When My Alpha Faked Death for Her

Elisa Ferguson and Ray Schmidt had shared everything—from their days in the Shadowfang Pack’s training grounds to the moment they began planning their mate ceremony. But on the eve of their marking, Ray was pronounced dead. Elisa wept until her body trembled, her wolf whining softly in the back of her mind. Yet, before her eyes, a bizarre stream of comments appeared, as if the Moon Goddess herself were mocking her grief. "Can someone tell the devastated Luna-to-be that he’s only pretending to be dead?" "Ray’s favorite influencer from the Moonclaw Pack ran off when she heard he was getting marked, so he faked his death to chase her around the globe. Elisa’s crying at his grave, while Gabriela’s sobbing in bed. It’s infuriating." "What a pity. When he returns from his fake demise, Elisa will be none the wiser and will happily mark him..." Two weeks later. News of Elisa’s arranged mate pairing with Westin Phillips, the Alpha of the Shadowfang Pack, spread through the territory like wildfire. Ray’s friends, who were in on his deceit, hurried over to confront her.

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[The heroine has seen the truth, oh my god, I hope she wakes up soon.]

[Hurry up and confront that jerk!!!]

But Elisa didn’t rush out to expose him.

She turned away.

Calmly descended the stairs.

After a bout of nausea over the toilet, she stared at herself in the mirror.

Her reflection was a stark contrast to the strong, composed Luna she was expected to be. She hadn’t slept for days; her eyes were bloodshot, and her face was drained of its usual vitality. The aura that should have radiated from her as the Luna of the Shadowfang Pack was dimmed, overshadowed by the weight of betrayal.

She splashed cold water on her face, the droplets running down her cheeks like the tears she refused to shed. With a towel, she wiped away the evidence of her pain, steeling herself for what was to come.

[Sure enough, the heroine knows the truth but chooses to silently endure it. So frustrating, ahhh!]

[Of course, she loves him too much. She probably heard him say he’ll mark her when he gets back, so she’s choosing to grit her teeth and bear it.]

[I think the heroine doesn’t want to reveal her hand too soon; she’s probably planning something big.]

Elisa stepped out of the room, her posture straight despite the turmoil within.

Jones, the Gamma of the Shadowfang Pack, was waiting for her. He handed her two tissues, his face a mask of concern. “Luna,” he said, his tone respectful yet laced with a feigned somberness. “Don’t be too upset. Ray wouldn’t want to see you like this.”

She looked up at him, her piercing gaze cutting through his pretense. Her wolf stirred faintly in the back of her mind, a quiet growl of distrust.

“Gamma Jones,” she said, her voice steady despite the storm inside her. “Do you think Ray might not actually be dead?”

The question hung in the air, heavy and loaded. Jones’s expression faltered for a moment, a flicker of unease crossing his face before he quickly composed himself.

“Luna, why would you think that?” he asked, his voice careful, almost too careful.

Elisa didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she studied him, her instincts as a Luna sharpened by the situation. The pack hierarchy was clear, and as the Luna, she held a position of power even over a Gamma like Jones. But power didn’t shield her from the whispers and the hidden truths swirling around her.

She turned away, her mind racing. The weight of her mate’s betrayal pressed down on her, but she refused to let it break her. The Shadowfang Pack needed a strong Luna, and Elisa was determined to be just that—no matter what it cost her.

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January 1987, New York Pack Healing Center. "Ada, do you really not remember what we meant to each other?" Austin stood in front of me, his tall, muscular frame filling the doorway. His dark hair was neatly combed back, revealing the sharp angles of his jawline that spoke of his status as a warrior in our pack. His piercing gray eyes bore into mine, searching for something I couldn't quite place. Lying in the healing center bed, I stared blankly at the handsome warrior before me. "Austin, aren’t you just my neighbor?" His eyes flickered as he gazed at me for a long moment before speaking slowly. "That's right, I'm just your neighbor. Take care and get well soon. I'll check on you another day." With that, he turned and left without a second glance, his commanding presence still lingering in the room. I noticed how even the pack’s healers instinctively made way for him, a sign of the respect due to his rank as a Delta warrior.

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The paper in Healer Estella Green's hand shook a little as she read the result, and for one long second I thought she was going to tell me no again. Then she smiled. That soft, careful healer's smile she had been giving me for three years. "Congratulations, Luna. You're pregnant." I didn't move. I had been pregnant in my dreams so many times that my body refused to believe it on command. My hand drifted to my stomach on its own. Flat. Warm. Mine.

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Rejected by Our Mates

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Slapped by Her Fated Mate

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