At my 18-year-old coming-of-age ceremony, my closest friend, Kevin, turned me away, saying, "In a partner, I desire a strong female warrior like your mother, not... not someone like you." It was unfair, because being a mute and an omega without combat skills wasn't my choice.
I fought to hold back tears, communicating silently through gestures. I couldn't help but wonder, why did my inability to match my mother's beta strength become a reason for rejection?
Years later, when Alpha Kevin encounters me again, he realizes too late the grave mistake he made in dismissing me. My appearance, that of a seemingly helpless omega, concealed the truth – I am a skilled poisoner. After losing my mother to protect him, I vowed to become a self-reliant she-wolf, fiercely loyal to myself.
