My Sister Stole My Face, So I Stole Her Destiny
Daisy Swift · Completed · 7.1k Words
Introduction
In my past life, my parents forced me to take her place.
Instead of dying, I ended up in the Alpha's castle, showered in the pack's unimaginable wealth.
Starving on the run, my jealous sister conspired with our parents.
They drained my wolf bloodline and burned me alive in a pure silver mine, just so she could steal my face and the Alpha's favor.
Opening my eyes, I found myself back on the night of her escape.
Instead of begging, I willingly grabbed the wedding dress.
"Elope in peace, sister. I'll marry the monster for you."
She thought she was handing me a death sentence.
But she had no idea... the obsessive love of a top-tier Alpha, and the supreme throne of the Luna...
This time, they will all be mine!
Chapter 1
Rumored to be a bloodthirsty monster, the Dark Moon Alpha terrified my twin sister into fleeing their arranged marriage to elope with a rogue.
In my past life, my parents forced me to take her place.
Instead of dying, I ended up in the Alpha's castle, showered in the pack's unimaginable wealth.
Starving on the run, my jealous sister conspired with our parents.
They drained my wolf bloodline and burned me alive in a pure silver mine, just so she could steal my face and the Alpha's favor.
Opening my eyes, I found myself back on the night of her escape.
Instead of begging, I willingly grabbed the wedding dress.
"Elope in peace, sister. I'll marry the monster for you."
She thought she was handing me a death sentence.
But she had no idea... the obsessive love of a top-tier Alpha, and the supreme throne of the Luna...
This time, they will all be mine!
......
Downstairs, the front yard of our house was completely barricaded by a massive fleet of black SUVs belonging to the Dark Moon Pack.
The emissary sent by Derrick—the notoriously vicious and bloodthirsty Alpha—was pacing in our living room, strictly urging the bride to come down.
Meanwhile, in our bedroom, Irene was frantically stuffing her jewelry into a duffel bag, preparing to elope to the ends of the earth with Luke—a rogue werewolf.
"Hurry up, Irene! Derrick's men are right downstairs. If they catch us, we're dead!" Luke hissed under his breath.
"I know! But I'm terrified!" Irene turned around and grabbed my hands, her tears falling right on cue. "Selena, you're my sister. Will you please help me?"
Staring at her face—identical to mine yet twisted with manipulation—made me sick to my stomach.
In my previous life, it was on this very night.
Irene sobbed, claiming Derrick was a bloodthirsty freak who had already tortured three of his fiancées to death.
She adamantly refused to marry him, insisting on running away with Luke.
My wonderful parents, Robert and Martha, in an desperate effort to protect their precious eldest daughter, actually force-fed me a scent-suppressing potion, dressed me up as Irene, and forcefully shoved me into the awaiting bridal car.
Later on, when Derrick discovered I was a fake, he didn't kill me; instead, he placed me under soft house arrest.
And what about Irene?
She and Luke suffered terribly living as wandering rogues.
When she found out that not only was I still alive, but I was also thriving amidst the unimaginable wealth of the Dark Moon Pack, she grew utterly consumed by jealousy!
She colluded with our parents, lured me back home, and forcibly stripped away my internal wolf before throwing me down an abandoned pure silver mine!
Even now, I could vividly recall the agonizing, bone-deep pain of pure silver searing through my skin.
I was ruthlessly tortured by silver toxicity for three grueling days and nights before I finally died a miserable death!
Yet, she traded it all for a dark witch's potion to alter her scent, took my place, and shamelessly enjoyed Derrick's riches and glory!
"Selena! Stop zoning out!"
My mother Martha's shrill voice snapped me out of my dark memories.
She violently yanked me toward the vanity and viciously threw Irene's heavy wedding dress directly at my face.
"Your sister is the hope of our family. She absolutely cannot marry that monster Derrick! Put this dress on immediately and go take her place!"
My father, Robert, chimed in with a cold, hardened expression, "Selena, we've fed and housed you for years for this exact moment. You're just a useless Omega who can barely even shift. It's truly an honor for you to die in your sister's place."
Looking at these outrageously biased parents, I sneered inwardly.
"Sure."
The entire family stared at me in pure shock.
In my past life, I had cried and begged on my knees, pleading with them not to throw me into the fire, only to be met with their ruthless kicks and punches.
Today, I agreed so readily?
Irene froze for a second, then her face lit up with wild, selfish joy. "Selena, are you really willing to marry that homicidal maniac for me?"
I took my time picking up the delicate lace of the wedding dress, my icy gaze sweeping across each of their faces.
"Go ahead and leave with your boyfriend, sister. I'll take your place and marry Derrick."
Not only am I going to marry him, but I'm going to strip away all the unimaginable wealth and glory that was supposed to be yours!
"At least you know your place!" Terrified I might backtrack, Martha quickly shoved me toward the bedroom door. "Now get the hell downstairs! Don't keep the Alpha's men waiting!"
Irene looped her arm seamlessly through Luke's and climbed out the window. Just before she disappeared into the night, she couldn't resist casting one last smug glance over her shoulder at me.
She looked at me as if I were a dead woman walking.
I scoffed in my mind.
Irene, you have no idea what you just gave up.
During my house arrest in the fortress in my previous life, I had seen with my own eyes what a powerful, wealthy, and fiercely protective top-tier Alpha Derrick truly was.
He was no homicidal maniac; those bloody rumors were nothing more than a ruthless front he deliberately used to intimidate rival packs!
Dressed in the pristine white gown, I held my head high and descended the stairs.
The emissary respectfully opened the heavy door of the black SUV for me.
"Miss Irene, the Alpha has been waiting eagerly."
Watching the shadow of my family's house fade away, a mocking smirk curled on my lips.
Robert, Martha, Irene.
They had no idea that tonight, because I hadn't drunk that scent-suppressing potion, history was about to be completely rewritten.
Drive faster.
I'm ready to meet my terrifying monster... and claim my absolute throne as his Luna.
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