That Trivial Imprint

Imprinting is a disease. “……Who gave you the right to imprint on me?” Lexion, a noble Duke and the Empire's sole dominant alpha. Rosechne, a recessive omega, married this man who loathed omega pheromones and imprinted upon him. “How dare a creature like you! You had the audacity to imprint on me!” “You vulgar omega.” The end of the indiscriminate contempt and ridicule she endured daily was a fire—whether an accident or intentional, she could not tell. At the moment her heart stopped while crying out for the man who would never come for her, She opens her eyes once more in the past. “Let’s get a divorce.” She vowed never to be swayed by a wretched thing like imprinting again. But a...