Alpha’s Halfling Mate: Branded By My Sister’s Death

Sireen’s POVI walk stealthily towards my first class, trying to stick to the shadows as best as I can, and all I can think of is how much I regret sleeping in today. If I had been in school earlier, I could have managed to avoid what I call my epic walk of shame on the first day of my second year.As I take small cautious steps, I keep my head down and try to think of happy times. No such luck. Everyone's whispers keep playing on repeat in my head. I can’t even call these whispers if they’re audible enough that I don’t need my wolf’s enhanced hearing to pick up the words.“The moon goddess should have taken you in her place.”“I can't believe you'd do something that wicked to your own sister.”“It's all your fault.”I bite down the sting of the words, as well as the memory of my sister’s life slipping through my fingers right in front of me that night. Walking towards my lecture hall reminds me of how much I miss Kylie, and of how much I'd rather be anywhere but here. Maybe I should

Sireen’s POVI wake up back in my room, but I feel pain EVERYWHERE. Especially my chest.Memories of Trevor’s rejection flood, and I whimper at my loss. I sit up, or at least attempt to, when Camilla stops me.“You should rest more, Sireen. Today was a lot.”I grip hard onto my shirt just over where my heart is and start lightly beating against it before increasing how hard I hit myself each time. Camilla tries to stop me but I keep hitting myself. “It fucking h-h-hurts, Cami...” I rasp out in stutters before I start crying again.“I know, Sireen. And I’m so sorry, I am at such a loss for words right now,“ she says, wrapping her arms around me.I hold tightly onto Camilla, and I don’t even attempt to stop my tears. Streams of it fall down my face and onto her shirt. A lump gathers in my throat, and I try to get myself to stop, but I can’t. Finally, I released Camilla.“I’ll be fine.” I wipe my face. I don’t believe it but maybe if I say it often enough I might believe it. “I will be

Sireen’s POVI sense trouble. Big big trouble.Trevor’s face shows a worry that I’ve never seen before now, and behind him, Enzo is advancing slowly like he’s caging his prey.“Did he touch you, Sireen,” Trevor asks again, jerking me a little by my arm, and I gasp.It’s Enzo who replies. “Something tells me you could’ve shown this much concern to the people who inflicted those wounds on her but didn’t, so I think you’ve lost the right to ask her that question.”I am still unable to speak as Trevor turns around to square shoulders with Enzo.“And you assume that you have rights over her? Fuck you,” Trevor spits, staring Enzo dead in the eye.I’m not concerned about the fact that two males are discussing rights over me like I’m not in the same room as them, but I’m worried because they both look pissed off for different reasons and like they're about to throw punches at each other.Trevor is bulky for his age and he has alpha blood and strength, yes, but Enzo is not in second year like

Sireen’s POVMorning comes, and even if I’m already dressed for my classes, the events of the last day alone make me stay rooted to the edge of my bed, unmoving. The list of what more I’ve lost in the span of a day becomes glaringly clear, and I don’t know how much of it could’ve been avoided if I’d done things differently, but I regret my actions now.I’ve lost Camilla, the only person who I can call a friend through all this. Trevor hates my very existence and the notion that the moon goddess dared tie our souls together, and as much as I want to hate him too to rid myself of whatever fragment of feelings I may have for him, the thought of his name alone crossing my mind makes a foreign feeling of excitement flutter across my chest.“I do not want to live like this, and certainly not as the bully of the session,” I say to myself in a defeated little whisper, slumping further against my bed. Right before I can fully lie down, a deafening crash pierces through my thoughts, pulling me

Sireen’s POVEverything around us melts away, Camilla included, and I can’t say I would have heard if she said anything to me. I am still holding my breath as Trevor hammers me with his gaze and closes the gap between us, and inside my chest, my wolf is practically wild.He stops midway, and my thoughts come to a halt. With one final look, Trevor takes a turn left, joining the crowd and going out of the hallway. Before he is out of sight, my heart plummets to the ground, and my wolf whines. I suck my bottom lip between my teeth and turn my focus back on Camilla whose eyes are down and sad, giving me a small smile.“Thinking about it now,” I say to her, “that look was more of hatred than anything else,” I say in reference to the way Trevor was looking at me seconds ago. I had thought it to be him second guessing or even desiring me, but I was sorely mistaken.“His loss,” Camilla spits, taking my hands in hers. The hallway is emptying, now, so it’s just I, Camilla, and a few others. “Yo