The Omega He Dumped Is the Alpha King's Sister
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I just get back from three months of hell on the northern border, dust still on my jacket, when Grandpa's calls start blowing up my phone.
"Seraphina! You need to swing by Black Ridge City and meet your fiancé!"
The old betrothal, arranged before I was even born. The guy is Derek, son of the Black Ridge Pack's Alpha.
I couldn't care less about the engagement, but I owe the elders that much respect.
So I send my unit back to base and head into the city alone, figuring I'll grab a gift and get this over with.
I find a necklace I like at Tears of the Stars, the fanciest jewelry store in town. The sales clerk looks at me like I'm trash. "That necklace runs eight million dollars. You break it, you'll be washing dishes for the rest of your life and still not pay it off."
I'm reaching for my black card when a wall of perfume hits me.
A woman dripping in jewelry storms in with a pack of bodyguards, wrinkling her nose in disgust. "What kind of gutter wolf is this? Keep talking and I'll have someone skin you and turn you into a rug. That necklace is mine. I'm Derek's girl."
I actually laugh, I'm that pissed off. Call up my dear fiancé right there on the spot.
"Derek. Your girl just told me she's going to skin me and make me into a rug."
"Seraphina! You need to swing by Black Ridge City and meet your fiancé!"
The old betrothal, arranged before I was even born. The guy is Derek, son of the Black Ridge Pack's Alpha.
I couldn't care less about the engagement, but I owe the elders that much respect.
So I send my unit back to base and head into the city alone, figuring I'll grab a gift and get this over with.
I find a necklace I like at Tears of the Stars, the fanciest jewelry store in town. The sales clerk looks at me like I'm trash. "That necklace runs eight million dollars. You break it, you'll be washing dishes for the rest of your life and still not pay it off."
I'm reaching for my black card when a wall of perfume hits me.
A woman dripping in jewelry storms in with a pack of bodyguards, wrinkling her nose in disgust. "What kind of gutter wolf is this? Keep talking and I'll have someone skin you and turn you into a rug. That necklace is mine. I'm Derek's girl."
I actually laugh, I'm that pissed off. Call up my dear fiancé right there on the spot.
"Derek. Your girl just told me she's going to skin me and make me into a rug."







































