“I, Austin Miller, Alpha of the Midnight Moon Pack, reject Cory Hemmings as my mate.” I knew it. I knew he would reject me. He would because I am an Omega. A servant to his pack.
“I, Cory Hemmings, accept the rejection.” I ran away. “Oh, Moon Goddess, why?” I called out as tears flowed.
Cory lost her parents in an attack. She lost her pack. Now, she had lost her mate.
But when she met Lucas Dacre, sparks flew instantly. Is this her second chance mate?
“I, Cory Hemmings, accept the rejection.” I ran away. “Oh, Moon Goddess, why?” I called out as tears flowed.
Cory lost her parents in an attack. She lost her pack. Now, she had lost her mate.
But when she met Lucas Dacre, sparks flew instantly. Is this her second chance mate?
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