Rejecting My Arrogant Alpha: The Queen's Return

I spent three days perfecting a custom cake for my Alpha husband's thirtieth birthday.

Instead of thanking me, he looked at me with disgust and ordered a servant to throw my hard work into the trash.

His mother publicly mocked me as a dirty, wolfless Omega, and the entire ballroom laughed.

Then, his supposed savior, Sloane, appeared, flaunting a diamond bracelet he had just gifted her.

When I pleaded for him to defend me as his Luna, he growled at me to stop embarrassing myself.

Sloane then faked a stumble, pushing me backward until my head smashed violently against a marble fountain.

As I lay bleeding on the floor, the last thing I saw before blacking out was my husband scooping her into his arms, not even glancing back at me.

For three years, I had endured his contempt, believing I was just a useless, subservient wife acquired through a contract.

I didn't understand why he hated me so much, or why I let him break my heart over and over again.

But that heavy blow to my head shattered a three-year-old dam in my mind.

Waking up in the hospital, the fog of amnesia was gone.

I wasn't a weak, nameless Omega.

I was Aurora Montgomery, a genius hacker and the sole heir to a billionaire Pack empire.

When Cade walked into my room demanding I apologize to Sloane, I stood up and looked him dead in the eye.

"I, Aurora Montgomery, reject you."