Reborn As The Alpha's True Luna

Chapter 6

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of genuine amusement danced in her ancient eyes. She had seen centuries of pac

ures still kneeling on the gras

rrying unmistakable weight. "Given this passionate, public disp

they admitted their love, their conspiracy against me would be exposed as a lie, and they would be bound to each other-a broke rogue and a disgraced girl, their social climbin

to deny it. He scrambled for words, voice cracking. "No! Matri

We have no such feelings for each other! She's jus

al had broken my heart. "Oh. I see. I suppose I l

h, they have denied their love for each other. Does this not mean, then, that their earlier claims

rom the Matriarch's eyes, replaced by a chilling coldness. She could tolerate t

over Freddy and Allegra. They

I... I was merely expressing my admiration for Mr. Holman'

ider Miss Moreno a dear friend, a confidante!

deeper-they were now forced to admit to a close

now." Her tone was flat and dismissive. She didn't need to say m

ing to hide. "Lucy," the Matriarch called out, and the girl flinched. "Was it y

ll to her knees.

tion sharp as a razor. Lucy's eyes darted nervously towards Allegra. She said nothing, but the panicked glance was an ad

chose a more elegant solution. "Very well. Everyone, disperse. Do

the warning was clear: the matter was

ing with a mixture of relief and utter humiliation. They scu

long, appraising look. When she spoke, her voi

ers," I replied respectfully, my voice stead

in her eyes. "Alpha Sexton. Guard your

d out with pride. With a final nod, the Matriarch walked back towards the party, her gu

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Diversion Werewolf

“In my past life, I was dismissed as a weak, wolfless Omega, yet I was fated to Keaton Sexton, the most powerful Alpha of the Blackwood Moon pack. But at the Matriarch's annual gala, my stepsister Allegra and a rogue wolf named Freddy set a lethal trap for me. They publicly tricked me into accepting a wooden box supposedly containing a rare healing flower, but hidden beneath it was deadly wolfsbane. Allegra immediately "discovered" the poison, screaming that I was conspiring with a rogue to murder our pack members. Keaton, enraged and believing I had betrayed our sacred bond for another man, threw me to the pack's merciless justice. My innocent-looking stepsister cried fake tears of heartbreak as the warriors dragged me away. I was stripped of my title, tortured, and ultimately executed. My blood stained the forest floor, my wolf silenced forever. Until the moment I died, I couldn't understand why my own family wanted me dead. Why did Keaton, my fated mate, look at me with such absolute disgust? Why was my innocence so easily shattered by a pathetic lie? Then, a blinding pain in my wrist snapped my eyes open. I was back at the gala, fifteen years old again, standing right in front of a furious Keaton as he accused me of meeting the rogue. This time, instead of fighting him and defending a snake, I stepped forward and wrapped my arms tightly around his waist. "I'm sorry, Keaton. I only belong to you." Allegra's perfect smile froze. She had no idea the weak sister she was trying to frame had just returned from hell to drag her down.”