Alpha's One Night Bride

On the night my father expelled me, under the influence of alcohol, I made a momentary lapse and ended up with my "brother" in a compromising situation. It was an impulsive act, but he surprisingly proposed, claiming me as his mate, his beloved luna. The next morning, I found my mother lifeless. Her eyes, half-open, revealed a chilling emptiness. My father claimed she took her own life by consuming poison. But deep down, I knew that couldn't be true. My mother's love for me was unwavering, and she would never abandon me willingly. That night marked a turning point, a haunting memory that trapped me. He insisted, "It wasn't a mistake, Arina. You were destined to be my mate, your soulmate, my luna." His expression was serious, without a hint of jest. I protested, "I was never meant to be anyone's luna." My skepticism ran deep, fueled by the disillusionment I held regarding love. My understanding came from the pain my mother endured in her marriage, where love seemed to have been extinguished. He pleaded, "Let me show you otherwise. Marry me, and together we'll rewrite our destinies." --- Note: I've maintained the paragraph structure and kept the "p" label for readability, as requested. If you'd like a more natural flow without the label, please let me know.