Novel & Cerita Fake Heiress, True Luna

Her gaze fell on me, laced with scrutiny. “Mom!” Luna immediately threw herself into Jasmine’s arms, sobbing uncontrollably. “She… she’s the one who just came back from some small town… your real daughter! She stole the watch Brian gave me and won’t admit it!” Jasmine’s expression changed instantly. The way she looked at me was filled with disdain. “So it’s you.” She gently patted Luna’s back, her voice soft with comfort, but her words were vicious. “Silly girl, of course she wouldn’t admit it. Just look at her, she reeks of poverty, every inch of her screams small-time. How could someone like that ever be the heiress of the Lawson family?

"No wonder you exude such power—being the true Luna has its perks, doesn’t it?" "We’re all here to support you," another chimed in. "We won’t let some lowborn Omega take your rightful place." "And look at Caius," said another. "He’s already showing dominance, even at such a young age! He’s the true heir to Serrowind Pack." The Beta teacher, her posture stiff, even bowed slightly. "Luna Virelle, let me know what Caius likes to eat. We’ll make sure the daycare caters to his tastes from now on."

Only my blue eyes were visible. Every head turned as I passed. Most of the people gathered in the gardens had never seen me before. For twenty years, my parents had kept me hidden inside the estate while allowing stories about me to spread throughout Estia’s lands. Ruelle Holt, the chosen heir. The blessed daughter of Veyra. The witch who would one day become more powerful than any leader our clan had known. Now they were finally being allowed to look at me, only to watch their so-called princess be handed over to a werewolf.

Then she said in a casual tone, “A Bentley, Mulsanne.” Luna felt her vision blur, she would probably faint if she wasn’t sitting at that moment. From the start, Luna had never liked Hailey. It was because this woman was younger and prettier than her. She even acted weak and shy to seduce someone. At that moment, she was very obsessed with Annie, especially after he told her a secret: he was actually the sole official heir of Cirrus Embroidery. Although he was known as Rachel Yates’ son, he was actually Xavier’s biological son.

Cyrus smiled at his wife as he said this. “You…your Maj….majes….ty” stammered Lord Robert, “I am honoured that you will grace my soirée.” “I believe it was a good opportunity to let Ghysem know that my mate has reincarnated,” he said and the hall fell even quieter. “I am grateful to Ghysem for waiting and trusting the goddess to bring me back. I shall take this opportunity to serve Ghysem even better,” said the Luna. “She is an imposter. Just months ago she was a human slave who…” Lord Sommerset did not get to finish his sentence as his head rolled to the ground.

I wasn't sure what I was going to say, but I needed to get him distracted and away from our false Luna long enough to inform her of the truth. I let my nose guide me, and ended up in front of the door to the cinema room. I stood outside for a second, wondering how I was going to achieve my goal. Whatever I was going to do I had to make out like it was urgent. I placed my hand on the door handle and opened it quickly. Barging through and panting as though I was out of breath from running. The sight before me sent chills down my spine. Our false Luna was in the arms of our cruel Alpha. What if I was already too late to convince her of what kind of man Alpha Carson truly was?

I asked, a dangerous smile playing on my lips. "You think because you bullied a weak woman two years ago, you can do the same thing today." The first maid frowned, looking slightly uneasy, but the second maid kept her chin raised. "I am the Luna of this pack," I continued, lowering my voice into a deadly whisper. "And right now, your Alpha is sitting in his room, drowning in guilt. He just bought me a mountain of the most expensive dresses and jewels in the kingdom. He is desperate for my forgiveness. He will do absolutely anything I ask him to do."

" Jasmine sighed. Dressed in a designer gown, Luna walked beside Raymond as she relished the attention of the crowd. The gazes of admiration she received made her feel like a celebrity, and she couldn't resist putting on a smug smile. This was her first public appearance with him, and she knew everyone was speculating about her identity. She knew soon that she would be able to reveal her actual identity. As his daughter and a wealthy heiress, she aimed to make those who had once looked down on her regret their judgment. Seeing Mia and Jasmine nearby, Luna's eyes gleamed with satisfaction. Luna had finally reached this milestone, and she was determined not to let those who had once belittled

She turned her face into Dante’s palm for a second, drawing strength from his certainty, before looking back at the Echo and the endless mirrors. “Then the waiting is over,” Luna declared, her voice now ringing with a new, undeniable resonance. It was no longer the voice of a girl who questioned her place. It was the voice of a woman announcing her arrival. “I am Luna, daughter of Alarick, the Last Alpha King. The hidden heir. The Silver Wolf.” She let her gaze sweep over the visions of potential futures—the glorious and the terrible. “The prophecy gave me a choice. I choose to reign.”

They stripped her of her title. Branded her a traitor. Left her to rot in the forbidden lands. But Mira Wyrmblood didn't die. She rose. From the ashes of betrayal and exile, she built an empire. Now known to the world as The Cyber Empress, she’s no longer the discarded Luna, she’s the woman who owns the game board they once played her on. And she’s not done. When Mira steps into a high-profile gala three years later, all eyes are on her, including his. “Yo—you look like my ex-wife,” “No,” she smirks, brushing past him, “I look like the ghost of your greatest regret.” But just as she reclaims her power, fate throws her another twist. Not one