"Oh dear, an omega? The moon goddess paired me with an omega?!" He rages, and I can't help but think it's a tantrum from someone used to getting their way. This kind of complaint is so typical of a spoiled child, I almost want to roll my eyes. "Alpha Carter," I attempt to speak, but he swiftly silences me. "Hold on, you'll listen when I'm done talking!" he commands, and I obediently nod, remaining quiet. "Listen carefully, you're my chosen mate, but I refuse to accept it. You're simply an omega, and worse, you're the offspring of the man who tried to harm my father. Never will I accept you as my partner," he sneers, and I stare at him, bewildered, as if he's lost touch with reality. They were fated to be together, an Alpha and Luna, through a predetermined union... but now this unexpected turn."
