A Warrior Luna’s Awakening

Everyone believed I was nothing more than an orphaned Omega—quiet, invisible, barely fit to bear the title of Luna.

To Caelum, I was never a wife. Only a political arrangement. A convenient stand-in while he pursued his beloved Aurora. He never touched me. Never asked about my past. Never cared enough to see me.

Until the day I asked for a divorce.

He thought it was a threat. A moment of weakness.
It wasn’t.

I signed the Lunar Severance Contract without the slightest hesitation. And when his mother slid an offer across the table—one hundred million credits to vanish from their lives—I met her gaze and answered calmly:

“Make it two.”

What they failed to understand was simple.