Nightshade
I never asked to be his mate.
Damien Magnus was everything I could never have, powerful and untouchable. He was the heir to the Moonstone pack. I was the pack's only omega, a disgrace, surviving on scraps and their mercy.
When the mate bond finally snapped into place on my eighteenth birthday, I saw the horror reflect deep in his eyes. Rejection even before he spoke the words.
But for a single night, he let himself want me.
He came to me in darkness a desperate and hungry man. He touched me like I was precious, like I meant the world to him. He made love to me like I mattered.
By morning, he'd made his choice.
The note he left behind shattered what was left of my heart: "This never happene