He Betrayed His Luna For A Fake Love, I Became Alpha

The night before Blood Oath Day, the whole Ironmoon pack was buzzing with preparations for tomorrow's ceremony. Lights blazed, toasts rang out, and everyone treated it like a celebration. Only I knew what was waiting for me tomorrow wasn't an oath. It was a trial. My mate, Alpha Theron, was going to brand me a traitor in front of the entire pack. The charge: that I'd been secretly conspiring with our sworn enemies — the Ashfen Rogues. The evidence was fabricated. But if the charge stuck, he could dissolve our bond, swallow the entire Ironmoon territory I'd brought as my dowry, and install his first love, Camille, as Luna in my place. He'd played this out perfectly. He thought I was still the dutiful Luna who managed his household and did whatever he said. He thought that once the charge landed and the bond was severed, I'd cry my eyes out and drag myself out of Ironmoon. What a shame he forgot to ask one question — Over these three years, who was the one holding Ironmoon's alliances, ledgers, and entire warrior corps in the palm of her hand? He wanted to pull one brick and bury me under it. He didn't know that the moment that brick moved, the building that would collapse was his o…

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