As an orphan, I never thought my true identity was so special. I thought I was a humble omega, every werewolf in the pack said so, until I came to my eighteenth birthday. Everything changed from the night I shifted. That night, I owned the gorgeous white wolf and suffered the betrayal of my mate. As I was drowning in busy chores, a wonderful scent helped me quickly recognize my second mate, the noble Lycan Prince. It says that the Lycan Prince is brutal, bloodthirsty, and ruthless, and I want nothing more than to stay away from him. However, when I was about to be killed by him, an incredible miracle happened… ‘You are his destined mate,’ the Moon Goddess whispered softly.
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