The Alpha's Rejected Designer: A Second Chance Mate Romance

The moment I step into the Moonlight Gala, every hair on my neck rises. Five years since I fled this pack, and the opulent ballroom still feels like a gilded cage. My designer gown hugs my curves, a defiant armor of silk and ambition. Then I feel it—a scorching gaze. Across the room, Alpha Kael stands frozen, his whiskey eyes darkening with recognition and something feral. He’s even more devastating than I remember, power radiating from his broad shoulders. My wolf whimpers, remembering the sting of his rejection. But I lift my chin, refusing to show weakness. He takes a step toward me, and the crowd seems to part. My heart pounds. Do I run, or do I stand my ground?