Ella’s POV

In the grand hall, there was only Luke and me. He regarded me as a powerless Omega, dismissing all the servants.

"Ella, if you want to live here, you must become my wife. Even though you are a lowly Omega, I am the future alpha of the Blue River Pack. I can make you Luna."

My gaze turned icy. He didn't love me at all; he only wanted to marry me out of damn conquest. He looked down on me from the bottom of his heart. Luke's arrogant behavior filled me with anger and contempt. This wasn't his first time treating someone so despicably.

"Very well, I accept...