Claimed as the Ruthless Alpha's Fake Luna

Chapter 5

Word Count: 764 | Released on: 16/09/2026

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oppressive, broken only by his occasional, gruff commands. He had given me a suite of rooms on the opposite side of the pe

rful Pack on the continent. I chose my armor carefully: a simple, elegant black dress. It w

a dark suit, looking every bit the ruthless tycoon. His

o," was a

ress, sprawling over acres of private forest on the edge of the city. As we pulled up to the main en

oak doors swung open. An elderly man in a butle

sent a strange

oyer. Her face lit up with genuine,

e into a surprisingly strong hug. Over her shoulder, I saw Damien

aw me as the cure for her grandson's curse, the

power hierarchy was clear. Victoria dominated the conversation, asking me carefully vetted questions. I gave her the poli

. "As is tradition," she said, her eyes sparkling, "the

velvet boxes on a large table.

diamonds, sapphires, emeralds. A king's ransom. This was a test. I

he main Sinclair vault. But this," she said, picking up a sm

as a silver locket, intricately carved with the

My blood turned to ic

f my mother's sacred relics. One of t

g my lips. All I could see was the locket

ng to you," Victoria said, her voice

e knew. She knew something about

f my neck like a fine needle

a's shoulder, searching instinctive

d been watching. His eyes were cold and sharp, like

fixed on that small box with something close to desperation. To h

rming in his mind: another woman w

h. In the end, I

ecided on an answer, any e

t he wanted. I ha

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Claimed as the Ruthless Alpha's Fake Luna

George B Werewolf

“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.”