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Claimed as the Ruthless Alpha's Fake Luna

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 876    |    Released on: 16/09/2026

phin

fore I could stop i

t softly - a request w

had, I was fresh out of obedience. "And why should

ssed his face, quickly re

my Mate." He said the word like an irrefutable fact of physics. Then he ste

ke," I said throu

growl. "And your presence... it helps me." He

yes walked in, radiating an authority that rivaled Damien's. Behin

ly: "So the rumors are true - the Foster daughter who publicly ground

curved. "Very much lik

Damien's voic

no one knew he would survive it. But you kept him breathing until dawn." She pause

y name is not Salvation. My name is Seraphi

agle in a phoenix nest." She turned to Damien. "You will claim her

is eyes - the mate bond warring against somethi

because you understand something better than anyone here: what you n

d. Silence flo

For the first time since last night, I held leverag

ndmother wants you to claim me. You need me

ng slowly until he stood just behind my shoulder. I could feel the he

marked like a prize." I took a breath. "I wi

stepped back around to face me - close enough that I had to figh

e for your pack and a remedy for your curse.

a to parade in front of your Pack and a person

f?" he asked, his voice a purr.

al power to crush the Price Pack's primary holdi

ily heirlooms. That was the real

calculated greed. I saw the moment he reached his conclusion - a cynica

contempt dripping. "A steep

g me. This misunderst

yes, Alpha?

own, his lips brushing my ear - deliberate this time. "

fast learner," I whispered back, refusing t

the pendant there, then back up. For one suspended second, something shifted

ct my legal team. We'll

away, dism

id to his back. "Is

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Claimed as the Ruthless Alpha's Fake Luna
Claimed as the Ruthless Alpha's Fake Luna
“At my own engagement party, my Alpha father handed me over to Hayden Price like a cheap commodity to seal a pack alliance. But just an hour later, I caught my fiancé pinning my conniving stepsister against a velvet sofa in a private lounge, their clothes completely disheveled. When I walked in, they didn't even look guilty. Isabelle pulled him down for another wet kiss and gave me a triumphant smirk, while Hayden actually frowned and accused me of having no manners. I was supposed to be the perfect, docile she-wolf, the wolfless embarrassment of the Foster Pack who should just accept her miserable fate. Instead, I walked straight back to the grand ballroom and publicly rejected him in front of hundreds of staring pack members. My father roared in absolute rage, but I just dropped the diamond ring and walked out into the cold night. I thought I had finally escaped my cage, only to immediately stumble into the den of a much more dangerous beast. Damien Sinclair, the most ruthless and powerful Alpha in the territories, grabbed me in a dark corridor, burning with a cursed, violent heat. To my absolute shock, the inner wolf that had been silent for all my twenty-one years suddenly howled, claiming this terrifying stranger as my Fated Mate. The next morning, he looked at me with icy authority, clearly expecting me to run away or beg for a payout. Instead, I calmly slid a marriage contract across his polished desk. "I'll play the part of your Luna and soothe your curse," I told him, meeting his predatory gaze. "In return, you will help me completely bankrupt my ex-fiancé." This time, I was done being a pawn.”