Betrayed By My Fiancé, Claimed By His Alpha Brother

Chapter 8

Word Count: 696 | Released on: 06/07/2026

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“On the eve of our claiming ceremony, I returned to our apartment to grab my forgotten phone. Afterwards, I was supposed to become Julian Sinclair's Luna. Instead, I opened the bedroom door to find him naked, tangled in the sheets with my best friend, Jenna. I fled to a bar to drown my shattered heart, only to run into Cain Sinclair-Julian's terrifying half-brother, the Alpha known as The Executioner. The moment his scent hit me, the inescapable pull of the mate bond snapped into place. He took me to his penthouse, claimed me, and forced me into a contract. He even moved into my apartment, controlling my food, destroying my photos, and turning my safe haven into a suffocating cage. When I desperately tried to sneak out with a packed bag, he caught me at the door, threw me over his shoulder, and brutally branded my neck, declaring I belonged to him from the inside out. I was completely trapped, suffocating under the weight of a monster far more dangerous than the fiancé who had betrayed me. Why did the Moon Goddess curse me with the devil himself? Then my phone buzzed with a photo from Cain: Julian, beaten to an unrecognizable, bloody pulp in an alley. Staring at the screen, a cold resolve finally replaced my fear; if I was caged by a monster, I would use his fangs to tear Jenna and Julian apart at tomorrow's ceremony.”