My name is Ava Rose; eighteen, Selene pack Omega.
From a young age, I knew who I'd become, what I was meant to be. As Omega, I have no authority, no rights and certainly not a place by His side. I was never meant to rule, never meant for greatness.
Months of preparation had led to this crucial day, and yet I can't seem to bring myself to remain calm. I feel so- vulnerable and unprepared. Despite its simplicity, the Mating ceremony is of utmost importance to the werewolf kind, especially for those of higher ranks; any mistake will be regarded as disgraceful, traitorous even.
It is of great importance everything goes perfect, that is if I wish to leave unharmed.
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Hello dear readers! Welcome to my own take on the Werewolf Romance story, The Alpha's Omega! I hope you enjoy it and please leave a comment if you do ;) Before we continue, please be aware this story contains the following;
- Depictions of gore/violence
- Sexual themes
- Heavy themes
- Death
Furthermore, the series is undergoing major edits, proofreads and polishes; it may have grammatical errors as all chapters are released upon first to second draft. They will be edited later on. Feel free to point out mistakes or give constructive criticism! Feedback will always be appreciated in hopes to better the experience. However, any hate/degrading comments will be ignored.
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THE FALTERED BOND
WerewolfBOOK #1 of the Faltered series | WIP She is the daughter of an exiled traitor. He is the heir of a feared leader. She is shunned by her rank. He is praised for his title. She's an Invalid Omega. He's the future Alpha. Ava Rose and Jace Weston. Two o...
