Who Knows My Alpha Mate Faked His Death?

"Who are you?" My fated mate held a silver blade to my throat, looking at me with the eyes of a stranger. Four years ago, a witch erased me from Alpha Nash’s mind and rewrote his reality. To him, I am dead, and another woman wears the Luna crown. I returned to the pack not to reclaim my title, but to save my son. Nash sees me as a filthy rogue. He tortures me. He scorns me. He has no idea that the secret I’m hiding in the shadows is his own flesh and blood—a son with magic powerful enough to bring the world to its knees. The curse breaks with a single touch. But with a dark witch hunting my child for a deadly ritual, and Nash’s memories buried under a mountain of hate, time is running out. If he doesn't remember me soon, he will be the one to kill us both.

Ever since I lost my Alpha, Kael, in a brutal fight with some nasty rogues, I've been raising our young son, Finn, all by myself. My old pack has been pushing me to take a new Alpha, you know, so Finn and I would have protection. But I truly believed my Mate Bond with Kael was unbreakable. Then, on the Blood Moon ceremony, the fifth anniversary of Kael's “sacrifice,” I overheard Kael's father, old Alpha Marcus, tearing into Kael's quiet twin brother, Ronan: “Kael! You damn wolf! It was Ronan who went down on Blood Moon Cliff five years ago! He was the cursed one! You faked your death, lived as Ronan, all to protect Alina? You lied to the whole pack, to your sacred mate, and your own flesh and blood! Was it worth it?!” “For five years, Elara has raised Finn from a tiny pup all alone. You gave your so-called 'niece' a fake 'father,' but did you ever think? The day you put on Ronan's mask, Finn lost his real father for good!” I felt like I'd been struck by lightning. After Kael “died,” Ronan had been the dutiful uncle, “looking after” Finn and me. I never dreamed he was Kael in disguise. And he did all this just to protect Alina, Ronan's destined mate, who was already pregnant?! That night, under the bright moon, I snuck away and sent a message to my cousin, the Head Beta of the Silver-Moon Pack: “Tell your Alpha Lucian that I, Elara, accept his courtship offer.”

He marked me. He rejected me. Then he tried to kill me. Now I’m back… With a new name, a new face And a secret that could destroy him. I was fated to the Alpha who hates me. But this time… I’m not the weak one.

Damien was attacked by rogue wolves. I threw myself in front of him and nearly died for it—two broken ribs, both legs almost torn off. When I woke up, I decided to mess with him. "Who are you? I don't know you." His face went rigid. I almost laughed out loud. I was about to tell him I was joking—when he pointed at the man standing beside him. "I'm a friend of your mate's. He's your future mate." My heart dropped. The words died in my throat. I stared at him, stunned. A second later, Lucien stepped forward and took my hand. "Yes. I'm your mate. Let's go home." Fine. Then I'll take a new mate.

Seven years ago, Sabrina died. At least, that's what everyone believed. After a devastating accident, the Pack buried the woman who was fated to their future Alpha. Only Sabrina knew the truth. She had faked her death to escape a fate worse than dying, leaving behind the only man she had ever loved. Now she's a struggling waitress in the human world, raising her six-year-old son in secret. Everything changes the night the most feared Alpha walks into her restaurant. Zenith. The man who believes she betrayed him. The man who never attended her funeral. The man who now drags her back to the Pack to answer for her crimes. To him, she is nothing more than the mate who cheated, lied, and abandoned him. To her, every lie she told was meant to protect him. Forced to live beneath the same roof as Zenith and his politically chosen wife, Sabrina must survive a world determined to humiliate her while keeping one life-changing secret hidden at all costs. Because if the truth comes out... It won't just destroy everything Zenith believes about the past. It could awaken a legacy the werewolf world has spent centuries hunting. In a world where love became betrayal, trust became a weapon, and destiny refuses to stay buried... some mates never truly let go.

My family is the oldest healing bloodline in the Frostmoon Pack, and I am the most promising talent to become the pack's Chief Healer. My destined mate, who promised to mark me on my 20th birthday, instead chose my stepsister Eliza on the very day that was meant to be mine. Then Alaric Blackwood, the legendarily powerful and cold Alpha of the Blackwood pack, openly pursued me after I was abandoned. For five years after becoming his mate, he treated me with tender care and bone-deep devotion. He told me not to work so hard as a healer and to focus on being his Luna. Until I accidentally overheard a conversation between him and his loyal Beta. "Alpha, Eliza has already become Chief Healer. How long will you continue pretending to love Amara?" "It doesn't matter since I can't be Eliza's mate anyway. Besides, as long as I'm with Amara, she won't interfere with Eliza's happiness." Every night, he prayed to the Moon Goddess, and every word was filled with longing and love for Eliza. "May the Moon Goddess bless Eliza. May she find peace in body and spirit." "May the Moon Goddess grant Eliza all she desires, and protect all that she loves." ... "Eliza, we're not destined for each other in this life. I only pray we become fated mates in the next." Only then did I realize that my mate—his body belonged to me, but his heart belonged deeply to my stepsister. I've prepared a fake identity and planned a staged death at the hands of rogue wolves. From now on, we will never meet again, in this life or any other.