The Alpha’s Runaway Bride

After being forced to marry my nemesis for the sake of tradition and the safety of my pack, I decided to run away. I thought I had escaped him for good until I bumped into a man who looked exactly like Harvey, my fiance.

“I’m Henry, by the way,” he said, extending his hand.

I hesitated for just a second before taking it. “Liana.”

Could I really believe he was someone different from Harvey? Or was this just another one of Harvey's twisted games, pretending not to be himself, only to make me pay for running away?