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All Chapters of Fake Mates Till Forever: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Chapter 1

LENA The digital clock on my nightstand glowed a steady, mocking 11:30 PM. I was just pulling the duvet over my shoulders, drifting into that hazy space between reality and dreams where I finally allowed myself to imagine a world where Austin belonged to me. Then, my phone buzzed. My heart did a clumsy somersault when I saw his name on the caller ID: Austin. My best friend. The future Beta of the Silver Moon Pack. And the man I had secretly loved since the first time we shifted together under the summer stars. To the rest of the pack, he was the golden boy—strong, charming, and destined for greatness. To me, he was my entire world. I scrambled for the device, my thumb sliding across the screen with embarrassing haste. "Austin?" I breathed, my voice thick with a hope I couldn't quite suppress. "Leah? It’s Mark." The hope died instantly, replaced by a cold, leaden weight in my stomach. Mark was Austin’s assistant, a low-ranking sentinel who usually handled the messy det

Chapter 2

LEAH The first light of dawn was filtered through the heavy curtains, painting the room in soft, deceptive gold. I woke with a slow, lingering smile, my body feeling heavy and warm. My wolf was purring, a low rumble of contentment I had never felt before. I reached out a hand, expecting to find the solid, muscular heat of Austin’s back, wanting to pull him back into the dream we had shared. Instead, I heard a sharp, jagged intake of breath. I opened my eyes to see Austin sitting bolt upright. He wasn’t looking at me with love. He was staring at the tangled sheets, his face pale and his eyes wide with a look of pure, unadulterated revulsion. "What the fuck?" he croaked. His voice was like a bucket of ice water over my soul. "Leah? What the hell are you doing in this bed?" The smile died on my face. "Austin? What do you mean? Last night... you said it was me. You said it was always me." "I was drunk!" he hissed, his eyes darting toward the door as if he were a trapped animal

Chapter 3

LEAH The walk of shame didn't happen in the dark; it happened in the brutal, unforgiving glare of the morning sun. By the time I reached my family’s estate, my eyes were raw from crying and my soul felt like it had been scraped hollow. I just wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear, but as soon as I pushed through the heavy mahogany doors, I knew there would be no hiding. My parents were standing in the living room, their faces etched with a pity that felt like a secondary assault. "Oh, my poor Leah," my mother whispered, rushing toward me with open arms. The scent of her lavender perfume, usually so comforting, now felt suffocating. "We heard... the news traveled through the pack links faster than a wildfire. Austin and that girl... how could he be so reckless?" "It’s a disgrace," my father added, his voice gruff but shaking with suppressed anger. "To take a low-ranked Omega’s virtue in a club lounge? He’s humiliated himself, but he’s humiliated you more, Leah. Everyone kne

Chapter 4

LEAH The De Luca Tower stood like a jagged shard of obsidian against the city skyline, a monolith of power that seemed to drain the warmth from the air. As a wolf, I could feel the territorial aura long before I reached the front gates. The scent of the Midnight Eclipse pack was everywhere—heavy, dark, and smelling of power. It was the scent of predators who didn't just hunt; they dominated. My hands were shaking so violently I had to grip the steering wheel until my knuckles turned white. I was walking into the lion’s den with nothing but a desperate lie and a prayer. This was a mistake. A terrible mistake. But after Bianca’s mocking laughter and my parents’ pitying eyes this morning, I had no other choice. If I didn’t prove my lie before the next gala, I would become the laughingstock of the entire pack. The lobby was a world of cold marble and silent security. I walked up to the reception desk, my heart hammering against my ribs. The woman behind the desk looked at me with eye

Chapter 5

LEAH The air inside the car was stale, a sharp contrast to the suffocating aura of power that saturated Santos De Luca’s office. My neck still felt hot, the skin prickling as if his "brand" was already etched into my flesh. I had signed it. I had sold my freedom to a man who looked at me like I was a cake he intended to take apart, piece by piece. My phone vibrated violently in my hand, the screen a relentless strobe light of notifications. I ignored the texts, but when Sarah’s face—my only true friend in the Silver Moon Pack—flashed on the screen, I finally swiped to answer. "Lee?! Oh my Goddess, Leah, tell me the internet is lying!" Sarah’s voice was high-pitched, bordering on a sonic boom. "The forums are exploding! Are you really... is it actually Santos De Luca?" I leaned my forehead against the cool glass of the taxi window, feeling a wave of exhaustion hit me. "Sarah, please... my head is spinning." "Is it true? Did you really land the Midnight King? People are saying you’v

Chapter 6

LEAH The moon was a sharp silver sliver in the sky, casting long, jagged shadows across my bedroom floor. I stood in front of my mirror, staring at my reflection like I was preparing for war. A sharp knock at my door startled me. "Miss Leah? Someone is downstairs to collect you," the maid whispered through the wood. My heart leaped into my throat, then dropped straight to my stomach. I knew who it was, of course I did, because who else would send a car at this hour to collect me like stolen goods in the night? Santos De Luca, that was who, the most arrogant wolf I had ever met, and now, somehow, my fake mate. "Tell them I'll be down in a moment," I said, grateful my voice came out steady despite the tremor running through my hands. The maid's retreating footsteps echoed and I turned back to the mirror. You can do this Leah. My chest pounded against my ribcage. I grabbed my coat and cashmere scarf, took one last deep breath, and headed out of my bedroom. The house was dark

Chapter 7

LEAH I hated the way he looked at me. And I especially hated the fact that my wolf refused to hate him with me. She was still awake, still watching, still completely focused on Santos De Luca. No matter how many times I tried to drag her attention elsewhere, she remained alert beneath my skin, pacing in slow circles with a strange fascination that made absolutely no sense. She was interested. Curious. Drawn to him in a way I had never experienced before. It made absolutely no sense. My wolf had never reacted to anyone. Not Austin after all those years of hopeless longing. Not the young Alphas who had tried to court me throughout the years. No one. Yet somehow this infuriating man had walked into a room like a god, and suddenly my wolf was behaving as though she had discovered the meaning of life itself. Determined to ignore both of them, I lifted my wine glass and took a large sip. Unfortunately, it did absolutely nothing to calm my nerves. Across the room, Santos

Chapter 8

LEAH The alarm blared across the room like a wounded animal, and before I was fully awake, my arm shot out and sent my phone flying off the nightstand. It hit the wall with a satisfying crack and finally went silent. Blessed quiet. But my mind was still spinning. My neck prickled. I reached up, my fingers brushing the skin where Santos had pressed his thumb last night. The temporary brand was there, hidden under the collar of my shirt, a humming reminder of the terrifying power that had snapped between our wolves. My wolf stretched lazily inside me, clearly in a good mood, and I wanted to strangle her. Ping! My phone—still functional, apparently—chimed from somewhere on the floor, and I groaned before dragging myself out of bed to retrieve it. The screen was cracked in one corner, a thin spiderweb of fractures that blurred the notification I was trying to read. But I didn't need to read it clearly. I could see the numbers. $500,000,000 deposited. Account balance:

Chapter 9

LEAH "I don't know. Everything? He's your fiance, Leah. You're supposed to be in love with him." Matteo tilted his head, his eyes narrowing. "Why do you sound like you're being interrogated?""I don't sound like that.""You sound exactly like that."Our mother was watching us now, her fork frozen halfway to her mouth, and even our father had looked up from his newspaper. The room felt smaller somehow, the walls pressing in, and I could feel sweat beginning to bead at the back of my neck."He's... busy," I said carefully. "With work. Pack business. You know how Alphas are.""No," Matteo said, "I don't. That's why I'm asking you. What's he like? How did he propose? Why haven't I met him yet?"The questions came faster than I could answer, each one a fresh wave of panic washing over me. I opened my mouth, closed it, opened it again, and nothing came out—just a strangled sound that wasn't even close to a real response."Uh... well, he’s... he’s a very private person, Matteo. He likes...

Chapter 10

LEAH I stepped out of the car and stood in front of Santos De Luca's company. The building was tall and glass and silver, the kind of building that made regular people feel small just by looking at it. I had been here once before, when I came to beg him to pretend to be my fiancé, and I remembered how the security guards had tried to stop me until Santos himself gave the order to let me in. Today, they didn't stop me at all. The security guards recognized my face. The receptionist nodded like she had been expecting me. Even the wolves in the lobby moved aside when I stepped in, their eyes wide and curious, their whispers following me like a trail of smoke. "That's her. The fiancée." "Is it true? Is she really with the midnight King?" "No way. She's beneath him." "Look at her. She doesn't look like his type." I kept my head high and my eyes forward. My wolf was alert beneath my skin, ears pricked, listening to every word, but I didn't let any of it show on my face. Let them

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