Marrying a Disabled Alpha for My Fake Sister

On a stormy night, I stood at the center of the stone circle and removed the bone ring embedded with a shard of moonlight, placing it into the crack of the ancestral altar.“I will follow the arrangement,” I said, my voice flickering like a lantern in the wind. “From this day forward, I voluntarily remove myself from Alpha Nathan’s sight and accept the task of completing the bond with Silver Claw’s heir.”An uproar spread through the crowd.In that moment, the mountain mist rolled, and wolves howled beyond the western ridge—like ancient souls mourning this transaction.My father, Vince, slowly rose from the wolf-head stone throne, the mark on his temple faintly glowing with anger.“Do you even understand what you're saying?” His golden eyes widened as if they could pierce through me. “You want to replace Liora and bond with a cripple?”“Yes.” I spoke clearly and firmly, meeting his gaze. “This is your choice. I’m merely surrendering early.”He tried to speak, his throat tightening on u

The Moon Goddess Blessing Ceremony was held once a year—an event symbolizing the highest recognition of mate bonds, bloodline continuation, and spiritual contracts in the werewolf world.On this day, all Alpha nobles were required to bring their spouses or chosen mates to swear loyalty and union before the Temple of the Moon and receive the tribe’s approval.I stood at the foot of the stone steps, looking up at the altar draped in nightglow vines, my heart soaking in ice.I had arrived an hour early. As one of the nominal assistants from the Silver Fang Pack, I was tasked with handing over the sacred offering for the ritual—an ancient pair of bone seal rings left by a former Alpha couple, representing eternal union and soul bonds.The irony wasn’t lost on me—I was the one delivering them in a place like this.I planned to leave immediately, but as I passed the side hall, familiar voices drifted through a wooden lattice screen from the resting chamber beside the temple.It was Alpha Nat

“What are you doing?” I shouted the moment I pushed open the door.Liora was sitting on my bed, twirling a pair of silk handcuffs in her fingers as if admiring a piece of art.The wall paintings had been swapped out for erotic photography, and the bookshelf that had held my memories for seven years was gone—replaced by a low table cluttered with scented candles.“Your room?” She looked up at me and voice soft and poisonous like a blooming death cap. “You’re mistaken, Ella. This is a surprise from Alpha Nathan. He said the lighting, the scent, the bed… it all suits me.”“You’re insane.” I gritted my teeth, stepping toward her. “This was my room for seven years. The place I slept after helping him build the Silver Fang Pack!”“So what?” She smiled as if she’d just swallowed something sweet. “He said every time he walked into this room, he felt suffocated. You know why? Because it was full of your shadows, the soup you cooked, the books you left at the foot of the bed, your eyes swollen f

I spent two days in a daze, and when I woke up, the doctor told me that both I and the baby had survived the worst.“You’re really lucky,” the doctor said, his voice tinged with sadness. “You lost a lot of blood, and we almost couldn’t save you, but you’re fortunate to be alive.”I didn’t respond. My eyes stared vacantly at the hospital ceiling, feeling an emptiness that felt like my heart had been ripped out, leaving only irreparable cracks behind.When Alpha Nathan stood at the door of my room, I barely had the strength to look at him. His coat was soaked with rain, his hair messy, clearly rushed here in a hurry.“Ella…” His voice was filled with tension. “Why didn’t you tell me you hadn’t eaten?”I stared at him, my eyes devoid of warmth. “I’m not hungry.”He paused for a moment, then spoke softly, “You haven’t eaten, do you know? It’s not good for you.”"You always blame me in such a gentle tone!" My voice trembled with anger, and I could barely speak through clenched teeth. "But y

"Alpha, your grandfather's video request is connected. Should I delay it?" Beta Lucas’s voice was filled with hesitation.Alpha Nathan rubbed his forehead and took the tablet. “Grandfather.”On the screen, the old Alpha Sam was tapping his fingers on the desk, the background a familiar study, with Ella’s wooden carving from last year still sitting on the third shelf of the bookshelf. “For tonight’s family dinner, have Ella bring her honey biscuits,” the elderly man’s voice was firm, “I’ve kept the last one she made, and I haven’t been able to eat the second piece.”Alpha Nathan swallowed hard. “She… she’s not feeling well. She might not come.”“Not feeling well?” Old Alpha’s eyes suddenly sharpened. “I heard she just came out of the hospital. Nathan, you can’t even protect your own Luna, and you’re still aiming for that heir position…”The tablet was disconnected, and Alpha Nathan stared out the window—Ella’s hydrangea bush that she once planted was long dead, only a few broken stems