The Billionaire Alpha's Substitute Wife

Act like her

I’m Violet Angelo, 25 years old, and the younger twin Omega daughter of the Angelo Alpha family. Just five minutes younger than Daisy, but those five minutes might as well be a lifetime.

Three years ago, Daisy was everything. The most stunning and beloved Omega actress in showbiz. People adored her, showered her with awards, and called her the Pack's Sweetheart. She made the world look easy to conquer. Every Alpha, Beta even from different packs, tried to pursue her to be their chosen mate. But nobody is yet to know who her mate is. Not even me.

Then the accident happened. In one moment, her Wolf, her career, her life, and her mind—all shattered. Happiness disappeared with it.

But if I’m honest, happiness feels like it’s been missing for me far longer than that. But her happiness felt like blackout for my family. The Day her world was shattered, the happiness of our family was gone too .

I’m just… average. I graduated from The State University with a degree in management and have been helping my father with his business ever since. He’s the Alpha of the family, and he never hides his disappointment that I’m not a perfect daughter like my sister was.

Sometimes he showed his disappointment on my face like being his daughter had brought him shame. Not to mention, I wasn't like my sister.

Although I had no hands on this matter. It's just, my existence was a mistake.

I’ve tried to fill that void, taking on every role he needs me as his child. But it’s never enough. No matter how hard I work, I feel like the black sheep, never deserving of affection or praise. My efforts seem invisible, and my sacrifices are ignored.

There’s nothing remarkable about me. At least, that’s how it feels.

Daisy and I may both be Omegas, but for her, the world always sparkled a little brighter. Even now, after the accident left her mind trapped in a childlike state, she remains the center of our mother’s world. Daisy is still her sunshine, her precious girl.

And me? I’m just… there. My presence feels like a cruel reminder to my mother of everything Daisy lost.

Sometimes, I think she blames me for having the life Daisy was supposed to have. I know she wishes it had been me in that accident instead.

But I have one thing. A secret no one knows. Not my mother, not my father, not even Daisy. It’s the only thing that is mine. Mine to love and to be loved.

Right now,

For a moment, everything stops. The room is dead silent after my father’s words. The only sound is the ticking clock, steady and uncaring, while my heart pounds wildly in my chest. My knuckles turn white as I keep tightening my fist. I am not hearing it right.

“What...?” I whisper, my voice shaking.

My father speaks calmly, like he’s explaining something simple and not-so-big-deal . “You’re both Omegas and have the same faces” he says as if it changes everything. “The Joneses expect a wedding, and with Daisy’s condition, we have no choice. You’ll take her place.”

My mind spins. Me? Marry Noah? I can’t believe what I’m hearing.

“You’ll pretend to be Daisy until she gets better. You’ll marry Noah for her,” he continues, his voice cold and matter-of-fact, as if it’s not a big deal. He just wants me to accept whatever he decides.

" Also, Jones family has a connection with the Alpha. So, Alpha will attend the ceremony. We can't let go such an important chance!"

My hands start shaking. Pretend to be Daisy? Marry Noah Jones? It feels like the ground is slipping away beneath me. I can’t breathe. I know that I can't go around because of my face. But being a substitute? He is a f*****g Wolf. He knows what Daisy's scent is.

My mother nods, as if there is nothing to defend.. I know she won't stand up for me, But this is way too much, “Yes. Stay away from Noah when you can and only act like Daisy when you have to.”

There’s no kindness in her voice, no thought for how I feel. They’ve already decided. My life isn’t mine anymore.

My throat tightens. Panic swells in my chest. “I can’t…” I whisper, but I know it doesn’t matter. They won’t listen. This is my fate, and I have no say in it.

“Shut up and do what we said,” my mother snaps, her words sharp and final. " We have raised you. We have been feeding you even knowing that you are so much incapable of having your own Wolf. You are always a disgrace and now dare to talk back and refused to help your sister? Do you want us to kick you out of the Pack?" She keeps yelling until Dad stops her.

That's true. Wolfless at the age of 25 is nothing but a disgrace. My life falls before I could pull myself together. It hurts. Even though I know that it's my life.

My father takes a deep breath and looks at me like I don't matter, “Your sister tried to save you, and because of you, she’s like this. Stop being selfish and ungrateful person.”

The words hit me like a slap. I flinch, guilt and anger swirling inside me. It wasn’t my fault. Daisy didn't even notice or care about me. She was too occupied with her phone that she didn't even notice the traffic lights changing.

It was an accident and unfortunately I was there, witnessing her being hit by a car. At first I felt it wasn't that bad. The driver could able to pull before it hit her. But later, the doctor said that it was serious.

“You owe it to your sister to protect her future. You have no wolf. So he won't be able to recognize your scent too. ” he says, his eyes hard and unforgiving.

My mother adds, “You’ll use your face to help Daisy. That’s all that matters. Also, I think they're mates. That's why she was engaged to him. So don't worry I will talk to him about it."

" Are you listening or not? Choose one-- Either you marry Noah at her place or Be ready to become a rogue!"

A blood freezing cold rushes through my nerves. I can't be a rogue.. I can do anything but becoming a rogue.

My fists clench, my knuckles turning white. The chest gets heavier as I force the words out, my voice shaking. “Okay... I’ll do what you want.”

My father smiles, like he’s won something. But inside, I feel hollow. Fear, anger, confusion—all of it twists inside me. But I push it down. I don’t have a choice. I have to protect myself from being a rogue, for someone I cherish entirely, even if it destroys me.

I look at Daisy, sitting there smiling, unaware of what’s happening. I take a deep breath and prepare myself. I’ll do it. But what will it cost me? As long as I don't have to leave the pack with humiliation and label myself as a rogue.

Later that afternoon, I head upstairs, feeling like the weight of the world is on my shoulders. I have been handling a lot of work for my Dad since I completed my graduation three years ago.

But My father’s voice stops me. “Violet.” His voice is usual cold, like talking to some trash unwillingly.

I turn around, forcing a smile that feels fake. “Yes, Dad?”

“Tomorrow morning, go to the airport to pick Noah up. He expects Daisy to welcome him.”

My stomach twists. “Okay, Dad,” I say, trying to keep my fear hidden. Facing Noah will be the hardest thing I can ever do.

“Be smart like Daisy,” he warns. “Don’t let anything slip.”

His words feel like a threat. I nod, swallowing hard. “Of course.”

Even if I don't, he won't be able to understand that I am not Daisy but her twin sister.

I climb the stairs, feeling all the weight of the world crushing on my shoulders. It's painful but bearable. As long as I won't have to be separated from my dearest.

Tomorrow, I’ll see Noah again. I’ll have to pretend to be Daisy. That's it. I can do it. But will I be able to do it? Daisy and Noah were abroad. I don't know how she acted in front of Noah. After all, her personality before the accident was never good.

Walking inside the bathroom, I splash cold water on my face. My thoughts are a mess. Should I cry? Should I be happy? I don’t know. All I know is tomorrow, I’ll face Noah—the man I don't want to meet.

But he doesn’t know me. To him, there is no Violet in this world. He loves her, not me. Now I have to pretend to be her. The thought hurts more than anything.