Valarie never dreamed she’d have to marry the Alpha King—a ruthless leader feared across the land. That was supposed to be her twin sister Vanessa's fate. But when Vanessa is attacked days before the wedding, Valarie is forced to take her place, stepping into a dangerous lie to save her family. Pretending to be Vanessa, Valarie faces a man as cold as he is powerful. Alpha King Tristan Blackwood trusts no one, least of all the bride who seems so different from the bold woman he was promised. But behind his icy walls lies a darkness that threatens to consume them both. As Valarie struggles to keep her secret, unexpected sparks fly between her and the Alpha King. Yet danger lurks in the shadows, and the truth about Vanessa's attack could destroy the fragile bond they’ve begun to form. In a world ruled by secrets and strength, Valarie must decide: will she fight for her freedom, or risk everything for the love of a king who might never forgive her betrayal?
View MoreVALARIE The palace was unusually quiet at night, its silence was felt over every hallway and corridor. I wandered through its grand stillness barefoot, wrapped in nothing but a light robe over my silk nightgown, unsure where I was going or what I was looking for. Sleep had evaded me for hours, and the walls of my room felt far too close, too filled with thoughts I wasn’t ready to confront.My heart was a constant thrum in my chest, restless, aching, confused. Especially after what happened during dinner, with Tristan sitting so close, asking quiet questions, stealing glances when he thought I wasn’t looking.I ended up in the old music room. I didn’t even realize I was heading there until my hand was on the knob and I pushed the door open. A small lamp near the window was still burning, casting a soft glow on the piano and the bookshelves lining the walls. It felt untouched by time, like a piece of the world where no one pretended.I walked over to the piano, lifting the cover from
LADY BIANCAI had tolerated her long enough.The entire palace had started to murmur, whispers of how Alpha Tristan had begun to soften since the marriage, of how the mysterious new Luna had brought a light into his cold, rigid life. They said she was graceful, kind, real. It made me sick.Vanessa .The name left a bitter taste in my mouth. She walked through the palace like she belonged, like she had earned her place here. But I knew better. She was a placeholder, a puzzle piece that didn’t fit, jammed into place by circumstances I didn’t trust.I had kept my distance, waiting, watching. But time was no longer on my side. Alpha Theo would return any day now, and when he did, everything would be set in stone. The heir, the Luna, the future.And I would not allow that girl to cement her place in history as Alpha Tristan’s mate.No. If I wanted my son to inherit what was rightfully his, Vanessa had to go.I found her in the long hallway by the eastern wing, her eyes scanning the courty
CARLI wasn’t in the mood for company, especially not my mother’s. But when she stepped into my chamber unannounced, dressed in her usual elegant silks and her perfume clouding the air, I knew there was no escaping her.She had that look again. The one that always meant trouble.“Carl,” she said sharply , like her tongue could slice through wood . “We need to talk.”I sighed and leaned back in the chair, folding my arms. “Is this about Tristan?”“No,” she replied sharply , closing the door behind her. “This is about you.”She walked across the room and sat down opposite me, her gaze steady, her posture perfect. Even when she was angry, my mother never lost her composure. That was the dangerous part.“I’ve been watching you,” she said, fingers tapping lightly against her thigh. “You’ve let this little marriage between your brother and that girl distract you.”“Her name is Vanessa .”“And she’s irrelevant,” she snapped, her voice sharp. “Unless you make her useful.”I narrowed my eyes.
VALARIE I woke up to a soft knock at my door, the kind of knock that barely meant to be heard. My heart jumped, thinking it might be Tristan again. But when no one entered, I sat up and realized it wasn’t him, it was just one of the servants, probably checking in.The room was still thick with the warmth from last night. My skin hummed where Tristan had touched me, kissed me. I could still feel the weight of his body against mine, the way he whispered my name like a secret he didn’t want the world to know.And yet, the morning light cast everything in sharp reality.I sat by the window, watching the wind brush the trees in the courtyard, thinking about what had changed. Something in me had shifted. The wall I had carefully built around my heart was no longer steady. It trembled with every glance he gave me, every gentle word, every time he looked at me like I wasn’t just a girl caught in a lie but someone he could actually care for.I touched my lips, remembering the way he kissed me
CARLI stood on the balcony outside my room, coffee getting cold in my hand, the steam long forgotten as I stared at the path leading to the Vanessa’s chamber .A servant had casually mentioned the night before that Lady Vanessa hadn’t shown up for breakfast two mornings in a row. I acted indifferent, even made a sarcastic comment about royalty sleeping in late but that simple detail stuck with me. It gnawed at me through the silence of the night until I found myself unable to sleep. I had paced, sat, read half a book without understanding a word, and now… here I was.Waiting.Watching.And then, I saw him.Tristan.Walking out of Valerie’s room.My hand tightened around the handle of the mug.His shirt was unbuttoned slightly, the collar open in that casual way that made him look like he hadn’t planned it but knew exactly what it did to a woman’s imagination. His coat hung over one arm. His expression was unreadable, composed as ever, but something in his posture was different, less
CARLI stood on the balcony outside my room, coffee getting cold in my hand, the steam long forgotten as I stared at the path leading to the Vanessa’s chamber .A servant had casually mentioned the night before that Lady Vanessa hadn’t shown up for breakfast two mornings in a row. I acted indifferent, even made a sarcastic comment about royalty sleeping in late but that simple detail stuck with me. It gnawed at me through the silence of the night until I found myself unable to sleep. I had paced, sat, read half a book without understanding a word, and now… here I was.Waiting.Watching.And then, I saw him.Tristan.Walking out of Valerie’s room.My hand tightened around the handle of the mug.His shirt was unbuttoned slightly, the collar open in that casual way that made him look like he hadn’t planned it but knew exactly what it did to a woman’s imagination. His coat hung over one arm. His expression was unreadable, composed as ever, but something in his posture was different, less
VALARIE The night air was so refreshing and calming.We walked back from the terrace in silence, the soft rustle of my dress the only sound between us. The stars were scattered like fireflies across the sky, and the path back to the main palace was dimly lit with warm lanterns. I didn’t want to speak, not yet. I didn’t want to break whatever this feeling was, this strange quietness that nestled between us like a heartbeat we were both trying to ignore.Dinner had shifted something. I wasn’t sure what exactly. But the way he looked at me… the way he didn’t try to fix me or press me for truths I wasn’t ready to say, it made something inside me ache and tremble at the same time.As we stepped into the hallway leading to my chamber, I paused at the threshold. He did too.“Thank you,” I said, softly.Tristan tilted his head. “For what?”“For seeing me… when I didn’t think anyone would.”He didn’t respond right away. His eyes flickered from my face to my lips, then back again. The air bet
TRISTAN She hadn’t smiled all day.I watched her from across the corridor, my gaze lingering on the way she held herself, shoulders hunched ever so slightly, head down, eyes distant. Vanessa had always been composed, strong even in the face of unfamiliar territory. But today… there was something different. A weight on her, heavy and invisible, dragging her spirit down.She passed me without saying a word, pretending not to notice me standing at the window. I didn’t stop her. I didn’t speak. I just stood there, watching her walk away, her scent lingering in the air like a fading memory. Lavender and something softer like roses .This wasn’t like her. Even when she had first come to Blackwood, pretending to be fearless and full of fire, there had been some spark in her. But now, it was dim.I didn’t know what had caused the change.And that was what frustrated me the most.She wouldn’t tell me. She had stopped opening up, and I could sense it. As Alpha, I could read people like I read
CarlI leaned against the window, watching her, the one person who had consumed my thoughts more than I cared to admit.Vanessa .She had just left the greenhouse, her steps measured but graceful as she made her way back to the main house. The gentle sway of her movements, the way her hair caught the soft breeze that whispered through the garden.I could hear my own breath, shallow and controlled, as if my body didn’t want to make a sound that might break the moment. For a long while, I simply watched her walk, each step echoing in my mind like the beat of a drum. I hadn’t planned on seeing her tonight. I hadn’t planned on being near her. But it had happened.And now I couldn’t look away.I had a plan in mind, make Tristan angry, keep the tension between us alive. A bit of harmless fun, I had thought. A game. But as she stepped out into the cool night air, something in me had shifted. It wasn’t just about Tristan anymore. It wasn’t even about the rivalry.It was about her.The realiza
VALERIE The atmosphere was festive, the street was decorated gorgeously with bright balloons which rose to the sky and countless ribbons fell on the heads of the people.Today was a very important day for the wolf tribe as they celebrate the marriage ceremony of their Alpha, Tristan. They cheered and flocked around the gorgeous and magnificent carriage which I was sitting in to the palace at the other end of the road, looking at the beautiful and noble bride of their Alpha with admiration and devotion.I was sitting in the carriage dressed up in a beautiful royal dress and I was adorned with expensive and beautiful beads. The carriage was guarded by heavily armed guards and we were heading to the royal palace. I was getting married to the vicious and Ruthless Alpha Tristan Blackwood."Smile, today is your day " My mom uttered, she was sitting in the carriage with me. I wasn't able to smile, I was lost in thoughts thinking about my fate in the hands of the Alpha king who I know nothin...
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