{MATURE— DARK ROMANCE, MENTION OF SA ON AND OFF SCREEN, BULLY, ABUSE}

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In a world ruled by wolves, I am the mistake that breathes.

Well, my name is Lisa and I’m twenty one years old.

I am the girl with no wolf. No rank. No name worth remembering. Just a human girl trapped in a pack that never wanted me. Scrubbing floors, serving tables, surviving insults , I’ve learned to stay invisible. Until the night of the coronation.

Until them.

Three brothers. Three Alphas. Fated by blood. Feared by all.

And somehow, fated… to me?

I didn’t ask for the bond. I didn’t ask for the fire in their eyes when they looked at me, or the hate that followed. I was never meant to belong to anyone, much less them. But fate is cruel, and the Moon has secrets she’s just begun to whisper.

You think I will still be alive to tell the story

I smiled and leaned back slightly on the chair behind me, letting her continue with her measurements.


"Seraphine," I said softly, "this dress… it must not be like anything anyone has ever worn before. Do you hear me? It must be mine and mine alone. Not a single soul in this kingdom or beyond must have seen something close to it. I'm repeating this because I didn't want any mistakes."


Her brows furrowed a little, and I caught the hesitation in her eyes. She was good, but I needed to make sure she understood what I meant.


"People will come from different packs," I continued, my voice lower, sharper now. "They will bring their best, their finest clothes, their jewels, their perfumes. But I will not be outshone. My dress must whisper power, one that screams beauty. It should be something that the Moon Goddess herself would stop to admire. Can you do that for me, Seraphine?"


Chapter 141 - 141 - their equal