The Halo of Alpha is Not Me
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Eight years into our mate bond, I thought I was the “Halo” in Alpha Leo’s life.
Until the old Alpha passed away and he brought his “cancer-stricken” stepmother Ayla home, I realized I was nothing more than a clumsy substitute.
The “son” I had raised for years for his stepmother stood on the opposite side of me.
The moonlight grass that symbolized memories died on a stormy night.
At last, I signed the mate-bond dissolution agreement and returned to the fashion throne that belonged to me without looking back.
When the truth was exposed, they chased after me with red, tearful eyes to repent.
I merely smoothed the wrinkles of my gown and looked toward the direction of the award stage.
What stray wolf dares to block my Halo?
Until the old Alpha passed away and he brought his “cancer-stricken” stepmother Ayla home, I realized I was nothing more than a clumsy substitute.
The “son” I had raised for years for his stepmother stood on the opposite side of me.
The moonlight grass that symbolized memories died on a stormy night.
At last, I signed the mate-bond dissolution agreement and returned to the fashion throne that belonged to me without looking back.
When the truth was exposed, they chased after me with red, tearful eyes to repent.
I merely smoothed the wrinkles of my gown and looked toward the direction of the award stage.
What stray wolf dares to block my Halo?
















































