“Why would I reject you? We are mates. Tell me why.” he demanded to know.
“I am an omega. They say my mother was banished. I have been an omega for as long as I can remember,” I told him and felt shame wash over me as I twiddled with my fingers.
He let out a low growl and caused me to recoil into the corner of the bed.
“Victoria, I assure you that I will do nothing. Those who have harmed you in any way will be dealt with accordingly. Mark my words,” he said, leaning over to kiss my forehead.
Victoria is nineteen years old and unwanted in the Red Moon Pack. She’s just the Omega Girl that nobody wanted. Beaten and scolded daily, she sees no end to her pain and no way out. When she meets her future mate, she is sure he will reject her too.
Most of the werewolves get their wolves when they hit eighteen, but here she is, 19 years old and still not got her wolf or shifted. Of course, the pack found it to be yet another reason to treat her like trash, beating and bullying her.
Except she’s not just an omega girl. Victoria is about to find out who she really is, and things are about to change.
Will Victoria realize her worth and see she is worthy to be loved? What will happen when her sworn enemy, Eliza, vows to take everything from Victoria?

Not Just Any Omega

　　I was so happy to be back home at my pack finally. Victoria seemed content to be close to me, and I was pleased to find my good friend, Helen, nearby. She would help Victoria settle in, and they could become good friends.


　　I knew that Victoria was timid, and inside I was furious at how badly she had been treated. That would never happen to her again.


　　Helen knocked on my office door, and I permitted her to enter.


　　She bowed as soon as she came in.


　　“How is she?” I looked up from my paperwork to see Helen looking extremely uncomfortable.


　　“Alpha Alex, I do not know how to tell you this. But Victoria seems to be upset. She thinks that she should not be entitled to any of this. What is going on?” Helen exclaimed, taking a seat opposite me. I threw the pen down, sat back and sighed, rubbing my forehead.


　　It did not surprise me since she had been through hell and back at that sorry excuse of a pack.


CHAPTER Nine