Julian was born as a male omega, a very unfortunate thing in his world. For twenty-one years, he has been bullied, ridiculed, and ostracized; he has been the shame of his pack.

For a long time, he waited and prayed to the Moon Goddess to give him a mate that would cherish him for who he is, but it's been years. He has watched others find their mates while he remains alone.

Then, at his darkest point in life, he finds that the Moon Goddess has given him not just one, but two powerful mates. 

One An Alpha, The other a Vampire.

Turns out his mates are destined to be Enemies.

Can their love bloom despite all that stand in their way?, or is it doomed?

This time there Belmore did not snap or sass back, even though Viktor could see the urge pass through his eyes. 


Viktor hadn't raised his voice, hadn't even moved, but the look he gave Belmor carried enough warning to freeze an entire court.


A precise narrowing of the eyes and acalmness so sharp it dared Belmor to test him.


Belmor swallowed hard, throat bobbing. He wrung his hands once more but didn't speak.


Finally, because he was incapable of holding anything in for too long, he muttered, "What do we do, Viktor? We can't just wait and do nothing. We'll go feral in this room."


Viktor sighed, the sound almost imperceptible. 


"Belmore be Calm. The wolves will come when they are ready."


Belmor stared at him like that was the worst answer imaginable. "When they're ready? What does that even—"


But Viktor had already leaned back on the couch, expression shuttered. Conversation over.


Chapter 41 - Calm