GREGOR

sitting room was thick with unspoken tension. The servants k

wanted none of them. From a hidden compartment in my jewelry box, I retrieved a simple, tarnished brooch my mother had left me. Fr

ous life, I had been married into the Conley family for fifteen years. As Luna, I had been inv

ortfolio, the returns on several real estate investments

ew life. I would not be cast out with nothing, le

hone and opened t

as both reasonable and guar

tional damages, and a hefty fee for my silence regarding h

llion d

Conley family, but demanding it as a "severance

rs of the manor were thrown open with such for

Conley w

llenged. He was dressed in an expensive suit, but his tie was askew and his hair

promising a destruction that wou

allowing the corner of my mo

sterical outburst would have. He strode across the

d, the words ground out between his teeth. A crus

led, and even Edwin took

a, I now knew, didn't need to use his comm

y phone away and rising to my feet to mee

him. The number was displayed in

he demanded, h

rejection papers, transfer the money to my accou

. He stared at me as if se

humorless laugh. "Aleah, has your s

wrist, his grip like a steel manacle. "You are a wolfless Omega.

"Without me, you are nothing. And

k, but he only squeezed tig

I said, my voice as cold as

For the first time, he saw the unf

e couldn't re

le. He flung my hand away with such force that

, steadying myself and rubbing my re

ate, decreed by the Goddess! You were born a Conl

out "destiny" and "duty" that I h

, I wouldn't

ugh. "Then let's see whose wil