The Night He Threw Me to Rogues and I Never Came Back

"Your father decimated my bloodline; now, it’s your turn to settle the debt."

On our wedding night, my husband Kael forced a heat inducer down my throat and discarded me into a den of mindless rogues. He stood by, wearing a cold smile as he watched them tear me apart.

I was cast off to a desolate border outpost, reduced to the lowest form of a shared omega. I endured that hell for five long years.

When his current Luna murdered my only sister, I gathered her cold body in my arms and leapt from the fortress walls.

He refused to let me die. He knelt in the dirt, sobbing, begging me to live.