Rejected by the Alpha, Claimed by the Supreme King

I lived in the basement of the man who promised to protect me. Kason Oneal, the Alpha, treated me like a servant while he doted on Dalia, his so-called "Fated Mate."

I went to his office one last time and knocked over his private journal. The entry from two weeks ago caught my eye.

He wrote that his wolf actually pulled toward me, not Dalia. He knew we were mates.

But he chose Dalia for her family's money.

He called me a "substitute"—a placeholder to keep his wolf calm until he could bond with her. He planned to keep me hidden in the dark forever, just to use my scent.