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Ten years ago, I saved Ethan in the Forbidden Forest. He looked at me and said, "You're the only one for me. When I grow up, I'm going to marry you!"
I thought it was just a kid's joke and never took it to heart.
Ten years later, he became the Alpha of the Silvermoon Pack.
On the day of my Mate Ceremony, he stormed in with his enforcers, crippled my fiancé, and dragged me away by force.
"I told you I'd marry you. I'm the only mate you'll ever have."
He locked me away in his private estate, forbidding any other male from coming near me.
Yet, I never let him mark me, simply because I didn't love him.
Humiliated and furious, Ethan found an Omega mistress who looked almost identical to me. Every single day, he sent me videos of them in bed together.
I still didn't care.
Until his mistress broke into the estate, tortured me to death, and dragged my lifeless body right in front of Ethan.
"Babe, I caught some pathetic bitch trying to copy me. I already took care of her for you."
Alpha Ethan was madly, obsessively in love with me.
He claimed that from the moment I saved him as a boy, his inner wolf recognized me as his Fated Mate.
To win my heart, he kept me locked away for three years, trying every trick in the book to please me. But I didn't love him at all, and I would never accept him.
Recently, though, he found a she-wolf who looked shockingly like me.
They had been flaunting their fling for months.
Just to spite me, Ethan constantly bombarded my phone with intimate videos of them.
I was sitting in the courtyard watching one of those clips when loud, obnoxious voices shattered the silence outside.
"Ethan slips away here every few days. Today, I'm finally going to see what kind of treasure he's hiding in this place!"
"Wait, Catherine, didn't the Alpha strictly forbid anyone from stepping foot on this estate?"
"Yeah, Catherine, I heard someone once sneaked a glance inside, and the Alpha broke all their limbs and gouged their eyes out. Sneaking in behind his back... isn't that a bad idea?"
"What's there to be afraid of? Ethan worships the ground I walk on. He'd never blame me."
Listening to the chatter outside, my stomach dropped.
I knew better than anyone just how unhinged Ethan could be.
As the Alpha of the Silvermoon Pack, his possessiveness was downright psychotic. He treated me like his personal prize, locking me inside this private sanctuary.
Once, an intruder sneaked in out of curiosity and caught a glimpse of me.
Ethan personally broke his arms and legs, gouged out his eyes, and made him disappear from the pack entirely by the next morning.
At first, he was only jealous of other males. But later, he noticed I spoke more softly to the maids than I ever did to him.
In a fit of rage, he fired every single servant on the estate.
He preferred cooking and delivering my meals three times a day himself rather than letting anyone else lock eyes with me.
If those people barged in, they were practically digging their own graves.
I stood up, intending to warn them to turn back before it was too late.
But the second I pulled open the front door, a face that looked ninety percent like mine filled my vision.
Before I could get a single word out, she slapped me hard across the face.
"Where did a cheap whore like you come from? Getting plastic surgery to steal my face and hiding in Ethan's house—are you actually trying to steal my Alpha?"
The sudden blow left my cheek burning with sharp, stinging pain.
"You pathetic fake, do you have any idea where you are? How dare you trespass here?"
"Copying Catherine's face just to seduce Alpha Ethan. You really have no shame, do you?"
It took me a second to realize that the girl standing before me was Ethan's lookalike mistress—Catherine.
Because of Ethan's suffocating control, I had always treated him like a stranger.
Even after he forced me through a Mate Ceremony, I remained completely numb toward him. I never let him touch me. Not once.
Maybe out of pure frustration, or maybe just to fill the void, he had searched far and wide for someone who resembled me.
And Catherine was the closest match he could find.
Right now, Catherine was glaring at me, her eyes practically spitting fire.
"You little bitch. You knew Ethan couldn't get enough of me, so you altered your face to look like mine, hoping you could replace me, didn't you?"
She was vile and arrogant, but knowing she was completely in the dark about the truth, I decided not to hold the slap against her.
Instead, I tried to warn her calmly:
"This isn't a place you're allowed to be. This is the private sanctuary of the Silvermoon Pack's Alpha. You need to leave right now before Ethan gets here, or nobody will be able to save you."Catherine didn't listen at all. Instead, she grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked my head back.
"Ethan is my Alpha! There isn't a single place on his territory off-limits to me! You're just trying to scare me off because you're terrified the real deal showed up to ruin your pathetic scheme! You won't even get to be his side chick after today!"
"I'm going to teach you exactly what happens when you try to steal my man!"
With that, Catherine kicked me hard in the stomach, sending me crashing to the stone floor.
My head slammed against a rock, splitting the skin on my forehead. A faint itching sensation flared up—my wolf's natural healing factor kicking in, trying to mend the torn skin. But before it could finish, Catherine's boot came down again, ripping the wound right back open.
I wiped the blood trickling down my brow, staring at the smug girl in front of me, and said coldly:
"Are you really not afraid of what Ethan will do when he finds out?"
Catherine scoffed, looking down her nose at me.
"Ethan searched everywhere just to find me. If I get so much as a paper cut, he loses sleep for days! What if he finds out? You really think he'd blame me over a worthless nobody like you?"
Her little entourage sneered and chimed in:
"Seriously! Everyone knows Alpha Ethan fell head over heels for Catherine at first sight. A cheap knockoff like you isn't even fit to wipe her boots!"
"Catherine, Alpha Ethan is a powerful man. There are always going to be desperate sluts like her trying to crawl into his bed. Let's make an example out of her today and scare off the rest!"
"Exactly! Let all those gold-digging bitches see who the real Luna of the Silvermoon Pack is!"
Every single one of them had a venomous glare, looking ready to rip me to shreds.
My voice turned ice-cold. "You'd better call Ethan and ask him who I actually am."
Catherine tilted her chin up arrogantly.
"You're just a filthy fake who sneaked onto his land. Why would I waste my breath asking about you?"
"I'm the love of his life, and my pack, the Ash Creek Pack, is the Silvermoon Pack's strongest ally! Who the hell do you think you are to talk to me about status?"
Her eyes darkened with cruelty as she barked at the guards behind her:
"Strip this bitch bare. Let's see if she had the guts to make her body look like mine, too."
At her command, the guards rushed forward and began violently tearing at my clothes.
I struggled desperately to cover myself, screaming at the top of my lungs:
"Stop! I am the Luna of the Silvermoon Pack!"At those words, everyone froze.
Catherine stepped closer, narrowing her eyes at me.
"Did you just say... you're the Luna?"
I looked straight into her eyes. "Yes. I am the true Luna of the Silvermoon Pack. You're nothing more than a substitute he found to cope. If he finds out you laid a hand on me, he won't let any of you leave here alive."
I laid out the plain truth, expecting Catherine to back down.
Instead, all of them burst into hysterical laughter.
"Is this bitch completely out of her mind?"
"Just because she looks a little like Catherine, she actually had the nerve to claim our Catherine is the substitute?"
"The whole world knows Alpha Ethan takes Catherine everywhere he goes! You're just a rat who crawled into his yard, and you dare call yourself the Luna?"
Catherine's lips curled into a nasty, wicked smile.
"Here I thought someone who went under the knife to steal my face would have some actual brains. Turns out, you're just an idiot."
"I've been with Ethan for months, and I've never heard a single word about him having a Luna. How many lives do you have to tell such a ridiculous lie?"
"If you really were the Luna, why has no one ever heard of you? Why would you be living all alone in this deserted dump?"
She wasn't wrong. I didn't carry Ethan's scent—because I had never allowed him to mark me. Without a mating mark, there was no scent, and no proof that I belonged to him.
Catherine snorted, turning back to her guards with a wave of her hand.
"Keep stripping her! Don't leave a single scrap!"
The guards didn't hesitate, tearing into my clothes with renewed brutality.
None of them realized that the reason this land was so deserted was because it was the sacred core territory of the Silvermoon Pack. No one was allowed to set foot here without the Alpha's express permission.
There used to be guards and maids, but Ethan had dismissed every single one of them out of pure, irrational jealousy.
He never announced my identity to the outside world because he couldn't stand the thought of anyone else looking at me.
Even hearing people talk about me felt like a violation to him.
I never imagined that his sick obsession would become the very reason they thought I was lying.
Seeing my clothes ripped to shreds, panic seized me. I screamed again:
"I really am the Luna! If you don't believe me, mind-link Ethan right now!"
Instead of stopping, they became even more vicious.
They shredded my remaining clothes while taking turns slapping me across the face.
"Fucking liar! Still trying to pull this crap? Let's beat some sense into you!"
My face swelled up rapidly, burning hot and covered in bruises. The healing cells under my skin struggled to repair the damage, but each fresh blow tore the tissue open again.
My hair was a wild, tangled mess, and my clothes were completely ruined, leaving me exposed and shivering on the dirt.
Catherine's eyes narrowed dangerously as she looked down at me.
"Her hair is in the way. It's hiding too much of her pathetic body."
A sinister grin spread across her lips. She pulled a lighter from her pocket—filled not with regular lighter fluid, but with liquid laced with silver dust.
Without warning, she set my hair on fire.
The silver-laced flames erupted across my scalp in an instant, engulfing me in blinding, agonizing heat. The silver scorched deep into my flesh, multiplying the pain and completely paralyzing my body's ability to heal. The burns tore deeper and deeper into my skin.
I screamed in pure agony, trying frantically to pat out the fire, but rough hands pinned my wrists firmly to the ground.
Within moments, every strand of my hair was burned away.
My scalp was charred black and cracked open, weeping tiny beads of blood that shimmered with a sickly silver sheen.
Catherine threw her head back and laughed in triumph.
"Hahaha! Look at you now, you bald, hideous freak! Let's see you try to seduce my Alpha looking like that!"
Her friends clapped and laughed along with her.
I glared at them with everything I had left, my entire body trembling as I rasped:
"You... will regret this!"Trapped here for years under Ethan's threats against my family, I had lost my freedom, my life, and my dignity.
All I could do was stare blankly at the empty estate day after day.
There had always been a simmering rage buried deep inside my chest.
And now, being tortured by this pathetic copycat pushed me past my breaking point.
That buried anger detonated into pure, unadulterated hatred.
Catherine walked over and ground her heel right into my cheek.
"Still barking at me? Since nothing pleasant ever comes out of that filthy mouth of yours, you won't be needing it anymore."
"Cut out her tongue!"
With a snap of her fingers, one of the guards behind her pulled out a silver-edged dagger and stepped forward.
One of her more timid friends hesitated, looking around nervously.
"Catherine... this is still Alpha Ethan's private property. If we take it this far, won't there be trouble?"
Catherine didn't flinch.
"Trouble? Ethan is my Alpha! His territory is my territory! I'm just putting a shameless bitch in her place on my own land. Who's going to say a damn thing to me?"
"Besides, Ethan loves me to death. Even if I kill her right here, he wouldn't even furrow his brow at me."
The others immediately backed her up:
"Right! Catherine is the Alpha's favorite. There's nothing she isn't allowed to do!"
"When Alpha Ethan gets here, he'll only feel bad that our Catherine had to exhaust herself dealing with trash like her."
Reassured by their words, the hesitant girl relaxed and prepared to enjoy the show.
I lay pinned to the dirt, watching the silver blade gleam as it moved closer and closer.
Terror crashed over me like ice water, but the moment it hit my heart, something primal and ancient ignited inside me.
My bones began to vibrate. It wasn't trembling—it was a call from the deepest part of my bloodline. The dormant wolf inside me snapped awake, baring its fangs like a trapped beast backed into a corner.
My spine twisted. A sharp, tearing pain shot through my fingertips as my nails blackened, lengthened, and curved into razor-sharp claws. My inner wolf roared, desperate to break free and tear apart the creatures daring to harm us.
A low, guttural growl tore from the depths of my throat. My pupils contracted into amber slits, and dark fur began rippling just beneath my skin. The sheer force of the shifting energy knocked the girls holding me back, sending them stumbling in shock.
Yet, just as my teeth lengthened into fangs and my body was on the verge of completing the shift—
Catherine scoffed. Her heavy boot slammed down onto my transforming wrist.
"Trying to shift? You think I'm going to give you that chance?"
She signaled the guard. Without a second thought, the guard plunged the silver blade straight into my shoulder blade.
The moment the silver pierced my flesh, an explosive, burning agony ripped through me. I felt my inner wolf let out a horrific, wounded wail—shrinking back, burned, smothered, and forced into submission by the toxic silver. My stretching bones snapped back into place. My claws blunted, and my amber eyes faded back to human darkness.
My shift was violently broken.
Like an empty shell stripped of all life, I collapsed limp onto the ground. Faint gray smoke rose from the wound in my back—the silver devouring my flesh, shutting down my healing, and locking my wolf deep inside the dark.
Paralyzing terror washed over me. I choked out through cracked lips:
"I really am the Luna! Alpha Ethan will tear you all apart for this!"
Chapters (4)
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
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