3 Book(s) Related to pretending

After the devastating loss of her parents and the destruction of their pack, Milena Stonehurst's world was left in ashes. As a former Alpha and Luna's daughter, she's struggled to find her place in a world that seems determined to crush her. She was forced to do hard labor and anything that a typical servant should be doing, which is so far from the life that she grew up with when she was still a child. Not to mention, she was also being treated like trash by the daughter of the Stormhowl pack that absorbed their pack before.
Milena's life has been miserable since then. But, she meets Angelov Thelonius Rhinelander, the charismatic Alpha of the Thundercrest Pack, who becomes her beacon of strength and hope. Years later, when their paths cross again, Milena is blindsided by a shocking request from the enigmatic Alpha: he needs her to pretend to be his Luna. As she navigates this new reality, Milena must confront the darkness of her new life. Can she find a way to overcome her doubts and trust the one person who once brought light into her life? "Pretend to be My Luna and I'll give you anything in return."
WARNING: R18

After her rebirth, my sister was overjoyed. She knew that the "struggling screenwriter" was actually a Hollywood billionaire heir. This time, she was determined not to miss out on her meal ticket! She forced me to help her pose as an intellectual artist to win his heart.
I agreed because in my previous life, I was the one who "stole" him away.
But I underestimated the pain of watching the man I loved being deceived. My sister's performance was full of holes, while he found genuine connection in my unremarkable comics.
When he exposed my sister's lies in front of the world and turned to me instead, she lost it. She cried to the media: "That bitch of a sister stole my boyfriend!"
This time, I won't back down from false accusations. Because his love had been mine from the beginning.

At my bedside, for what felt like the hundredth time,my family asked me nervously,“Are you still planning to look for Elias?”
I blinked in confusion, asking, “Who is Elias? Why would I look for him?”
And at that moment, the doctors declared me “recovered.”
I was finally allowed to leave the psychiatric clinic that had tormented me for more than a year.
They told me—that Elias never existed, that I had fallen into delusion, loving a man created by my imagination.
I understand that only by obeying them can I regain my freedom.