His Cruel Bonded Omega,The Alpha’s Late Regret

At my mating ceremony, the massive moonstone display suddenly projected images of me tangled in a den with Alaric Nightfall's sworn enemy.

Before I could react, Alaric had already handled the chaos with chilling efficiency, his Alpha command silencing the gasps and growls of the gathered pack members. Then he calmly walked me through the rest of the bonding ritual as if nothing had happened.

When the feast finally ended and I tried to explain, I found him pinning my stepsister to our mating bed, claiming her with savage abandon.