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 MoreJeffery’s fist accidentally hit the locker door before he could stop himself, the loud thud echoing down the empty hallway like a gunshot. “You think this is a game?” he snapped, turning sharply on Roland so quickly that his skates nearly slipped on the rubber mat.Roland’s smirk remained steady. Standing there in just his compression shorts, arms crossed over that exaggerated chest, he seemed like he’d been waiting all day for this moment. “It stopped being a game the second you put on your brother’s jersey, little omega. Now it’s about leverage.”Jeffery’s blood ran cold as he asked, “What did you just say?” Roland leaned in, his voice soft yet threatening, sending a shiver down Jeffery’s spine. “Just one word from me to the league, and I can destroy everything—your fake identity, impersonating a drafted player, your chances with the team—everything. Your pack could be finished, with sponsorships pulled and your father’s legacy tainted, all because you couldn’t let Lucien go.” The w
Jeffery stood frozen in the dim concrete hallway, back pressed against the cold wall as if it could somehow save him. The silence pressed down on him, thick and heavy. His pulse hammered so fiercely that he could feel it in his teeth. Every part of him screamed to run, but his legs refused to move.Roland didn’t rush. He never did. He moved as if he owned the entire arena, as if the shadows themselves bent for him. When he finally stopped, he was close enough that Jeffery could smell pine, frozen lake water, and that deeper scent beneath — wild, ancient, and terrifyingly good.“You’re a terrible liar,” Roland said, Jeffery tried to hide his emotions.Jeffery swallowed hard. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”Roland’s lips curled into a slow, dangerous smirk. He studied Jeffery’s face the way a wolf watches a rabbit that suddenly appears... interesting. His gloved hand rose, tilting Jeffery’s chin with one finger. Their eyes locked.“The pack thinks you’re Lucien,” Roland wh
Jeffery hated every second of this new life.He hated waking up early for interviews he did not care about. He hated people staring at him everywhere he went like he belonged to them now. He hated the cameras outside Northcrest Academy and the way students suddenly moved aside whenever he walked past.Most of all, he hated pretending to be someone else every minute of the day.It had only been six days.Six days since Lucien’s accident.Six days since Dominic decided Jeffery’s life no longer mattered.And already Jeffery felt exhausted.He missed Blackthorne Academy more than he expected.He missed sitting with Anna and Maxwell during lunch while they argued over stupid things. He missed Ella stealing fries from everybody’s plate. He even missed Alex acting like an old man trapped inside a teenager’s body.That life had been simple.Quiet.Nobody looked at him twice there.Nobody expected him to carry an entire pack on his back.His phone vibrated while he sat alone in No
Jeffery lingered a bit longer than he probably should in front of the mirror, gazing at his reflection that felt unfamiliar. His black hair replaced his usual silver, and Lucien’s face looked back at him instead of his own thoughts. It was as if a life not meant for him was staring back. He gently adjusted the collar of his Northcrest Academy uniform again, even though it sat perfectly—something that made him feel like he had a tiny bit of control. From the hallway, Dominic’s voice called through the door, saying simply, “Time.” That one word always sounded so final to Jeffery. With a deep breath, he opened the door and stepped out. Dominic’s gaze was steady and without emotion. “You understand what’s at stake,” he said. Jeffery nodded in response, “The pack.” “And the championship.” Jeffery shrugged lightly, “Same to you.” That earned him a brief, unreadable look from Dominic. Not wanting the silence to stretch awkwardly, Jeffery turned away. He’d learned early on that waiting for Do






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