CJ Chin

"I'm an omega.  I have no inner wolf, so there's a very high chance that I have no fated mate. I mean, how could I?" 

Elena Reed lived a simple life. She had a warm home with loving parents and friends she cherished more than anything in the world. But Elena had one dark cloud hovering over her happy, simple life. She didn't have a wolf. For years she waited, hoping that one day, that inner voice of her soul companion would speak out to her. But that voice never came. And she accepted that. 

Now the Alpha has decreed that all unmated female wolves are to attend The Choosing ceremony. A ceremony that is held every year to give unmated wolves the opportunity to find their soulmate. Elena's world is turned upside down when she attends the ceremony and her path crosses with the Alpha's son Alec Storm, the next in line to lead the Blood Moon Pack. 

As Elena and Alec keep finding themselves drawn to each other, Alec declares that she is his mate, while Elena is forced to reveal why that could never be true; a wolfless omega could never be anyone's fated mate. Alec makes it his mission to uncover the mystery that shrouds Elena and her missing wolf as outside forces plot against them for reasons none of them were ever aware of. Elena is the key to a deeply kept secret. One that could upturn their lives as they know it.

The Alpha's Forsaken Omega

　　The restaurant was tucked away on a quiet street, its low lighting casting long shadows on the walls. A soft hum of conversation mingled with the clinking of glasses, creating an atmosphere that felt both intimate and clandestine.


　　At a corner table, a woman sat with her back to the door, her silhouette shrouded in mystery. Her dark hair fell in waves over her shoulders, and the glint of a silver bracelet caught the light as she absentmindedly traced the rim of her wine glass. She wore a fitted black dress that hinted at elegance, but her posture was tense, betraying an underlying urgency.


　　I slowly made my way to the table and occupied the vacant seat across from her. The woman flinched slightly before regaining her quiet composure, lifting the wine glass to her lips and taking a slow sip of the crimson contents.


CHAPTER 29