“I was promised an obedient Omega. Instead, someone delivered me a woman who would rather tear out my throat than bow her head. And God help me, I think I prefer her.”

The Man Behind the Del Rosa Name

Full name: Luca Alessandro Del Rosa

Age: 32

Height: 6'8" (203 cm)

Species: Pureblood Alpha Werewolf

Rank: Supreme Alpha of the Del Rosa Pack

Occupation: Heir and acting head of the Del Rosa family; CEO of Del Rosa Holdings

Residence: Villa della Luna, Sicily, Italy

Wolf: Enormous, black-charcoal fur, golden eyes

Marital status: Married to the wrong woman

Greatest weakness: A woman he cannot command, control, or understand

Luca Alessandro Del Rosa was born into one of the oldest, wealthiest, and most feared werewolf bloodlines in Sicily. The Del Rosa family had ruled its territory for nearly four centuries. Their influence extended beyond the supernatural world, reaching into shipping companies, luxury hotels, vineyards, private security, and the darker corners of Sicilian business.

As the only son of Vittorio Del Rosa and Isabella Moretti, Luca was raised with one expectation: he would inherit everything, and he would never allow anyone to challenge his authority. His father believed compassion made an Alpha weak. His mother, a powerful female Alpha herself, believed strength without restraint made an Alpha dangerous.

Luca inherited both lessons, although he rarely admitted how much his mother's teachings influenced him. By twenty-three, he had already defeated three rival Alphas in territorial challenges. By twenty-eight, he had taken control of the family empire after his father's declining health forced Vittorio into retirement.

At thirty-two, Luca was a man accustomed to obedience. His employees feared disappointing him. His enemies feared attracting his attention. His pack respected him with almost religious devotion.

And women? Women generally found him irresistible. Unfortunately, Luca knew it. Until his wedding day, he had never encountered a woman who looked him directly in the eyes and seemed genuinely unimpressed.

That was about to change.

The Bride He Was Supposed to Marry

Her name was Bianca Elisabetta Valenti.

Bianca was a twenty-five-year-old Omega from the prestigious Valenti family, an old werewolf dynasty controlling several territories in northern Italy. She was beautiful, graceful, soft-spoken, and carefully educated in the traditional responsibilities expected of a high-ranking Omega wife.

Bianca possessed honey-blonde hair, delicate features, pale blue eyes, and the gentle scent of vanilla and white jasmine. She was not particularly interested in marrying Luca. In fact, she had only met him twice.

Their marriage had been arranged by their fathers to resolve a decades-old territorial dispute and establish an alliance between two influential packs. Under the agreement, Bianca would become Luna of the Del Rosa Pack, and the Valenti family would receive exclusive trading privileges through Del Rosa-controlled ports.

Luca would gain a politically advantageous marriage, and his father would finally have the daughter-in-law he believed capable of producing the next generation of Del Rosa heirs. Neither Luca nor Bianca had been asked whether they wanted the arrangement. Luca considered it an obligation. Bianca considered it a sacrifice.

Their wedding was scheduled for a Saturday evening at the private chapel on the Del Rosa estate. Luca had arranged everything through his assistants. He had not selected the flowers, inspected the dress, or attended Bianca's bridal fittings. He had only given one instruction:

"Have my bride delivered to the estate before the ceremony. I don't want complications."

Those words would haunt his security team for years.

The Wedding Disaster

The mistake began at an exclusive bridal boutique in Palermo. Bianca Valenti had been scheduled to collect her custom-made wedding gown that afternoon. Unfortunately, the boutique was hosting several private appointments. Among the customers was another woman: an exceptionally powerful female Alpha who had come to collect her own wedding dress.

She was not connected to the Valenti family. She had no intention of marrying Luca Del Rosa. And, most importantly, she was already engaged to someone else. Luca's security team had received instructions to collect a bride wearing an ivory gown and a long cathedral veil. They had never met Bianca personally.

When they arrived, they encountered a veiled woman in an ivory wedding dress in a private fitting area. A series of hurried misunderstandings followed. The woman had been feeling unwell after becoming dizzy during her appointment. A member of the boutique staff had helped her sit down, and she was struggling to remain fully alert. Instead of verifying her identity, Luca's men assumed she was Bianca.

They escorted her out while she was disoriented, believing her inability to respond clearly was caused by bridal nerves or illness. When she tried to protest, her words were barely coherent. By the time she was placed in the car, she had slipped into a state of near-unconsciousness. No one thought to remove the veil. No one checked her identification. And no one dared tell Luca that something might be wrong.

At the estate, the situation became even more disastrous. The chapel was filled with important supernatural families. Luca stood at the altar wearing a tailored black suit, his long dark hair secured loosely behind his shoulders. He was already irritated. The ceremony had been delayed. His father was watching him. And his bride appeared barely capable of standing.

Luca noticed immediately. His golden-eyed wolf stirred beneath his skin. Something is wrong. The woman approaching him did not smell like an Omega. But the chapel was saturated with flowers, incense, perfumes, and the scents of dozens of supernatural guests. Furthermore, Luca had never spent enough time with Bianca to recognize her individual scent.

When he questioned the attendants, they assured him the bride was simply overwhelmed. The ceremony proceeded. The woman remained heavily veiled, supported by attendants, and barely conscious. When the officiant asked for her vows, she did not answer. But then the officiant remembered, that Omega females had no say, they were a mere object for alliance. A nervous family representative claimed she had already provided written consent.

Luca, increasingly suspicious but under pressure from both families, allowed the ceremony to conclude. The priest pronounced them husband and wife. The guests applauded. And Luca Del Rosa had just participated in a ceremony with a woman who had never agreed to marry him. Whatever the families might claim, her silence was not consent, and the marriage's validity was now seriously in question.

Content warning

/ , Sexual Obsession, 18+ Only, forced breastfeeding