His Defiant Luna: Awakening The Secret White Wolf

Chapter 8

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ross-Pack International Gala. Are you ready for your first r

ivorce agreement I had my lawyer deliver was still

nglomerate, the Fenrir Syndicate. Using the ten-billion-dollar East Oakhaven deed as core leverage, I planned to register the compa

l rang urgently, inte

nd saw Brayden's Beta secretary, Julian Hayes, stand

envelope with both hands. "This is the invitation to Friday's Cross-Pack I

apers?" I asked coldly, ke

until after the Gala concludes. Also, Madam, he already forbade Miss Herrera from attending, telling her th

was already showing cracks after the auction embarrassment, and now he wanted to

culated my next move and reached out to ta

of Higgins Luna one last time to network with the top Pack el

uncil - fine. A title left unclaimed was a knife lef

t gown and combed my short silver-white hair sleekly behind my ears. Without a single drop of h

pped out of the lobby, his dark eyes flashed with an undeniable s

ttered, tugging

as possible. Throughout the drive, the silence in the cabin was suffocating; twice

ry venue hosting the Cross-Pack International Gala. Taking Brayden's arm solely for t

ers cast probing glances our way, clearly c

n murmured near my ear. "Don'

han yours," I replied with a cool, practic

fe. Just as I let go of Brayden's arm to approach a group of territorial investors, a shrill, f

I am Alpha Brayden's female companio

evealing sequined dress, reeking so heavily of cheap Moonlit Herb oil-which she had clearly slather

ance, where Doreen was pointing her painted fingernails at two

ut an official invitation," the lead guard said expres

e twisted with arrogance as she tried to use Brayden's name to bully

ippled through the circle of noble Lunas

sponsors at Apex Academy? Why is she dressed

nion? The legitimate Luna is standing r

is arm back, he took a heavy step toward the entrance, the furious Alpha pr

rossed, watching the circus

Beta secretary Julian hurried out from the crowd,

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His Defiant Luna: Awakening The Secret White Wolf

Meng Meng Werewolf

“I was the disgraced, wolfless Luna of the Higgins Pack, despised by everyone for my genetic defect. My husband, Alpha Brayden, openly flaunted his precious charity case, a lowborn Healer named Doreen, while treating me like disposable trash. In my past life, I bled out alone on a cold operating table. My life-saving healing plasma was forcefully cut off and rerouted into Doreen's body just because she needed it. Brayden stood by and let me die, completely indifferent to my agonizing pain as I gasped for air. Because of him, my family's wealth was drained, my reputation was dragged through the mud, and I died a mocked, abandoned freak. I had spent years wearing cheap white dresses and hiding my true scent just to imitate Doreen and beg for his attention. Why did my absolute devotion only earn me a brutal, suffocating death? Opening my eyes, the phantom stench of my own blood still filled my throat. The calendar on the wall read five years ago-the afternoon of the Sacred Spring Auction, the exact starting point of my tragedy. This time, I refused to be his victim. I smashed my cheap perfumes, put on a blood-red gown, and marched straight up to the Alpha who thought he owned me. "I, Amira Sherman, reject you, Brayden Higgins, as my mate." With a ten-billion-dollar bid and the most terrifying Lycan warlord at my side, it was time to tear their pride to pieces.”