NYQXEE POV
The wind howls around me as I sit on the edge of the cliff, my legs dangling over the abyss. The world below is dark and endless, mirroring the emptiness inside me. If I were to let go, no one would miss me. No one ever has.
What about Okami and Quennor?
I scoff. "You’ve known him for three days, and you're already clinging to hope? Don't be naive."
He loves us!
"No one loves us. They tolerate us until they don’t. They always end up hating us." My voice breaks, and angry tears spill down my face. "Do you even realize that our second-chance mate is the Lycan King? The most powerful man in the werewolf world? I’m just an Omega—weak, worthless, and disposable. What if his pack is even worse than this one?"
He chose us. They will accept us because he did, my wolf insists gentl
