My birth brought death to my mother, and my father grew to hate me for it, leaving me vulnerable to the abuse of my stepmother and stepsister.

My mere appearance served as a constant reminder to my stepmother of the woman my father once loved the most - my mother. Consumed by jealousy, she relentlessly sought to destroy my life, but will she succeed?

"Sign this contract, become my Luna, and after the contract term ends, you will receive generous rewards and freedom."

"What do I need to do during the contract? Sleep with you?"

"You just need to play the role of my Luna. We will only pretend to be a couple in public, and there's no need for marking each other,"

"It seems arrogance is indeed a common trait among every Alpha,"

"What?"

"Alpha Logan, what makes you think I would readily accept your proposal?" I continued, my voice now laced with a mix of anger and defiance. "Just because I'm a wolf-less unwanted daughter? Or do you think you're so noble and handsome that I should be grateful and accept your offer for a large sum of money?"

"I didn't mean it like that," he stumbled.

I once thought the man who saved me was just an insignificant nobody, but little did I know he was the most ruthless Alpha on the entire continent, responsible for killing his own Mate.

What stunned me was that he wanted me to become his Luna?!

Alpha Logan's Chosen Luna

　　I knew how much Logan was struggling with the pest problem, and as soon as I figured out the rules of the Finch Beetle mutation, I immediately began developing a potion to eliminate them.


　　I spent the entire night alone in the lab, slept for only two hours in the early morning, and then started work on the potion again. Finally, as the evening rolled round, I successfully created the potion.


　　I wanted to be the first person to tell him the news. After contacting Fern and learning that he was at the packhouse, I flew towards the doors.


　　On the way, I imagined every possible scenario of seeing him and his reactions. Just thinking of the joy he would experience made me smile uncontrollably.


　　When I excitedly pushed open his door with the potion in my hand, I never expected to see him and Nancy making out on the bed.


　　I caught sight of Nancy's slightly swollen lips, It felt like someone had punched me in the chest. I was speechless.


CHAPTER 40 Becky's Death