Betrayed by the Alpha’s Choice

On the day of my Come of Age Ceremony, my father, the Lycan King, had profiles of all the eligible young males from across the packs delivered to my chambers, expecting me to choose my mate. But I declared that I would instead let fate decide by scent recognition—letting my wolf guide me to the one whose scent would resonate with mine.

In my previous life, I had chosen Omari White, the Delta I had admired for so long, without hesitation. Yet, on the day of our marking ceremony, his true mate, Briar Holmes, was forced into a union with a rogue Alpha twice her age. In her despair, she took her own life. Omari believed I had orchestrated it all to claim him as my mate. To avenge her, he laced my daily incense with hallucinogenic herbs, manipulating me into stealing my father’s Alpha seal. When a rival pack stormed our territory, I was branded a traitor and met a brutal end.

Reborn, I let my wolf guide me to Trenton Greene, the Lycan Prince of a neighboring pack, known for his frail health and uncertain future. Yet, on the day of our ceremony, Omari, driven by desperation, stormed in, defying all decorum to stop the union.

When my father learned I had accepted my wolf’s choice and agreed to mate with Trenton, his expression darkened. “Trenton may be a Lycan Prince, but his health is fragile. Elaine, are you certain about this?”

I met his gaze firmly. “Father, I am certain.”

Seeing my resolve, he sighed and sent the mate proposal to Trenton’s pack. With the matter settled, I stepped out of the royal hall, only to encounter the males my father had hoped I would consider.

Santino Ramirez, the son of a high-ranking Beta and my childhood friend, teased, “Princess, who’s the lucky male?”

My eyes instinctively flicked to Omari. He was whispering to Briar, his Delta assistant, his expression softer than I’d ever seen directed at me.

Kylian Johnson, the Gamma’s son, noted my glance and smirked. “Why ask? Everyone knows the Lycan Princess has been drawn to the Delta since the pack trials.”

Omari’s head snapped up, his warmth replaced by icy disdain. “Princess Elaine, don’t think your status gives you the right to force me into this. I may be a Delta, but I won’t sacrifice my heart for power. My mate must be my equal, not someone who uses their rank to control me.”

In my past life, I had tried so hard to earn his affection, even shedding my royal demeanor to cook for him. Yet, he only spread rumors of my arrogance and cruelty. His words stung, but I kept my composure.

Santino quickly interjected, “Princess, when will the marking ceremony be announced?”

I shook my head. “At the pack gathering next week, Father will make the official decree.” By then, Trenton would arrive to represent his pack.

Without another glance at Omari, I walked away. Kylian was right—I had been