Darius like it was normal. Like she belonged there. They stopped at the throne. Darius sat first. Then Lina sat beside him. Right next to him. On the throne that used to be mine. My heart dropped. I couldn’t move for a second. Lina didn’t look confused or out of place. She looked calm. Comfortable. Like she had always been there. The hall erupted. “Long live His Majesty, Alpha King Darius!” Everyone echoed it. My chest tightened. Then they added—,“Long live His Luna!” I froze. Luna? My eyes snapped back to Lina. Luna Lina? How preposterous. No. That was impossible. A faint growl rumbled within me. Since our recovery, Aria had been weak, but at this moment, I could feel her anger simmering beneath the surface. Darius raised his hand slightly. “Be seated.” Everyone sat down. I sat too, slowly. But my eyes stayed on Lina. She stayed calm beside him. Acting like none of this was strange. Like she hadn't just lost her elder sister. Coldly beheaded, right on this palace ground, four weeks ago. My fingers tightened slightly in my lap. How… had my sister become his Luna? Had my uncle, Alpha Julian, actually allowed it? My gaze swept across the hall in search of him. Was he even here? And why did it feel like I was the only person in this entire hall who could see how terribly wrong this was? Questions flooded my mind so fast they almost made my head ache. What happened to my body after my execution? Where was I buried? Did they even hold a funeral for me? Was Lina there? How did my uncle Julian and my pack react? Did she even cry for me at all? Or had she already moved into the palace before my body was even cold? My stomach twisted painfully. The questions kept circling in my head until I started feeling dizzy. Then suddenly, Darius looked up. His eyes landed on me. And stayed there. My breath caught. For a moment, the entire hall faded into the background. The low voices, the movements…everything disappeared beneath the weight of his stare. He was looking directly at me. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking. Maybe he was simply wondering why an Omega was sitting among the Alphas during such an important gathering. Or maybe…Maybe he felt it too. That bond. The pull. The one that should have died with Serafina. Because I still felt it. Faint. Painful. But alive. My chest tightened instantly. Darius Blake would never believe that the woman he executed four weeks ago, his Alpha-blooded mate. His Luna was still alive. Now sitting in his hall as Nia Blackwood—an Omega. Watching him from across the room while his new Luna, my younger sister, sat beside him on my throne. His expression never changed. But something about the way he looked at me made my pulse slow. Like some part of him had paused without understanding why. And suddenly, one terrifying thought entered my mind—What if he could still feel me too?