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Cassia Phoenix always dreamed her mate would be her refuge—the one to give her the home she never had, the life she craved. But fate is cruel, and dreams are lies wrapped in pretty promises.

When she finally finds her mate, it’s not salvation. It’s a sentence. 

He’s already claimed by another, and she's nothing more than a mistake he’s determined to erase. Every day, he reminds her that she is unwanted. Unworthy. Unloved.

Being an omega, She spent her life on the fringes of her pack, invisible and expendable. But this? This is worse. 

So she runs.

To Winter Lake, a place that shouldn’t exist, where the rules of the world don’t apply. There, she might find a sliver of peace—if her mate doesn’t hunt her down, and if the powerful alpha of this forbidden pack doesn’t discover the truth about who she is. About what she is.

Staying is dangerous. Impossible, even. But then there’s him. The brown-eyed shifter who saves her from the storm, whose strength and promises make her question everything she thought she knew about fate, loyalty, and belonging. He makes her want to stay. To fight. To believe.

But when she’s spent her entire life running, how does she stop?

Cassia: The Alpha King's Outcast Omega

Breakfast, as you can imagine, is not an enjoyable experience.

It's downright torture to sit with my packmates unable to

contain their curiosity at my father's sudden arrival. If I'd known he was coming, I'd have warned them and I'm sure they know it.

The fact that the kitchen is small doesn't help matters. As there wasn't enough space at the table for everyone, my father ordered his enforcers and Kael into the corner, despite Lucian's assurance they could sit in the lounge or he could find some more chairs.

Kael refused. Ivan completely ignored Lucian, and Helena offered a wan smile before following my father's order.

If that wasn't bad enough, there's been a weird tension between Orion and Helena since he arrived for breakfast and froze in the doorway. After a second, he strode in and took a seat that positioned him opposite her. The moment he did, she turned to face the wall.

Not My Fault