The Alpha's Secret Fake Rogue Luna

Chapter 3

Word Count: 743 | Released on: 21/04/2026

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ien didn't just pour the amber liquid; he drowned his glass in it. He downed the whisk

the sofa, realizing he was desperately trying to numb his inner wolf, Kael, who was undoubted

the leather, a metallic clink sounded. A silver cufflink, engraved with the B

ent, his alcohol-laced gaze sl

mmanded, his voice a low

fflink seemed foolish. I stood and approached.

n his scent-cedar, whiskey, and the raw musk of a dominant Alpha.

his breath against the s

n whiskey and a dark, predatory gravel. "My wol

threw myself backward, pulse roaring. I pl

go," I bre

each the handle. It wasn't a command this time. It was a

words. As I averted my gaze, my eyes landed on a delicate wood

stunningly beautiful woman-Chloe Richmond. But what stole my breath was Damien's eyes. They were warm, alive, and f

avior, the heavy drinking, the obsessive need to humiliate her-it was

om the sofa, swaying slightly as he headed straight back to the hom

o his misery. But looking at him, I remembered the hollow, suffocating agony of being betrayed by the people who were suppose

ed the room. Just as his fingers curled aroun

ad. His gray eyes were chips of ice, blazing with th

, Rogue?" he growled, the s

dy and devoid of any challenge or desire. "You need water and

o my eyes, the violent storm in his gaze flickered. The feral tension bleeding

ed his lips, though the fig

m away from the bar, guiding the most powerful Alpha in the region to

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Emma Werewolf

“I was just a wolfless Rogue, keeping my head down to earn a temporary sanctuary in the Blackwood Pack. But everything changed when Alpha Damien, spiraling into madness after his mate Chloe publicly rejected him, forced me into a dangerous game. He commanded me to be his fake lover for an upcoming Gala to shatter his ex's arrogant ego. I thought it was just a temporary business deal to secure my safety. Instead, it painted a massive target on my back. The high-ranking she-wolves sneered at me, calling me a filthy seductress, and Chloe herself stormed in, demanding I stay away from her Alpha. But the real nightmare wasn't the pack's hatred-it was Damien. The safe boundaries of our fake arrangement completely shattered when his act turned into a terrifying, possessive obsession. He trapped me in his home, his feral inner wolf purring at my scent, and kissed me with a consuming hunger that triggered my darkest memories of being abused by an Alpha. I didn't understand why the most powerful, ruthless Alpha in the region was suddenly obsessed with a broken nobody. Why did his maddened beast only quiet down when I touched him? I had sworn to never belong to an Alpha, to never be treated as property again. But when I tried to run from his manor, he didn't let me go. He locked me inside his private jet, caging me against the wall as his eyes flashed with a dark, predatory gold. "I don't care what you are, I just want you." As the cabin doors sealed shut, I realized the real battle for my freedom had just begun.”