“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

　　As I approached the pack house, I was shocked by the state of it. The outside was just as bad as the inside, and it was clear that we had a lot of work to do to bring it back up again. But I knew that we could do it. We were a strong pack, and nothing was going to stop us.


　　Alex was a significant alpha, and I felt so proud of him. Despite everything that had happened since we found each other again, he was still strong. I loved him so much, and I was determined that we would never be separated again.


　　My grandmother stood beside me, looking so sad at the state of the pack house. I knew that we had to put things directly, but when I saw Alpha Evan looking back at me, I froze on the spot. I felt like the worthless little omega that I had grown up believing that I was.


CHAPTER Forty-two