His Forbidden Omega
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His Forbidden Omega

READING AGE 18+

B. J. Vale Paranormal

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On the night Lyra loses everything, she makes one catastrophic mistake…
She falls into the arms of the one man she should never touch—
Alpha Kael Rhelor.
Her mate’s father.
Her Alpha.
The most feared man in all wolf territories.
It’s supposed to be one night.
One drunken, desperate escape from the pain of being rejected by her fated mate and betrayed by the best friend who stole him.
But the moment Kael touches her, something ancient wakes beneath Lyra’s skin… and the half-medallion hanging on his neck blazes to life, glowing for the first time in decades.
Lyra isn’t an ordinary omega.
Her bloodline should not exist.
And when she steals the medallion and flees the pack in terror, she takes more than Kael’s relic.
She takes his heir.
Now Kael is hunting her—
not for revenge,
not for the child she hides,
but because the night they shared has triggered a prophecy powerful enough to shatter the entire werewolf world.
A prophecy that says:
Only the woman who awakens the medallion can unite the territories… or destroy them.
And she belongs to the Alpha who claims her with his heart—not his mark.
Lyra just wants to survive.
Kael wants answers.
Darius, the rogue Alpha who murdered her bloodline, wants her dead.
And Aiden—the mate who rejected her—wants her back.
When fate, desire, power, and vengeance collide, Lyra will have to choose between the mate who broke her…
and the ruthless Alpha who can burn kingdoms for her.
One secret child.
Two Alpha rivals.
One prophecy.
And a power that will either crown her…
or consume her.
This is not the story of an omega who runs.
This is the rise of a woman the world was never meant to survive.

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POV: Kael

Leadership doesn’t announce itself when it’s comfortable. It shows up when everyone wants you to bend.

The council didn’t arrive loudly, that’s how I knew this one mattered.

No procession, no ritual drums, no show of numbers just six figures stepping out of the treeline like they’d always belonged there,……

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