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Chapter 1 — Less Than an Omega
[Freya Calvert's POV:]
In the darkness of the room, I lay alone on a soft bed, naked beneath the covers.
Tonight was the wedding night of me and Magnus Blackwood, the Alpha of the Thunderfang Pack.
There was no wedding, no banquet. What awaited me was only the back of a man sitting in a wheelchair and his harsh command—"Clean her up and bring her to my bed. I need to inspect the goods."
Inspect the goods...
To him, I was nothing more than a piece of merchandise. We were not destined mates. Our union was purely for mutual gain, each of us seeking what we needed from the other.
After losing my wolf, I was worth even less than an Omega.
I have no dignity left, allowing others to manipulate me however they wish.
Suddenly, the door opened, and I became nervous, clutching the edge of the sheet in a tight grip.
Rumor had it that Magnus was scarred, violent, and more unstable than ever after an injury left him with both a crippled leg and a reproductive defect.
After all, he was the Thunderfang Pack's Alpha—a man who once exuded confidence and pride.
But now, ever since his injury had turned him into a cripple, it was said that even his position as Alpha was no longer secure. A man like him must have been in a terrible state of mind.
He still hadn't found his destined mate.
Before me, all five of his chosen Lunas had mysteriously died, leaving every family in the packs—whether Alpha or Omega—too terrified to marry their daughters to him.
But the Calvert family took the risk.
The Calvert family had been desperate for money. Their company's cash flow had been severed, leaving them on the brink of bankruptcy. My father had taken out high-interest loans, and the accumulating debt had pushed both the company and our entire pack deeper into crisis.
Debt collectors from other packs swarmed, threatening to raid and strip us of what little we had left.
The Blackwood family of the Thunderfang Pack became our last lifeline.
They were the most powerful pack, but given Magnus's condition, my parents couldn't bear to sacrifice my pure and innocent younger sister, Elara Calvert, who was meant to inherit my father's position as Alpha. Instead, they had offered me—a wolf-less and twice-married disgrace—to the Blackwood family.
Without my wolf, my status in the family had often been lower than a servant's. My father had ordered me to marry the terrifying Magnus in my sister's place, and I had no right to refuse...
As I was lost in thought, the sound of wheels scraping against the floor grew clearer, jolting me back to reality. I held my breath, frozen in fear.
Through the darkness, I could see a figure moving closer and closer...
Suddenly, the blanket was yanked away, and a large hand touched me. It was rough and cold, just like him.
I couldn't help but scream.
A deep, icy voice laced with mockery rang out. "Scared?"
But he didn't stop. His hand traced down from my cheek, gliding over my slender neck, my delicate collarbone... until it reached my chest.
I gripped the sheets tightly, fighting the instinct to flee.
The man before me was an Alpha. Disabled or not, a wolf-less person like me would stand no chance of escape under his watchful eyes. Trying would only enrage him, inviting severe punishment.
Gritting my teeth, I forced myself to bear it as his hand moved down over my flat stomach, showing no sign of stopping.
"Stop, please stop." I finally couldn't bear it any longer, grabbing his hand just before it reached my most vulnerable spot.
It was said that men with problems in that area often developed twisted psyches, leading to peculiar desires, like sadism.
The thought sent a shiver through me, and I stammered, "Alpha, could, could you please, don't..."
"No." His harsh refusal left me breathless, the intense presence of his Alpha aura making it hard to breathe.
My entire body was trembling uncontrollably.
With a cold chuckle, he muttered, "Such a timid response. You almost had me thinking you were a virgin."
I saw his fierce wolf's eyes, tinged with red, his sharp teeth flashing as he leaned down toward my neck.
The next moment, the lights blazed on, and I instinctively shut my eyes.
He abruptly pulled his hand back, his sharp gaze cutting into me as he narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint within them. "So, tell me, am I supposed to call you Elara... or Freya?"
I froze.
Chapter 2 — You Knew My Identity?
[Freya's POV:]
I mustered the courage to open my eyes, finally taking in Magnus's face.
He exuded the powerful aura of an Alpha, looking down at me with contempt.
Though confined to a wheelchair, Magnus radiated an oppressive presence that made it clear others should keep their distance.
But wasn't Magnus rumored to be disfigured? Why was he so strikingly handsome?
I found myself momentarily dazed until I found the atmosphere got tense. I hurriedly pulled the covers around myself, sitting up without daring to meet his gaze, and stammered, "I... I'm Elara Calvert..."
Magnus's eyes darkened, and he pulled an envelope from his pocket, tossing it onto the bed.
I carefully picked it up and opened it, only to find that it was filled with photos and documents about Elara. It included her rank and status, and even detailed information about her wolf—all meticulously recorded.
"Though you and your sister are twins and look identical, you've lost your wolf, making you even less than an Omega, while she's a high-ranked Beta. Don't think that the fake wolf scent you carry could fool my wolf, Asher." Magnus growled fiercely at me.
So he knew my true identity from the start.
My heart pounded wildly, my back drenched in cold sweat.
Clutching the envelope tightly, I bit my lip, forcing myself to remain calm as I stole a glance at Magnus, keeping my expression unreadable.
"The Calvert family of Moonshadow Pack must think that, because I'm a cripple, they can send just anyone to fob me off," Magnus said.
I lowered my gaze and muttered, "I'm still one of the heirs of the Calvert family..." Once, I had even been the rightful heir to the Alpha position.
"An heir who was rejected and abandoned by her previous mate, and one who has no wolf?" His tone was dripping with sarcasm.
"So, the Calvert family thinks Thunderfang Pack is their garbage dump?" Magnus's gaze grew even colder.
His blunt words brought back the memories of that nightmare a month ago.
I bit down hard on my lip, letting the pain keep me grounded...
Before I could regain my composure, his icy voice cut through my thoughts. "I'm giving you five minutes. Get out of the Blackwood family."
"What?" I looked up sharply, meeting his fierce, intimidating gaze.
If I were sent away, the alliance between Moonshadow Pack and Thunderfang Pack would fall through, leaving Moonshadow Pack vulnerable to attacks from neighboring packs.
Everyone in my pack had placed their hopes on me. No matter how much I didn't want this, I couldn't stand by and watch Moonshadow Pack fall because of the Calvert family's failures or my father's negligence.
I steadied myself, gathering the courage to meet his eyes. "I know this marriage was arranged by your elders in Thunderfang Pack. To you, without a fated mate, it doesn't matter who you marry as Luna. Otherwise, you wouldn't have agreed to this union in the first place."
I paused and continued, "So, rather than going through the trouble of finding someone else, why not let me stay? I promise we can stay out of each other's way."
He looked at me with scorn and said, "Just because I haven't found my fated mate doesn't mean any wolf-less woman like you is fit to be Luna of Thunderfang Pack."
I had no retort to that, and I dropped my gaze in silence. He was right; my sister, a high-ranked Beta, was supposed to be the one marrying him, not me, who had lost my wolf and could only pretend to have one without any real strength...
Magnus narrowed his eyes, sizing me up.
After a moment, he curled his lips into a mocking smile and asked, "You really want to stay that badly?"
I nodded.
The disdain on Magnus's face deepened, probably thinking I was clinging to the idea of becoming his Luna because I craved the power of Thunderfang Pack.
He watched me intently, a smirk playing on his lips, before he slowly spoke, "I'll give you one chance to stay..."
Seeing his mocking expression, my heart skipped a beat with a sense of foreboding.
Sure enough, his next words were a harsh command, "Please me."
I froze, staring at him in shock and disbelief.
"What? Didn't you understand?"
Magnus sneered, "Don't tell me, after being married once and already marked, you don't know how to please a man?"
His humiliating words made me clench my fists tightly.
If I hadn't lost my wolf, I would never have to endure this humiliation.
Kieran Lupin, my previous chosen mate, and I were together for two years, but he never marked me, always making excuses about being too busy. In reality, it was because he despised me for losing my wolf.
One month ago, I caught him with a sultry, pregnant woman in our bedroom.
That was when my nightmare began...
"Speak." Magnus's eyes blazed with fury as he barked at me.
His face twisted in anger, terrifying to behold. If not for his disability, he would likely have shifted into his wolf form and torn me apart by now.
My prolonged silence clearly tested his patience.
He reached out and yanked the covers away from me, and in an instant, my bare body was laid completely exposed before him in an utterly humiliating state.
He moved his hand roughly, reaching downward toward my most vulnerable part...
Chapter 3 — Impotent
Fear gripped me instinctively, and I hurriedly pulled the covers up to shield my body, inching back in panic.
Magnus halted his actions, his voice deep and chilling as he threw down an Alpha's reprimand. "If you can't follow through, then get out."
"Playing the pure and innocent doesn't suit you," he sneered, pushing his wheelchair around to leave.
I shouted, "Wait!"
Watching Magnus's cold, unfeeling back, desperation overcame me, and I called out after him.
Clutching the blanket around me, I scrambled out of bed and shouted at his retreating figure, "If you're already impotent, why go through the trouble of tormenting me? Why not just let us coexist in peace and spare yourself the hassle of marriage?"
My words brought Magnus to a sudden stop, his wheelchair coming to a jarring halt.
He stayed still, but his head turned slightly, a sharp glint in his eyes as he asked, voice like a deadly whisper, "Who are you calling impotent?"
His menacing gaze seemed to promise that one more word from me would unleash his wolf, tearing me to shreds.
Even sitting in that wheelchair, he commanded a terrifying, raw power befitting an Alpha.
But could he still control his wolf? How much longer could he hold the position of Alpha for Thunderfang Pack in his current state?
Lost in thought, I barely noticed that Magnus had turned his wheelchair around and was slowly moving closer to me.
His face was clouded with anger, and his gaze was cold.
Instinctively, I took two steps back.
In a swift movement, Magnus reached me, closing the distance almost too quickly for someone in a wheelchair. His hand shot out, gripping my wrist tightly, and he pulled the covers away from me.
I found myself naked, helplessly landing on his lap.
His gaze locked onto mine, intense and piercing. "Who were you saying was impotent?"
"Everyone says... I mean, the rumors..." My face burned as I stammered, my hands scrambling to cover myself. "Let me go..."
His sudden closeness threw me into a panic, his intense, masculine scent enveloping me completely. It was fierce, domineering, and dangerous.
It brought back memories of that man in the car—the one whose presence had been just as forceful and dominating.
My face went pale as I recalled that night, a night I could never forget.
A month ago, after witnessing Kieran's betrayal, I wandered the streets, devastated, only to be pulled into a stranger's car. What happened next spiraled completely out of control.
I'd fought... screamed... but every attempt at resistance was overpowered by those scorching hands.
I was as fragile and helpless as a puppet, easily controlled and shattered, until I was left barely breathing.
In that desperate moment, I had been mated by a stranger whose face I never saw. Without my wolf, I hadn't even been able to sense his rank...
"Are you so desperate to become Thunderfang Pack's Luna?"
The low, demonic voice near my ear jolted me back to reality, and my body went rigid.
In that moment, I felt his hot, hard length pressing against me.
After what happened a month ago, I knew what that meant.
Sweat broke out across my forehead as I pressed one arm against my chest, the other trying to push him away. "Let go of me."
This was far too dangerous.
Magnus laughed coldly. "So tense—what, never mated before?"
I locked eyes with him, defiant. "You don't have to humiliate me like this."
My resistance only angered him further. His hand shot up to my throat, and he bared his wolfish teeth, growling, "A wolf-less woman like you dares to defy me? You have no sense of self-preservation. I told you. You can stay, but only if you please me."
I gasped for breath, choking as he held my throat, my lips trembling.
Looking into his eyes, I forced myself to ignore the shame, exposing my body to him fully.
His sharp fangs flashed, and I realized he could control his wolf even in his current state. He could shift and tear me apart at any moment.
Could that be why his previous five Lunas had disappeared?
The thought terrified me to my core...
Trembling, I reached out, slowly unbuttoning his shirt.
Suddenly, nausea hit me, and I gagged involuntarily.
Immediately, Magnus's grip on my chin tightened, his face twisted with fury. "Do I disgust you that much?"
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