Fake Heiress, True Luna Novels & Stories

“She’s carrying my heir.” I stared at him blankly, my lashes fluttered repeatedly, unable to believe what I was hearing. “So, what exactly are you driving at?” my voice came out broken. “Thank you,” Kael swallowed hard, before saying those words that completely broke me. “You can stay by my side,” he muttered slowly. “And Vivienne will become Luna.” Silence—a suffocating one. For a brief moment, I genuinely wondered if I heard him wrong. “So, you want me to become your what?” I asked, my voice rising. “Your dirty little secret? Or your mistress? So, I can win the award of the mate that turned to a mistress, right?’

Their faces were pressed against the cold floor as their bodies shook violently. Several female werewolves who used to know me were trembling so hard their teeth chattered. “S-Selena… the Alliance’s strongest Alpha King, Lord Lucas, is your mate?” “The steward elder even performed a kneeling salute! And Leo called her his mom! She must be that mysterious Luna Queen everyone talks about, the one Lord Lucas treasures above all!” Gasps spread through the room again. I found the noise irritating, so I simply gave a faint smile.

He turned back to the pack. “Leah is the rightful heir of this pack. She is the granddaughter of our former Alpha. She must rule.” A wave of shock moved through the crowd. Kayden stepped forward. “But how will she rule the Emerald Pack while being the Luna of the Blood Moon Pack?” he asked. “We will be married soon. I need her by my side.” My chest tightened. I looked between them. Athena whispered, Two worlds. One queen. The old man stroked his beard thoughtfully.

“Those boobs of yours, let me guess — you paid for them. You did a BBL, right? Absolutely pathetic. Mine are natural, and in case you have not noticed, he does not like fake things and he does not like plastic things. “He likes what is real, and that is me. I know you know who he is. I know you know he is the Alpha, yes, the big bad Alpha Damon that every woman probably dreams about, but guess what? I am his Luna. His Luna. That is a position you will never have, and you need to get that into your thick skull before you even think about trying that little stunt again.” Her eyes were locked on the attendant’s like a predator who had just cornered her prey, and her voice sharpened even further

Selena's family issued a statement overnight, cutting all ties with her. She had nothing left. Leo didn't want her. Her family didn't want her. Even the title of Luna had become a joke. But she couldn't accept it. Why? Why should she lose everything she'd fought for, just because that woman turned out to be a princess? She poured every drop of rage onto the internet. Late that night, anonymous posts flooded every major werewolf community and forum, all targeting me. "The so-called Blood Shadow heir was a secret mistress in the Dark Moon Pack for three years. Did you know that?"

He suddenly shoots to his feet, taking few steps towards me. I part my lips to speak, but before a word comes out, he closes the distance between us and wraps me in a tight hug. I freeze for a second, then melt into his arms. It’s been so long since I’ve felt this... wanted. When he finally pulls back, his gaze softens as it meets mine. “You’re my only daughter, Georgia. I love you, and I’m proud that you’ve finally come to your senses. You’ve returned to your rightful place. As the heiress of the Ashcroft Empire, and the daughter of Alpha Brandon Ashcroft. That means you—”

Ember followed, glancing back once—her eyes dark, full of something unspoken. From the shadows near the pillar, Kaela watched. Her face was pale, fury trembling beneath her skin. “He’s playing with fire,” she whispered. “And he doesn’t even see it.” Her spy appeared, breathless. “My lady… the new Luna—she’s the same woman the Prince hunted.” Kaela’s blood drained from her face. Inside, Magnus and Ember returned to their throne, smiling, waving, toasting. The picture of power. The perfect lie.

I was glad. Then I began to read some comments which were kind of crazy. Like ; Oh, she is so pretty. Her ass is even bigger. Is she young? Gosh! See her killer body. I love nothing but her killer hips and waist. Those blue eyes. Is she even real? She is surreal. Then I saw some hateful comments like ; She isn't even pretty. How many guys had she fucked to be the Luna? I frowned but almost burst into laughter. "Get a life bruh, I didn't fuck anyone to be the Luna. I am the rightful heiress to the throne." I muttered. I didn't reply. I only glanced through. But in one way or the other, my mind drifted to Blake. What happened last night?

“She’s supposed to be gone.” Across from him, his Beta, Lucas, moved uncomfortably. “The news says she’s the Moonstone heiress. Switched at birth, they say. She’s here for the board meeting.” Damon’s eyes flashed. “Moonstone heiress? Don’t insult me.” Lucas looked at the screen. “You can’t deny it, Alpha. She looks… different. But it’s her. Aurora Haleno, Vale, now. She’s alive.”