My fairytale is finally within reach—right up until the moment the Everhart Pack rejects me in front of the entire royal elite on Omega Selection Day.
Every year, the most powerful alphas in the world gather beneath Ravencroft Hall’s glittering chandeliers to claim their destined omegas. For most, it’s a night of champagne and gossip. For those of us chosen by the Council, it’s the moment our whole lives have been leading toward.
I’ve dreamed of this since the day I was designated an omega.
My parents wanted me to chase prestige, not pack life—but all I’ve ever wanted is a warm home, a loving pack, pups underfoot, and the freedom to use my art to make the world better. I want the family I never had. The belonging I’ve always been denied.
The second I step toward my Council-matched alphas, everything shatters.
Ranier Starling sneers that a commoner could never stand at his side.
Bastion Silverwood leads cruel laughter.
Wyatt Whitlock lies—boldly, publicly—just to humiliate me.
Everhart Pack has rejected every omega before me. They’re out of time, out of chances, and one more refusal means royal disgrace. They need me.
I refuse to let the future I’ve worked for slip through my fingers.
So when they extend their roses, I accept—not as a meek little omega, but as the woman who will teach three arrogant alphas exactly what it means to earn a mate. Because crowns can be taken, power can shift, and even the lowest-ranked omega can bring a royal pack to its knees.