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Ken's father was the Rosemoon pack's Beta. He sacrificed himself protecting my father, the Alpha, during an accident.
My father, consumed by gratitude, took Ken into our pack’s main family. He also revealed that the fates had destined Ken and me as mates.
I also felt indebted, and tried everything to win Ken's affection, almost to the point of fawning over him.
However, Ken always treated me with cold indifference, barely acknowledging my existence.
One evening, I was preparing a business plan to compete for a Sequoia Capital internship, he suddenly came to see me and asked about my core strategy.
I thought he had finally warmed up to our bond and excitedly shared all the details of my plan with him.
One week later, I discovered that his Omega sweetheart, Elise, had stolen my plan and submitted it as her own for the competition.
She ended up securing the only internship position and became the campus sensation.
Heartbroken, I confronted Ken about why he had extracted my ideas to help Elise.
He replied with utter indifference, "You're the Alpha's daughter, you lack for nothing. She's just an Omega with only this one opportunity."

When My Rival Became My Knight

On the eve of the Mating Moon, Ken and Elise returned from Dubai.


Ken felt puzzled as to why I hadn't contacted him during his long trip.


After all, an Alpha mating was a big deal, and both parties needed to try on their ceremonial robes and rehearse the ancient rites.


After much deliberation, he sent me a message in an attempt to smooth things over:


"I bought you an ruby necklace as a mating gift. I hope you'll like it."


After sending the message, the system showed that he had been blocked by the recipient!


I had actually blocked him! Ken was furious, thinking that since the ceremony was tomorrow anyway, it would only be the Rosemoon pack who would be embarrassed if he didn't prepare properly.


As night fell, Ken tossed and turned, unable to sleep. He imagined how he would give me the cold shoulder at the ceremony tomorrow, to let me taste what it felt like to be ignored. But deep down, a hint of unease stirred in his gut.


Chapter 7