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

　　"It's going to be okay, sweetheart. I won't let anyone hurt you."


　　My heavy eyes flutter open and then close immediately when greeted by the bright overhead light. I try to lift my hand to shield my eyes but something is holding it down at my side.


　　Angling my head down, I strain my heavy lids open and peep through my eyelashes to see a head of thick, black hair lying on the bed beside me, my hand cradled within a larger one. I lift my other hand and carefully brush my fingers through the thick locks of hair, mesmerized by how soft they were.


　　Alec's head slowly lifts and then his sleepy eyes become suddenly alert when he sees me looking back at him. He sits up from his chair, the screeching sound of its legs scraping against the tiled floor, echoing in the quiet room.


CHAPTER 27