Whatever it was, the punishment was harsh. My parents were exiled. And I, a child still in my mother’s womb was left to face the consequences. I was only a baby and yet they insisted I stay to "pay for their sins." Therefore, I grew up alone and isolated.
I had no wolf when I turned sixteen unlike any other Alpha blood and the pack shunned me, calling me an Omega, a curse from the Moon Goddess herself. But on my eighteenth birthday, something changed.
I shifted.
I can’t explain the elation that had flooded through me. It was as if the years of isolation, the stares, all melted away in that single moment. I had my wolf. I was no longer the cursed girl, the one without power, the one whose existence was a mistake. But I knew better than to let the pack know. I hid my wolf, masked it, pretending to still be the same powerless Omega they believed me to be.
Only one person knew the truth, Owen, my mate.
Tonight, he promised me everything I had longed for. Tonight, we would be together and he would mark me as his Luna. Finally, I would be accepted. Finally, my wolf would be recognized. For the first time in my life, I felt like I had a future and a purpose.