Ditch Fake Bond: She's Tycoon Wolf Heiress Novels & Stories

I knew the only thing left to talk about between us was her father being a bounty hunter, and I knew she had not let it go just yet. “I know how you must be feeling right now,” she started. “And I know that you probably won’t ever see me the same way after finding out what you just found out, but I want you to know that I’ll never sell you out. None of you. Tyrell is my mate, and he comes first in my life. I might not feel the mate bond the same way the wolves do, but I know it’s there. And I love him. The last thing I’ll do is betray him, and betraying even one werewolf is betraying him.”

His body pressed against mine, reminding me vividly of the very scene I'd just immortalized in paint. "How expensive, little wolf?" he growled, his voice dropping to that dangerous register that made my skin tingle. "Payment... in kind, perhaps?" (Third-person's POV) The announcement broke across the major Werewolf Territory Networks like wildfire: Young Alpha Florian Nightshade, the formidable second son of the Northern Territory's most powerful pack, was reportedly forming a mate bond with a she-wolf surnamed Silverstone, with ancestral ties to Moonhaven. Details about this potential mate were frustratingly scarce. Speculation ran rampant throughout territory social circles—was she an Alph

She laughed too loudly. “Please, an omega like you can't even afford a wheel.hahaha, you rented this to impress Damon right? News flash, Damon loves me. Soon I'll be a luna” “You mean, Fake Luna,” I said under my breath. Her smile cracked. She stepped closer, eyes burning. “At least I'm not a barren omega pretending to be queen.The rightful heir is already breathing inside me” She touched her stomach dramatically. My chest tightened. The mate bond punched me hard.

“Shut up.” “No, you shut up.” She stepped closer, poking his chest. “Your wolf has been pining like a sad little violin. I felt you last night, remember? Twin bond. I felt that Alpha wreck you so hard I almost came in my sleep. And now the universe literally hands me the chance to lock you two in a cabin for a week? With one bed? While I play fake fiancée?” She spread her arms like she’d won the lottery. “I’m not missing this. This is my Super Bowl.”

Instead, she looked straight at the handsome young man in front of her. She knew that Mr. Dickson had a distinguished guest here today, so she came to make friends. Little did she know that it was Damien Wolfe, the heir to the Wolfe family with a net worth of hundreds of billions. She apologized on behalf of her assistant and said, "Mr. Damien, I'm sorry for my assistant's recklessness. I will apologize to you on her behalf." Ciara was wearing a V-neck long dress, and when she lowered her head, the neckline was visible.

"You never feared me being a Luna Born, did you? That sob story you sold to the Ledgers was bullshit, wasn't it?" Hearing my accusations, a sardonic smile snakes its way across her features, distorting her face into something from a horror film. "It didn't need to be the Ledgers, but when I asked a witch to find an Alpha male with a strong wolf, she presented me with Damon. Talking her into faking the mate bond between you was difficult and cost me a pretty penny, but she eventually gave in."

asked the principal with respect. “I happened to visit Ocean howls pack today when I received a mind-link from one of my gifted pack members, that you are tutoring this girl for hours and you have put an allegation that she has bewitched a werewolf?” she asked while looking straight into the principal’s eyes. Ellis was looking at her with astonished expressions. This Althea was very different from the Althea he knows. “This is not false, she indeed stole my daughter’s mate by bewitching and she discovered this the other day when her wolf told her he is her mate instead of this filth,” said Tyler.

He holds his stomach and laughs his mother fucking ass off, while I’m freaking out about getting sold and raped, over and over again. “Oh, oh! This is rich! You really don’t know? Tyson never told you and neither did our little beast.” Kent catches his breath and then squats in front of me. “I am a wolf shifter honey. I can turn into a wolf whenever I want to. I’m an alpha wolf to be precise. I have my own wolf pack that I rule over, just like Tyson does. And my daughter, that you are holding on to, is my Alpha heir. She has a wolf spirit inside of her and my guess is that when she finally manifests, she will be an extremely powerful wolf.

My parents found it difficult to understand why I still proceeded with marrying Sheila after what the Graysons' did. They were still angry with them and refused to acknowledge or accept Sheila. I couldn't blame them; my background check on Stevenson and Fiona Grayson revealed them as mere opportunists seeking a wealthy match for their daughter, Phoebe, under the disguise of marriage. Well, the jokes would be on them when I announce my marriage to Sheila to the public and the press realize the truth about my fake, supposed bankruptcy. Until then, I needed to sort some things out. ************************* "Mr. Walker, is it true you were never disinherited and are still a billionaire?"

"Listen up—even if you're back now, this family and the engagement with the Frosts can only be mine! Trash like you from the sticks are only worthy of worshiping the ground I walk on!" As soon as she finished, she suddenly threw herself backward with a dramatic gasp. "Ah! Jemima, why did you push me?" The fake fall was smooth and practiced, like she'd studied thousands of trashy fake-heiress melodramas. Too bad it was me she was trying to mess with. The instant her back hit the ground, I drew in a breath, gathered all my strength, and let out a scream ten times more tragic than hers. "Ruth! What's wrong?"