Rejected by the Prince, Claimed by the Alpha King

My fiancé, Prince Damian, cast me aside to marry Clarissa for her family's political backing.

At their grand royal wedding, I was expected to smile and quietly accept my humiliation.

Instead, I drank a potent herbal concoction I brewed myself and stumbled into the private chambers of his father, Alpha King Aldric.

When the Queen and my ex-fiancé finally broke down the heavy oak door, they found me weeping on the floor, my dress torn, holding a silver dagger to my own heart.

"My honor... it's ruined," I sobbed.

Damian fell to his knees in front of the entire court, begging his father to let him take me as a second mate, completely humiliating his new bride.

The King roared in fury at the scandal. To "protect" me from his son's obsession, he decreed I be exiled to Vargan's Reach, the freezing, barbarian-infested North.

The Queen smirked, thinking she had finally disposed of me. Damian cried, thinking he had lost his true love forever. The King watched me leave with deep guilt in his eyes, thinking I was a fragile, ruined Omega who almost died from shame.

But as my carriage rolled out of the capital, I wiped away my fake tears and smiled.

They didn't know the North was my family's loyal stronghold, and I had orchestrated this entire disaster myself.

My revenge had just begun.