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 air was thick with tension as I awaited the arrival of my informant, a wiry man named Orin, who had carved a niche for himself as a messenger in the underbelly of the supernatural world. Orin's footsteps crackled against the leaves; his silhouette sharp against the faint light. He approached with a sense of urgency, his expression a mixture of excitement and concern.


　　"My lord," he panted, coming to a halt a few paces away. "The attack on Alpha Alec was unsuccessful."


　　My heart, usually steady and unyielding, tightened in my chest. I had orchestrated the plan with precision, each detail meticulously planned to catch the Alpha off guard. Alec was a formidable opponent, known for his strength and cunning methods, but I had believed that my tactics would prevail.


　　"What happened?" I asked, my voice low and measured, betraying none of the turmoil churning within me.


CHAPTER 36