Alpha, Your Omega Is Done Waiting For You

Summary

For seven years straight, Alpha Callum stood me up at our betrothal ceremony during the Moonlight Festival.

The pack mocked me as a delusional she-wolf.

“Since when did an Omega think she stood a chance with an Alpha? She must be delusional.”

But it wasn't some fantasy I'd invented. Callum was the one who had promised me, time and again, that he would propose to me in a grand ceremony.

At the eighth Moonlight Festival, Callum stood me up once again, leaving me alone beneath the Moon Goddess Tree.