Alpha King’s Rejected and Marked Breeder

He bought me to breed his heirs. I refused to be broken.
I thought the orphanage was the worst cage Id ever know. Then the enforcers came at dawn and dragged me to Blood Moon—payment for debts I didnt owe, sold to an alpha Id never met.
Lycan King Kael doesnt want a mate. He wants a womb. His pack is under attack, his brother is cursed, and he needs heirs before everything falls apart. Im just the transaction that solves his problem.
He gives me a choice: cooperate willingly, or hell force it.
I choose to fight.
But Kael isnt the monster I expected. Hes brutal, yes—but hes also broken. Haunted by the brother he couldnt save. Desperate to protect a pack thats bleeding at the edges. And when he looks at me during training, when he watches me refuse to submit, something shifts in those storm-gray eyes.
He starts seeing me as more than breeding stock.
I start seeing him as more than my captor.
Then his cursed brother attacks. Im supposed to hide like a good little omega while warriors fight and die. Instead, I grab a weapon and stand my ground. When Kael nearly bleeds out in the throne room, Im the one who refuses to let him go.
When the pack needs leadership and hes too injured to stand, I step up and take control.
Suddenly Im not the purchased omega anymore. Im deputy alpha. Second-in-command. The wolf who changed everything Blood Moon thought it knew about strength and power and who deserves to lead.
And Kael? He doesnt want me as his breeder now.
He wants me as his mate.
But wanting isnt the same as trusting. He purchased me. Threatened me. Reduced me to biology and breeding rights. Can I really believe he sees me differently now? That this isnt just strategy wrapped in pretty words?
Three weeks of patient courting. Rival alphas circling our borders. A pack thats watching to see if the omega who rose from nothing will actually claim the alpha who bought her.
I have to decide: play it safe and keep my heart locked away, or risk everything on the impossible hope that the king who caged me might actually set me free.
In a world where omegas are bought and used, one refuses to break. In a pack where tradition rules everything, one dares to change it all.