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 ...