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Lenora, an orphaned omega, has always known her place: at the bottom of the pack, toiling away in the kitchen while enduring constant insults. Headstrong and unyielding, she often speaks up for what is right—earning her the ire of her packmates, especially the ruthless Lycan King, Jax, and his confidante, Claire.

On her twenty-first birthday, Lenora’s life takes an unexpected turn when she discovers that Jax is her fated mate. But instead of joy, the revelation brings humiliation. Jax, embarrassed by their bond, demands secrecy and rejects her outright. When a cruel setup orchestrated by Claire forces Jax to banish Lenora and her closest friend, Noah, tragedy strikes, leaving Lenora shattered and determined to abandon her werewolf roots.

Haunted by his actions, Jax tries to bring Lenora back, but she is no longer the omega he once disregarded. Found and manipulated by Jax's estranged brother, Luke—a vengeful outcast—Lenora must navigate a web of lies, uncovering truths about her mate and the dark secrets that threaten to tear the pack apart.

As power struggles ignite and betrayal cuts deep, Lenora must rise above the chaos to protect what remains of her heart and her pack. But when love and revenge collide, will Lenora and Jax find their way back to each other, or will their bond be forever broken?

The Lycan king

Our plans for lunch didn't fall through. Jax looked too tired and I had to cancel with Bethany. She wasn't bothered because Devon had already slept off so she had to wake him up to eat. I didn't bother taking the food to the table, I just carried it over to the bed and we ate, trying our best not to spill it on the sheets.

"Can you bake?" He asked me and I nodded. As kitchen volunteers, we had to learn everything. There was a time Jax loved eating cake and we had to make a fresh one every day. Maybe I should do that for him. "Is there anything you can't do?"

"I don't know. You know, kitchen volunteers can throw it down in the kitchen. We all had to learn from an early age." I explained to him and he nodded. "Is there anything in particular you want?" I asked and he shook his head. Lately, he didn't have a particular palette. He just ate anything that was served to him. It made things easier for me when it came to deciding what to make for us.

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