Who’s the Alpha’s True Love — Me or Her?
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Five years ago, Alpha Samuel crowned me and called me his fated mate. We kept it secret. I thought he was protecting me.
Then Rebecca showed up in a red dress.
He put his cloak on her, let her pull his tie, and said, “Next time you act out, I won’t be so forgiving.” I stood there, invisible.
People whispered, “She’s his true mate.”
My wolf Mila warned me—his eyes didn’t hold love. They held control.
Then came the storm.
Alpha King Yves stopped his car. His gold eyes met mine. “It’s my honor to serve my Luna,” he said.
I finally understood—real mates don’t need to be begged.
Today, I hand over the bond annulment. Samuel shouts, “You’ll regret this!”
He doesn’t know—Yves is waiting outside.
Mila whispers:
“Now he sees the truth. He picked a shadow and lost the moon.”
Then Rebecca showed up in a red dress.
He put his cloak on her, let her pull his tie, and said, “Next time you act out, I won’t be so forgiving.” I stood there, invisible.
People whispered, “She’s his true mate.”
My wolf Mila warned me—his eyes didn’t hold love. They held control.
Then came the storm.
Alpha King Yves stopped his car. His gold eyes met mine. “It’s my honor to serve my Luna,” he said.
I finally understood—real mates don’t need to be begged.
Today, I hand over the bond annulment. Samuel shouts, “You’ll regret this!”
He doesn’t know—Yves is waiting outside.
Mila whispers:
“Now he sees the truth. He picked a shadow and lost the moon.”

















































