LOGINAlpha Ayr is heading towards a contract marriage. Safe and easy. So why is the Goddess taunting him with a mate-bond to a murderous outcast? Even worse, she is his fiancés sister, but she is all he can think about. Ayr knows she could be playing for survival, using their inescapable desire for her own benefit. Using his duty and honour as a shield against his feelings can only hold out for so long. However, the truth can be a weapon in the wrong hands. Cassie may be unlovable, but Ayr's choices could easily prove unforgivable.
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The bed was wet beneath me, soaked by the juices that flowed from between my thighs. A grunt, one so husky brushed against my ear as he moved in and out of me.
"Don't tell Kimberly," Alpha Ryan groaned as he pushes his cock deeper until the tip brushed a tender spot. I shudder beneath him. Kimberly was his future Luna. She was also my sister.
I looked up at him beneath my lashes. "Don't tell my sister you slipped inside the wrong one?"
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* hours prior *
"Everything must be perfect for my darling Kimberly," mom sighed as she pushes a white daisy flower into the glass flower vase.
Her crystal green eyes lift to catch me staring and her lips curl back into a sneer. I rip my gaze away quickly, my heart pounding as I continue to peel the potatoes.
"You better not embarrass us tonight Evie," she sneers under her breath. "You're already so useless, I don't want you tainting Kimberly's day."
I lowered my head in shame, tears stinging my eyes as my throat burned. "I won't mom."
"Don't call me that!" She snaps. "Call me beta Margaret! Don't call me mom! I refuse to be called such by the shame of the pack."
Lucy, an old maid here, who was also helping me peel the potatoes for Kim's big day, reaches over and lightly squeezes my hand.
It wasn't the first time mom was so harsh with me but her words always pierce me deeply and painfully.
Tonight would be Kim's birthday, her eighteenth to be exact. It so happens that it would also be my birthday. Just that no one cared about it being my birthday too.
I was used to it. Used to being the one who was the shame of the family. The one who never got her wolf. The one no one cares about. I was used to it.
"I wonder if Alpha Ryan will claim her tonight," one of the helpers who was in the kitchen preparing food for Kim's birthday party tonight exclaimed with a sigh of awe.
I lift my gaze to catch sight of mom's gleaming eyes when she replied in a sweet chirpy tone. "I bet he would! It's already written in stone that they'd be mated. He has to mate with the strongest female in the pack which happens to be Kimberly."
Some of the helpers voiced out their agreements while some like me....stayed silent.
Mom was right, it was already written in stone that Kim would be Alpha Ryan's mate. She was the strongest female in the pack and according to our leaders, alpha Ryan must mate with the strongest female in our pack. It wouldn't matter if she was truly his destined mate or not. He had to mate the strongest and that he was fixed to do.
"My sweet Kimberly," she clapped her hands in happiness. "Makes us so proud every single day....." her eyes caught mine once more and her face morphed back into the sneer she had reserved for me. "Unlike wolfless Evie over here."
I flinched, my head lowering until my sandy brown hair cloaks around my face as if protecting me from my mother's gaze.
"Anyway, I'm going to bring these pretty flowers for Kimberly. After you're done here Evie, Kimberly's room needs to be cleaned," her tone was dry, lacking any emotion before she leaves with the pretty flowers.
As her presence disappears from my own, I could finally let out a sigh and breathe.
Tonight at midnight would also be my birthday but here I was preparing the food with the others for my twin sister's party tonight.
"Are you okay deary?" Lucy's grey eyes scanned my face as the lines around her eyes wrinkle when she frowns.
I nod, swallowing hard. "I've been told worse," I murmur softly. "It's not like I shouldn't be used to it by now."
Lucy's frown deepens and she gives me a sympathetic pat on my shoulder. I hated those pity looks.
I let out a breath and continued to peel the potatoes when I heard heels clicking closer. I had no wolf like the rest of them but I didn't need the enhanced senses to know that it was my sister coming over.
So I was not surprised when I see bright red heels with a beautiful blonde wearing them. She had blue eyes like dad while I had green like mom's. She was also taller than me and her face was sharper unlike me who had chubby cheeks. We were not identical twins.
"Evie," she plaster on a fake smile as she swipes her blonde hair behind her shoulder.
I raised an eyebrow. "Kim?"
"I need you to go get something at Hannah's for me. I need it before noon," her lips plastered on a smile but I saw right through her. "I forgot the necklace Alpha Ryan gave me last year for my birthday in her room."
She walks into the room more, her presence intimidating. "So I need you to go fetch like the good dog you are," she snorted and my heart clenched painfully.
I nod. "Will do."
Lucy gently pries the potato and the peeler away from my hands. "I'll do it, don't worry," with a gentle smile Lucy continues to peel the potatoes while I wash my hands.
"I'll ask dad if I can borrow the car to go. It's too much of a long walk and-
I started but Kimberly cut me off with a sneer. "You stink Evie, dad won't let your sweat go on his seats. You better walk."
I turn to look at her, my nails biting into my flesh as my tongue burned to say the words I really wanted to say to her. A smirk painted on her face.
Hannah's house is like an hour walk from here. I wasn't like them who could shift into a wolf and get there in minutes.
"But-
"I need the necklace before noon," she spat, her eyes narrowing. "You better hurry up before I tell dad and mom that you're upsetting me. Don't want them knowing you're making me sad, right?"
I bit my tongue and with a shaky sigh, I nod. "Fine."
"Try to not be slow," with those final words she's gone.
Lucy gives me a look that is a mix of pity and rage. I forced a smile. "I'll be fine," I said and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. I'll need it if I have to walk all the way to Hannah's.
It's not like anyone would offer me a ride.
I slipped out of the house and breathed in the cool air. The chatter and clinking in the kitchen fading behind me as I start to walk away from the house. However, it is replaced by the sound of distant laughter as the pack members set up for Kim's party tonight.
As I walk , a sudden sound of tires screeching fills the air. I stopped and watch in awe as a red Lamborghini pulls up the driveway.
I know who that expensive shiny red car belongs to.
The door to the Lamborghini opens smoothly and he steps out. Tall, about six feet three, black shaggy hair, dark mysterious eyes and red lips that were made for kissing. He was easily the most handsome guy I have ever seen.
Alpha Ryan.
For the first time today a real smile graces on my lips when our eyes clash.
He tilted his head, a teasing smirk curling up his lip as he said huskily. "Hey munchkin,"
I beamed as I ran over to him. Alpha Ryan was not only going to be my sister's mate, but he had also been my best friend for years.
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