Shattered Bond: The Genius Omega's Revenge

I was the lead architect for the Pack's billion-dollar tech company, and I was secretly carrying the Alpha's heir.

I thought the merger would finally make Caleb Mark me.

Instead, I walked into my office to find a mistress sitting in my chair.

Caleb didn't just fire me. When I refused to hand over the encryption keys to the system I built, he locked me in a reinforced closet lined with silver mesh.

For a pregnant wolf, silver is poison.

I pounded on the door until my knuckles bled.

"Caleb! Please! It burns! I'm losing the baby!"

I screamed until my voice broke, feeling the life drain from my womb.

But outside the door, his mistress laughed. "Don't listen to her, Caleb. She's just a weak Omega faking it for attention."

And my Fated Mate believed her.

He left me in that dark box while our son died in a pool of my own blood.

He thought he had broken me. He thought I would die a silent death so he could parade his fake heir around.

He forgot one thing: I wrote the code that runs his entire life.

Three days later, I didn't show up to the hospital morgue.

I rolled my wheelchair onto the stage of his global press conference, flanked by the rival Alpha he feared most.

I held up the remote to the main server.

"You killed my son for a lie, Caleb," I smiled into the microphone as the screens behind him broadcast the footage of his crime. "Now, say goodbye to your empire."

Chapter 1

Brooke POV:

The sharp sting of antiseptic cut through the air, burning my nose. It was chemical, cold, and completely devoid of the earthy warmth I needed. I sat on the edge of the hospital bed, hands trembling as they hovered over my flat stomach.

"You're running on fumes, Ms. Myers," the doctor had said, not bothering to hide the pity in his eyes. "Your wolf is dormant because your body is funneling everything into the pregnancy. You need bed rest. Zero stress. Or you lose it."

Zero stress. I almost laughed.

I was the lead architect for Silver Moon Tech. The pack's entire economy ran on the code I bled to write. We were days away from the Apex merger, a deal that would secure our future. And I was doing it all for him.

Caleb.

My Alpha. My Fated Mate.

I checked my phone. Zero missed calls. Zero texts. I'd collapsed face-first onto the tile during a code review, and my mate couldn't be bothered to see if I was breathing.

"I have to go," I whispered to the empty room.

I signed the AMA forms. My wolf was silent, conserving her strength for the tiny spark of life growing inside me. I needed to tell Caleb about the pup. Maybe this would change things. Maybe he'd finally stop hiding us.

I caught a cab to Silver Moon Tower. The glass spire pierced the sky, a