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Author: Presh Starr
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Valarie

The garden was my haven, the only place where I could breathe freely, away from the imposing palace walls and the stifling weight of my charade. I wandered past the rows of roses, their vibrant petals a stark contrast to the thorny reality of my life. My phone felt like a lifeline in my trembling hand, a thin thread tying me to the person I used to be.

I dialed my mother’s number, pressing the phone close to my ear, hoping she would pick up quickly. The line clicked, and her voice came through, calm but distant.

“How is Vanessa?” I asked, not bothering with pleasantries. It wasn’t like she cared about anything else.

“She’s still weak,” Mom replied, her tone clinical, devoid of warmth. “The Doctor says she’ll recover, but it’ll take time. She’s lucky to be alive, Valarie.”

Hearing her call me by my real name over the phone was both comforting and unnerving. Here, in the palace, I was Vanessa, my sister, the rightful bride. To everyone around me, that name defined me, even as it
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  • THE ALPHA KING'S FAKE BRIDE    028

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  • THE ALPHA KING'S FAKE BRIDE    024

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  • THE ALPHA KING'S FAKE BRIDE    023

    CarlI could sense it, the shift in the air, subtle but unmistakable. Tristan was changing, he smiles often now and does things he dare not do before and I knew the cause.Her.Vanessa .At first, I thought she’d be like every other pretty face sent into this palace , refined, mild, quiet. Someone molded by duty, too afraid to stand tall in the presence of Alphas. But Vanessa was different. She wasn’t just beautiful , she was unintentionally magnificent , the kind of woman whose presence lingered long after she left a room, charming and elegant And Tristan, as much as he pretended otherwise, was completely drowning in her without even realizing it.Or maybe he did.Maybe that was the real reason he’d been colder than usual, more easily irritated, and more reckless with his decisions. He was trying to bury what was obvious to everyone who dared to look closely enough .the Alpha and ruler had fallen and he was falling hard.And I was enjoying every second of it.It wasn’t about her, n

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  • THE ALPHA KING'S FAKE BRIDE    021

    ValarieThe morning sun poured through the tall glass windows of the palace, spilling warmth across the floors. I hadn’t slept much. After the kiss in the garden, I had returned to my chamber, my heart still fluttering, my lips tingling from his touch.I touched my fingers to them now, replaying the moment in my mind again and again. It hadn’t been just a kiss. It had been a promise… or maybe the beginning of something I wasn’t sure either of us had the courage to name.But as I stared at my reflection in the mirror, brushing my hair slowly, reality began to creep in.Tristan was still Alpha. I was still his unwanted bride… at least in the eyes of others. No matter how warm his eyes had been last night, how gentle his hands had felt, it didn’t erase the tension that still existed between us or the whispers that floated through the palace corridors.I sighed and reached for the silk robe, wrapping it tightly around me before stepping out of the chamber.As I walked down the hallway to

  • THE ALPHA KING'S FAKE BRIDE    020

    ValerieI never planned to fall for him.If anything, I had sworn I wouldn’t.Alpha Tristan was cold, distant, and impossibly frustrating. He had made it clear from the beginning that he hadn’t wanted me here, that I was not the one he had chosen. And yet, something had changed, slowly, subtly, in ways I hadn’t even noticed until it was too late.It was the way he looked at me when he thought I wasn’t paying attention. His gaze, sharp and piercing, softened at times, lingering on me just a moment longer than necessary. It was in the way his voice lost its usual edge when he spoke to me, quieter, almost hesitant.It was the way he touched me, small, fleeting moments that shouldn’t have meant anything but somehow did. The accidental brush of his fingers against mine when we passed each other in the halls. The warmth of his hand on my lower back when guiding me through a crowded room. The firm grip on my wrist whenever he stopped me from walking away too quickly.It was everything.And I

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