All the years Kieran and I had been together, he never thought of marking me to officially be his Luna. That only meant one thing, he never wanted me to be his Luna. Maybe he thought I wasn’t good enough because I was a lowly omega. Maybe he preferred Nina who was the daughter of a Lycan even though she was an orphan. Every time I had asked him why he never marked me and when he was, he kept on giving excuses and told me instead that he would mark me officially on our wedding night. But I was still the one pleading for a wedding to actually take place.
I knew the consequences of the actions I was about to take was going to be severe but I didn’t care. If he officially rejected me from his pack, it meant that I was going to be a rogue and if that was the case I was going to be in danger. Which pack was going to take in a lowly rogue who was abandoned by her Alpha fiancé on the altar? But this was the only way I was going to be free from his clutches and it was a risk I was willing to take. If I died, so be it. I was an orphan and there was nothing I was living for in this world anyway.