Reborn Luna Tearing the Scum Alpha, Crushing the Fake Omega!

When I died, the blood of the fetus was still hot on my belly hair. The Alpha who claimed to "mark" my entire body finally marked me permanently with his fangs. Now, I have become a ghost wolf entangled between his bed curtains, watching him cramp every night due to guilt. Thorn always said he wanted to conquer me - now every breath of his is under my control. How interesting it is when this arrogant wolf king starts to whimper like courtship to the air...