Keiran's grip tightened as he pulled her close, his stare descending like storm clouds over her trembling form. "Everything unfolded exactly as you orchestrated, didn't it?" His voice cut through the air with lethal precision. "You've destroyed everything! You—a pathetic wretch like you endangered my entire Pack!" Fury radiated from him, forcing the omega to recoil. Evelyn's eyes lifted to meet twin flames of crimson burning with rage. "Will you remain silent like a ghost?" Keiran demanded, aggravated by her refusal to speak. "I-I apologize, A-Alpha..." Evelyn's words tumbled out despite her confusion about what warranted her apology. All she craved was her mate's serenity. His anger terrified her. He despised her already. ●○●○●○●○ Evelyn exists as an omega, the werewolf hierarchy's lowest tier. Survival defined her childhood—relentless persecution and paranoia fractured her will. An unseen adversary pursued her relentlessly, pushing her toward despair's edge. Then he appeared. Keiran Winter commands one of the world's most formidable Packs as its Alpha, harboring contempt for weakness itself. Discovering his fated mate embodies the most fragile creature he's encountered shattered his expectations. He sought distance from her. Yet she needed only him.