HIS FATED MATE

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GRANDMOTHER POV

After Taehyung was born, she should’ve felt proud.

Another grandchild — a potential heir.

But the moment she looked into Jia’s exhausted, smiling face, she felt nothing but disdain.

That woman had no place in her bloodline. A quiet, soft-spoken omega who’d somehow lured her son into mating.

Her son — a True Blood Alpha. The pride of their lineage.

And now she was giving birth to his children? Children who might carry her pathetic softness?

Disgraceful.

Still, she bit her tongue. For now.

Jia’s first pregnancy had resulted in twins — a boy and a girl. One omega, one alpha. Neither were true blood.

The family celebrated anyway. But not her.

She stayed silent.
Watching,Calculating.

Then the doctors said Jia wouldn’t be able to conceive again — some internal complication, a risk to her life if she did.

Good.

One more child, and that would be the end.

She prayed for it to be a True Blood.

One final child to carry the legacy properly. To erase Jia’s shame from the family name.

And then Taehyung was born.
The doctor called it out with a smile:

“True Blood Alpha! Healthy and strong!”

Her heart leapt. Finally.

She held him in her arms and whispered, “You’ll be the one. The rightful heir.”

But she wasn’t a fool. She didn’t trust doctors.

She ordered her own test — her own ranking specialist. Secretly. Quietly.

And when the results came back, her hands trembled in fury.

Half omega. Half alpha. A genetic rarity. A disgrace.

It didn’t matter that he was healthy. It didn’t matter that he looked perfect.

What he was... was filth.

She wanted to scream. To tear the report apart.

But instead, she folded it neatly, burned it in the backyard, and told no one.

Not even Jia. Especially not Jia.
She watched the young mother hold her baby with love. Kissing his forehead. Rocking him gently. Whispering lullabies.

And all she could think was:

You did this. You corrupted my bloodline. You made this... this freak.

She couldn’t let it go.

So she decided — if she couldn’t erase the omega from his blood, she’d erase it from his mind.

When she told her mate the truth, he was livid.

“This woman ruined our son,” he hissed. “Ruined our legacy.”

But then came the idea. His mate — always so clever, so cruel — offered a plan.

“We tell no one. We pretend he’s True Blood. We control everything he learns. We crush any omega instincts before they show.”