Novel & Cerita Fake Heiress, True Luna

He deserved his end and I will never be sorry for it. I saw the elders glance between each other and then Silas spoke again. "I see. Well then it makes you an Alpha of Scarlet blood then. A pregnant lycan Luna of River moon and an Alpha to Scarlet blood. You are indeed something special. Nimue has been telling us that all along." "So, does that mean I won't have to go through a trail..?" I asked carefully.

With flawless makeup on, I looked straight into the camera and calmly said, "Yes, I'm Cindy, the so-called arrogant and domineering heiress who beat her two brothers and cut ties with her biological father. "For those who want to criticize me, this livestream is open. Just for today, nobody will be banned for anything they say."

All he had to say to any of the she-wolves was 'to be his Luna,' and they would happily become his, for he was an extremely handsome alpha and also a rotten rich one. Alpha Brentwood knew the she-wolves yearning to have him were not only drawn to him because of his great looks but also his riches and, of course, to be the number one powerful Luna, for he was the most powerful alpha. So, he decides to seek his own Luna somewhere that no female will recognize him for his riches and powerful title. It will be rather difficult for him to go around unnoticed by anyone, for having such riches and a powerful title also comes with popularity. Still, he was going to give it a try.

The tiny droplets fell, decorating the purple attire and the black hair like transparent pearls, delicate and fragile. However, that scene made the delicate white face of Felicia stand out even more. He asked, "Who are you?" Felicia blinked her eyes, suddenly remembering who this person was! Red Stone Pack! Oh! Could this man be her future brother-in-law? Felicia had a sister, Monica, destined to marry into the Red Stone Pack as their Luna since childhood. The Red Stone Pack had an exalted status, but now they humbled themselves and bestowed their grace by selecting a Luna who was a commoner. And obviously, the chosen future Luna was Princess Monica of the Blue Moon Pack.

Jean asked Luna nervously, "The other day, you mentioned that someone was fighting with you for a role. What's that person's name?" When Jean mentioned this, Luna angrily answered, "It's the new actress with the surname Harts. She’s arrogant and rude. She told me that the female lead role was hers. She clearly didn’t know that I had you to back me up. Who else in Imperial Capital is more powerful than the Ares family?" Jean looked at Jay, a little confused. "Jay, this is a misunderstanding. The girl who Luna bullied has the surname Harts, it’s not Angeline."

Below it— Her face. Clear. Unmistakable. Not the quiet version of her. Not the hidden one. The real one. And beside it— Another image. Lena. Smiling. Posing. Living a life that was never hers. Aria’s grip tightened slightly on the phone. Scrolling. Fast. Too fast. Each headline worse than the last. “FAKE HEIRESS DECEIVED ELITE CIRCLE” “REAL BILLIONAIRE DAUGHTER HUMILIATED IN HER OWN SCHOOL”

And the headline. “SECRETS OF THE GREEDY LUNA.” “Mrs Elena. The people's princess. The mate of Alpha Trent And the Luna of Crimson Hills Pack had been alleged to have embezzled twenty billion dollars from the company she and her mate owns. The money she allegedly embezzled has cost the living status of the people of our packs. People barely survive under the little merger they collect from the company. They have been ripped by the Luna, who was supposed to be their protector.”

And Luna—daughter of the Demon King, Heir of the Moon— Would be *ready.*

Long enough to know that the Luna who stood before her was Luna Ariana Nathaniel, chosen to Alpha David Nathaniel who was the owner of one of the most flourished food companies in the world. “The reason why we are here is simple. It is about Luna Roland, she has no right to be part of us any longer as her husband is now deceased”, the luna declared. Daphne’s eyes darted over to the luna in question, Luna Helena Roland; she had tears in her eyes and did not look like her usual self.

Something fragile that might break if he let go. Meanwhile, I just stood there. Watching. Burning. Forgotten again. Then Helena’s voice snapped through the room like a whip. Her heels clicked as she stepped forward, her sharp eyes slicing through me like knives. “And you wonder why Camilla is the one who will be the perfect Luna,” she sneered, her lips curling. “You’ve failed every duty expected of you, Selene. No child. No heir. Nothing.” Her chin lifted, her voice louder now. “Camilla will take her rightful place as Luna. It’s already decided. And if you refuse to take responsibility for the accident, you will be treated as a traitor.”