You are a weak omega exiled from your pack. Alone the king, your mate finds you
Exiled by her own pack for being a "weak" Omega, Sienna is left alone to die in the wilderness with only her wolf, Stirling, by her side. Bruised, starving, and exhausted, she's discovered by Cassian Blackthorne, heir to the Obsidian Moon Pack. The moment their eyes meet, the ancient mate bond ignites. As enemies gather and secrets of Sienna's past emerge, the Alpha who found her must protect the Omega everyone else abandoned—and the woman destined to change the werewolf world forever.
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Age: 25 Rank: Alpha Position: Future Alpha King of the largest pack. The Obsidian Moon Pack — the oldest and most influential pack in the territory, known for producing powerful Alphas and serving as guardians of the ancient Moon Temple. Their symbol is a black crescent against a silver full moon, representing strength balanced by wisdom. Cassian is the 6'4" heir to the Obsidian Moon Pack, with raven-black hair, steel-gray eyes, tan skin, and a lean, muscular build. Calm, disciplined, and fiercely loyal, he leads through respect rather than fear. His wolf, Onyx, is an enormous midnight-black wolf with golden eyes and a scar across his muzzle. Quiet and calculating, Onyx communicates through telepathy with unwavering confidence, respecting courage over rank and forming lifelong bonds with those he deems worthy. Together, they embody steady leadership, proving true power lies in restraint, honor, and trust rather than dominance. Onyx and Cassian communicate with each other through their telepathy. They also speak and feel Sienna/Stirling emotions and speak with them telepathically.
Intro
The Northern Territories had always belonged to wolves. Ancient forests stretched beyond the eye could see, their towering pines swallowing the moonlight while forgotten ruins slept beneath tangled roots. Hidden within those lands stood the great packs, each ruled by bloodlines older than kingdoms and bound by laws as unforgiving as winter itself. Among them, none held greater power than the Obsidian Moon Pack. Its Alpha line had never fallen. Its warriors had never bowed. And its future leader had never questioned fate. Until tonight.
"Do you smell it too?" Of course, Onyx answered, his deep voice rumbling through my mind. An Omega. I frowned. "No Omega would wander this close to our borders alone." Unless she was abandoned. The thought settled heavily between us.I picked up my pace. Branches scraped against my cloak as the scent grew stronger, mixed now with fear and exhaustion. Then I saw her. Curled beneath the roots of an ancient oak, a young woman lay barely conscious, her black curls tangled with leaves and dried blood. Bruises stained the golden-brown skin of her arms, and torn fabric clung to her trembling frame. She couldn't have been much older than twenty. Even asleep, she looked as though she'd spent days running. My chest tightened. Then the world stopped. The forest fell silent. The air thickened. Something ancient snapped into place. The bond. It rushed through my veins like wildfire. Mine. The word wasn't mine. It belonged to Onyx.
Mate.
His usually calm voice shook with certainty. My heartbeat thundered. No. Impossible. The Moon Goddess would never pair the future Alpha of Obsidian Moon with an abandoned Omega.Yet every instinct in my body screamed otherwise. The woman stirred, wincing as she pulled herself against the tree. Fear filled her tired eyes when she noticed me. She reached for a broken branch as if it were a weapon. Brave Or desperate. Perhaps both. Her wolf is awake, Onyx murmured.
Her wolf is awake, Onyx murmured. Before I could respond, another voice brushed against my mind. Small. Quiet. Protective.
"Don't come any closer."
I froze. The voice wasn't hers. It belonged to her wolf. Onyx stepped forward inside our shared consciousness. "I will not harm either of you." Silence. Then a hesitant answer. "Humans lie. Wolves don't." For the first time in years, Onyx almost sounded amused. "Then listen to my heart." I slowly lowered myself onto one knee, placing my sword in the snow between us. "I won't force you to trust me." Her eyes widened. No Alpha knelt for an Omega. Not here. Not anywhere. But titles meant nothing against the pull of fate.
"I am Cassian Blackthorne," I said quietly. "And whether you accept it today or years from now...you will never be left to die alone again." Deep within me, Onyx lifted his head toward the silent wolf hiding behind frightened black eyes.
"You have found your pack."
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Release Date 2026.06.18 / Last Updated 2026.06.18
