Oh em gee, REALLY? Brielle’s jaw hung open in shock. She pulled Margaret close and whispered excitedly, “Didn’t you say that Alpha Knight wasn’t interested in women? Sounds like he might have a secret love! And she’s the future head of our firm!?” Margaret patted Brielle’s hand with a smile.

“You really should try to be more informed about these things, Brielle. How can you work here and not know all this hot gossip? Our jobs literally revolve around pack politics.” “Well, come on, hurry and tell me now. I’m all ears!” Brielle said, tugging at Margaret’s sleeve. Margaret lowered her voice.

“Alpha Knight and Elder Thorin’s daughter were childhood sweethearts. Rumor has it, Alpha asked her to be his Luna five years ago. But she turned him down to focus on her studies, said she didn’t want the responsibility of that, so they split up. They haven’t spoken since.

But as soon as Ms. Thorin returned to the country, Alpha Knight personally went to the airport to pick her up. That’s enough to prove that he still has strong feelings for her.” Brielle covered her mouth, her big, round eyes wide.

“Oh my god! It’s like the perfect romance!” My heart spasmed, and misery spread through me. So, the truth was that Griffon had terminated our contract early because his long-lost love-his real love-had come back.

But if he was already in love with someone, why did he force me to sign a contract to continue our “relationship” after sleeping with me only once?

And whenever he touched me, he went so crazy that he couldn’t control his wolf. He was unable to keep his hands off me, and we’d spend hours and hours in bed.

Those weren’t the actions of a man who didn’t want someone.

Just as I was about to ask Margaret where she’d heard this, the elevator opened with a ding.

The executive assistant to the head of the firm, Lila, and several department managers walked out first. Right after, a man with a face and body carved and chiseled by the goddess herself walked out. He seemed almost unreal, like he’d stepped out of an oil painting, a mix of power, refinement, and indifference, always keeping a distance from others.

Unlike other Alphas who were warm and friendly while maintaining their position of authority, this Alpha was aloof, Stoic…unattainable. I would recognize him anywhere. Lila gestured to the shifters who’d stepped off the elevator. Alpha Knight, Ms. Thorin, this way, please.” Why is he here? I thought, watching Griffon turn and offer his hand to someone in the elevator. Then, a delicate, fair hand was placed in his, and a woman stepped out. The moment I saw her face, I understood why Griffon bought me for the night and drew up that contract five years ago. Except for a few minor differences, I had almost the same face as Griffon’s former lover, the woman he’d wanted to make. His Luna. I used to think Griffon would return my feelings one day and love me for who I was, although I had no wolf and could never truly be his Luna, but now I knew…

I was only a temporary substitute.

My chest tightened almost to the point I couldn’t breathe, and pain swept through my body, turning my face pale even despite the makeup I wore.

Brielle immediately asked with concern, “Taya? What’s wrong? Are you feeling sick? I shook my head, and before Brielle could say anything else, Lila led Griffon and Ms. Thorin over.

I quickly lowered my eyes and didn’t dare look Griffon or the woman in the eye. I couldn’t stop my hands from trembling on. The keyboard, as Lila introduced them.

The assistants here are available to help you with anything you need, Ms. Thorin.”

Ms. Thorin nodded, looked at us, and said softly, “Good Morning, everyone. My name is Tara Thorin. Starting today, I’ll be the new CEO of the Midwest Packs Association.” Tara… I couldn’t seem to get enough air into my lungs, and I felt lightheaded.

Memories started flooding back of me and Griffon, our bodies writhing and entwined in bed.

Every time, he’d softly call out my name. So softly I could barely hear it.

Only now did I realize that he wasn’t calling out to me, but to Tara… I clenched my fists. My long nails dug into my flesh, but I felt no pain. Suffocating feelings of humiliation and abandonment overwhelmed me, and I couldn’t fight back the tears.

I was so stupid to have fallen in love with Griffon, the wolf who would never love me back. After exchanging pleasantries, Tara took Griffon’s arm and followed Lila to the CEO’s office.

Brielle craned her neck and looked at their backs with envy. “Alpha Knight personally picked her up and escorted her into the office on her first day of work? That HAS to mean he still loves her!”

Margaret patted her shoulder and said, “It’s not just that. She’s only just returned to the country, and she’s already taking over as CEO. The rest of the elderly may not be completely convinced she’s up to the task.

By personally escorting her on her first day, Alpha Knight is warning everyone that she has the backing of the Knight Pack.”

“He’s so quick to show his love and support for her. Alpha Knight really is the perfect mate.” Brielle sighed. Margaret’s eyes were also full of jealousy. “If she weren’t Elder Thorin’s daughter, she wouldn’t have been chosen by the most powerful Alpha in the Midwest Packs,” she said.

Brielle shook her head disapprovingly. “I don’t think so. Ms. Thorin is accomplished, too. She’s highly educated and refined, and she's obviously beautiful. She’ll make a perfect Luna for him. Speaking of her looks…” Brielle looked at me. “Taya… don’t you think you look kind of similar to our new CEO?” Margaret came over to take a closer look. “Goddess. You do look a bit like her, Taya. But honestly, I think you’re way prettier!”“Don’t be ridiculous, I said abruptly, and then I got up and went to the bathroom. I heard Brielle behind me. “What’s up with her?”

Margaret chimed in. “Maybe she’s jealous because she thinks Tara is so much luckier than her, even though they practically have the same face. After all, Tara is a true she-wolf.”

Mortification washed over me at her words, and I walked faster.

I entered the bathroom and quickly took out my heart medication, turning on the faucet and scooping up a handful of water to swallow it down.

After calming down for a few long moments, I splashed my face with cold water and looked up at my reflection. It was clear that illness was ravaging my body; my cheeks were sunken, my skin dull.

But Tara… While I was in a daze, the bathroom door opened, and in came Tara, her high heels clicking with each step. Her face was soft and delicate, with a rosy glow, and she exuded an effortless elegance.It was like Brielle said. She wasn’t just beautiful. She was Educated, classy, successful… The perfect she-wolf who would make the perfect Luna.

Everything that I wasn’t. When her eyes met mine, inferiority pierced through me. I quickly lowered my head, pulled out a tissue, and turned to leave.

“Wait a minute,” Tara called out.

A strange sense of shame flowed through me, after spending so many years as this woman’s “substitute”. Tara walked up and smiled gently.

“You’re an assistant in the CEO’s office, right? Was it Taya?” I tried to calm my pounding heart, lowered my head, and nodded.

“Yes, that’s right, Ms. Thorin.

Nice to meet you, Taya.”

Tara looked at the time on her watch. “

I’m going to hold a board meeting in half an hour.

Can you make me a coffee and bring it to my office? I need a little pick-me-up.”

I was a little hesitant. Griffon was still there, after all.

But I hadn’t resigned yet, so I had to do whatever Tara asked.

I had no choice but to nod, thinking I would ask Brielle to bring the coffee to my place.

“Thank you.

Tara walked out with her head held high, the textbook image of a confident, powerful she-wolf.

Her self-assurance and brilliance were a stark contrast to me.

I was a counterfeit Tara.

Useless, something to be discarded once the real thing was attainable.

I stood there motionless for a while before I collected myself, exited the bathroom, and went straight to the break room.

I made a coffee and went to ask one of the others to take it to Tara’s office.

However, they had already been called upon to perform other tasks, so I had to deliver them myself. Timidly, I knocked on the office door.

“Come in, please.” Tara’s gentle voice came from inside.

After taking a deep breath, I summoned the courage to enter.

When I opened the door, I saw Tara sitting on Griffon’s lap.

Although I was mentally prepared to see Griffon, I hadn’t expected this sight. My hands trembled, and I struggled not to spill the coffee all over the floor.

Afraid that the two of them would notice my discomfort, I quickly lowered my eyes and pretended nothing was wrong. Ms. Thorin, here is your coffee.”

“Just leave it here, thank you.” Nodding, I put the coffee on Tara’s desk, then turned to walk out.

I managed not to look at Griffon once the whole time.

After leaving the office, my legs buckled.

I leaned against the wall to regain my balance.

The way Tara sat so comfortably in his lap… It reminded me of how Griffon would pull me into his lap the same way, how he would position me like that when we had sex.

Although Griffon and Tara weren’t doing anything explicit, my mind was flooded with images of them together before, moaning and grinding and making love to each other.

I imagined Griffon’s hands touching Tara’s body while she sat in his lap, the same way Griffon had touched me first. No… that wasn’t correct.

It wasn’t me that Griffon touched first.

He had definitely made love to Tara in that position, and so many more, long before I ever came along. Because I was just his replacement lover.

I pressed a fist against my chest, trying to force my heartbeat to slow, fearful that my weak, human heart would stop.

I struggled to return to my desk, wanting to quit as soon as possible.

There was no way I could bear to see the two of them so happily in love in front of me every day.

My few remaining days on Earth would not be spent watching that.

I was afraid I might even lose it and walk right up to Griffon in front of everyone in the office, weeping and asking him why he couldn’t love me like I loved him.

After I finished writing my resignation letter, I went to ask Lila to approve it.

Lila had never really liked me.

She didn’t try that challenging to convince me to stay, and only said a few words before agreeing to approve my resignation.

The whole process would take a month, and I couldn’t leave immediately, so I had to take two weeks of annual leave first.

I worked at the Midwest Packs Association for five years, and the annual leave I had was fifteen days.

It would make sense for me to take a break before resigning.

Seeing that I was rushing, Lila couldn’t help rolling her eyes.

“I can approve your leave, but as soon as it’s over you’d better come back and finish your work before your last day.”

“Okay,” I replied. Then, I picked up my bag and left.

As I hurried out of the company, I saw Roman Starke, Beta of the Starke Pack.

He was a well-known creep in Arcadia, and he loved to play with women-regardless of whether they wanted to play, too.

I was scared when I saw him walking toward me, a wolfish smile on his face, so I quickly turned around.

But Roman was quicker.

He grabbed my hand and pulled me into his arms. “Where are you going in such a rush, baby?”

He lowered his head, leaned close to my ear, and gently blew against me.

His warm breath in my ear made goosebumps rise, and I shivered in disgust.

I pushed Roman away desperately before I could think about any possible repercussions of resisting a Beta in public, but he held my waist tight.

“You smell so good…” He pushed his nose into my hair and inhaled deeply, his hands moving upward to my breasts .While Griffon had always wanted me to smell nothing like myself, Roman’s wolf was the opposite. Had Roman not been such a creep, I might have actually appreciated that Roman wasn’t trying to make me something else to be attracted to me.

I pressed down on his hand and hissed out, “beta Starke, please behave yourself.”

“Behave? Why should I? That defeats the purpose of being an Alpha,” Roman said mischievously, nibbling on my earlobe.

Roman may have looked unassuming, nothing like most of the other gruff Alphas and Betas in the Midwest region, but he was far worse.

I turned my head, disgust shining in my eyes as I looked at him.

But Roman didn’t care.

In fact, it excited him even more.

The more a woman resisted, the more his wolf wanted to conquer her.

And the fact that I was so resistant to him turned him on even more.

Everyone knew this about Beta Starke.

Though, the fact that I had no wolf to bow down to the dominance of an Beta was probably why it was easier for me to tell him no, although he could kill me with one slash of his paw.

Roman lifted my chin with one hand and caressed my cheek with his fingers, letting his claws come out just slightly.

“Beta Starke, please. We hardly know each other.” I dipped my head, shying away from his touch. Roman had first targeted me when I went to deliver documents to the Starke Pack a month ago. Since then, he has often come to the Midwest Packs Association offices to harass me under the guise of business.

Whenever he met me, he touched me inappropriately or harassment set me with rude words. I needed this job, needed to keep the Alphas and Betas as happy as possible due to my lack of wolf. I couldn’t afford to offend Roman, and so I’d always endured his harassment.

But now that I had nothing left to lose, I was no longer afraid of him. Unexpectedly, although I treated him coldly, Roman was not fazed.

He gripped my face.

Maybe we aren’t close,” he growled, “but if you accepted my Offer to spend the night with me.

We could get to know each other much better.”

He was persistent, I had to give him that.

I pushed him away.

The more I resisted, the tighter his grip became.

I was sure that the points of his claws would be indents in my skin; hard enough to leave a mark, but not hard enough to bleed.

He kissed my cheek, forcefully.

The feel of his ice-cold lips on my skin almost made me puke.

Just as I was about to punch Roman in the face, I heard a voice behind me. “Griffon?”