LOGINJeffery Vale has spent his entire life hidden behind his perfect twin brother, Lucien—the future alpha of the powerful Moonfang Pack and the star of their elite hockey team. But when Lucien is suddenly injured before the national championship, Jeffery is forced to take his place, stepping into a dangerous world of fame, rivalry, and secrets that were never meant to be uncovered. Everything changes when Roland Hayes, the Ruthless alpha captain of rival Northfang Pack sees through Jeffery’s disguise immediately. Instead of exposing him, Roland keeps quiet and drags Jeffery into a brutal rivalry filled with obsession, forbidden attraction, and a connection that neither of them can escape. After a violent scandal on the ice threatens both their careers, they are forced into a fake relationship for the public. Still, as buried truths about Lucien’s accident and an ancient prophecy begin to surface, Jeffery realises he was never the weak twin everyone believed he was—he was the one they feared all along.
View MorePOV: Roland Roland sat in the old leather chair in his cluttered home office late at night. Stacks of papers covered the desk, and the desk lamp cast long shadows across the room. Jeffrey stood right in front of him, voice trembling as he demanded answers. “Who did you say ‘I love you’ to on that phone call?” Jeffrey asked. He wasn’t yelling. His eyes looked hurt, like something inside him was cracking. “I need to know. Are you with someone else? Was this all fake for you?” Roland tried to look away. His hands gripped the arms of the chair. “Jeff, it’s not what you think.” Jeffrey stepped closer. “Then tell me. I’ve been through enough with videos and fake stuff. Don’t make me guess anymore. My trust is already gone.” Roland’s chest felt tight. He wanted to explain everything, but the words stuck. The blackmail, the pressure, all of it. He ran a hand over his face. “I can’t drag you into this. It’s bigger than us.” Jeffrey’s face twisted with hurt. “Bigger than us? I’m fa
POV: Jeffery Jeffery stood in the middle of the penthouse, arms crossed tightly, face guarded. Roland stood across from him, looking nervous. The fake relationship had turned into a complete mess of real feelings and broken trust. “We need to talk,” Jeffery said firmly. “I’m going to forgive you. But I have two conditions.” Roland nodded quickly. “Anything. I’ll do anything.” Jeffery held up one finger. “First condition. Tell me who you were talking to on the phone. The one where you said ‘I love you.’ Is it a relationship? Are you just friends? I need the truth.” Roland’s face went pale. He opened his mouth then closed it. “Jeffery, it’s complicated…”— Jeffery’s stomach dropped. He waited but Roland stayed silent, eyes darting away. Anger bubbled up fast. Without another word he turned and walked to the kitchen. He yanked open the fridge, grabbed a soda and some leftover pizza, but his hands shook. He wasn’t even hungry. Roland was still keeping secrets. And Jeffery was al
POV: Jeffery Jeffery stood on that stupid stage with lights blinding him from every side. Cameras flashed like crazy, clicking nonstop. His stomach twisted tight. The stripping video still played in his head and probably everyone else’s too. He felt naked all over again, even in this button-up shirt Roland picked out. Whispers rippled through the crowd right away. “Look at him. Total mess.” “Roland Hayes deserves way better.” “He’s just riding the fame train.” Jeffery’s face burned hot. Humiliation hit him like a slap. He wanted to bolt, jump off the stage and run until his legs gave out. His hands shook at his sides. Why did he agree to this? Fake couple stuff for the sponsors. All eyes on him like he was some joke. Then Roland’s hand slid into his. Warm. Steady. He squeezed gently, thumb brushing over Jeffery’s knuckles. Jeffery glanced over quickly. Roland’s jaw was set, eyes fierce and protective like he was ready to fight the whole room. “Let me handle this,” Rolan
POV: JefferyJeffery sat in the cold conference room, hands trembling under the table. The AC blew freezing air across his neck while his face burned hot. Roland sat right across from him, face blank like a stranger. No smirk, no anger, just nothing. The three sponsors stood at the head like they owned the world and Jeffery had just trashed it. One guy in a sharp black suit slammed a tablet down so hard the sound cracked through the room."Look at this,” the sponsor barked. “Videos of you half-naked, shoving people, drunk off your face. It’s everywhere. Twitter, TikTok, Instagram. Comments are calling you a mess. This is unacceptable. You’re dragging our brand through the mud.” Jeffery’s stomach twisted hard. He wanted to explain the fight with Roland, the stupid call that started everything, how one thing snowballed into that basement nightmare. His mouth opened but the words got stuck. Heart pounding, throat tight, he just sat there frozen.Before he could get anything out, Roland
My fist hit the locker door before I could stop myself. The loud thud echoed down the empty hallway like a gunshot, bouncing off the concrete walls and metal benches. My fists stung immediately, but I barely felt it. The anger was too loud inside my head. "You think this is a game?" I snapped, tur
I stood frozen in the dim concrete hallway, my back pressed against the cold wall like it could somehow save me. The silence pressed down, thick and heavy. My pulse hammered so fiercely I could feel it in my teeth. Every part of me screamed to run, but my legs refused to move. Roland did not rush.
My phone buzzed against the cafeteria table like a warning shot. Alpha Dominic. My father never called me first. Ever. Our communication consisted of him grunting in my direction at dinner and me existing quietly in the background. I answered anyway. "Hello?" "Come home immediately." The line
The first thing you should know about me is that I have spent seventeen years as the world's least impressive consolation prize. My brother Lucien arrived first, screaming like he was already giving orders. The full moon was out. The elders felt his wolf before he even took his first breath. Golde












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