The Genius Designer Escapes Her Alpha

I am the Luna to the Alpha King, but our marriage is nothing but a gilded cage. Every night, my husband forces me to drink a bitter wolfsbane concoction so I, an Omega, will never bear his heir.

While he was on national television flaunting his childhood sweetheart, my fragile brother collapsed and needed a $200,000 life-saving surgery.

I begged Corbin for the money. He threw a black credit card at me like a bone to a dog.

But when I reached the hospital emergency room, the nurse looked at me with pity and said the card was declined. He had frozen his accounts.

When I frantically called his private number, his mistress answered.

"Oh, is that you, Davina? Corby is a little... preoccupied in the shower right now."

My inner wolf howled in agony. I was his fated mate, yet I was treated like disposable trash, enduring daily humiliation while his mother mocked my barren womb and he paraded his true love to the world.

He knew I needed that money to save my brother's life, yet he chose to leave him for dead just to remind me of my place.

Why did I ever think my sacrifices could warm his cold heart?

Watching my brother being wheeled into surgery thanks to a friend's emergency loan, whatever love I had for Corbin Montgomery turned to ash.

I went back to his mansion, piled up every designer bag and diamond he had ever given me, and started a public livestream.

"As of tonight, I formally petition the Alpha King for The Rejection."