Born without her family's birthmark, Tessa is branded a bastard by the richest man in the pack, her father and forced into a life of servitude in the Alpha’s lodge. Her only ally and friend was Jasmine, her stepsister; fated to marry George, the Alpha’s heir. But George isn’t just ruthless, he’s a beast who toys with women and hides his darkest hunger behind storm-grey eyes. When Tessa overhears George plotting to use and discard Jasmine, she vows to expose him, even if it means risking everything. But the moment his eyes land on Tessa, she becomes trapped in his suffocating grip. Tessa, knowing her life will never be the same, must either protect her sister from the man who could destroy them both… or surrender to the dangerous allure that threatens to consume her.
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I am standing at the doorway to George's room, carrying with me a mop and a bucket. He is the Alpha's first son and also my sister's fated mate. Well, step-sister. She is the only one in my family who treats me like family, the only one in the whole Golden Moon Pack who even treats me like I'm worth something. Thanks to her, I was able to secure a cleaning job in the Alpha's lodge. There was nothing else I could do since my father, the richest man in the pack, refused to send me to school simply because I was born without his birthmark. To him, the absence of that mark is proof enough that I don’t belong to him. He called me a bastard the moment I was born, made the world believe that my mother was a whore and promised to push me away from his house the moment I turned eighteen. Jasmine, my sister, had promised to take me with her after her wedding and mating ceremony. She said she would convince George and the Alpha to let me live in the Alpha's lodge with her and when she becomes Luna, she would give me a better job. It's a beautiful dream but I can’t let the only person who has ever shown kindness to me end up with a beast like George. I walk into the room, finding it empty. Of course, he is never here. And whenever he returns, it’s always with a different girl, never my sister. He seems to choose them according to his mood, as if each one is just another plaything. It's not like he wants me to know about it, but I mostly bump into them on my way out. One time, when I was still scrubbing his bathroom, he came in with one of his…. I don't even know what to call them. “Are you really going to marry Jasmine?” The lady asked. The moment they walked in, I stopped scrubbing. But when I heard the question, I made sure I made no further sound. “She is my fated mate..” he replied. “Then reject her; that way, you could choose your mate.” “I should reject the daughter of the richest man in the pack,” he scoffed and chuckled. “My father calls this union perfect, I must go on it with….. She is just going to be there, I don't give a damn about her. And once I become Alpha, I will get rid of her.” “Rid of her,” she repeated. Tears welled up in my eyes; I knew how much my sister was in love with him. She would have done anything for him. The fact that she had even lost her virginity to such a scumbag was frustrating me. I gritted my teeth, feeling the urge to come there and at least hit him on that face of his. But I didn't. Instead, I went home afterwards and told Jasmine everything, hoping she would believe me. “Are you really going to believe your bastard sister?” Rose, her best friend, voiced out. Of course, I didn't narrate the incident before Rose, but she had walked in when Jasmine was crying in my arms. Rose did her best to make Jasmine believe that I was merely jealous of her and didn't want her to end up with the next Alpha of the pack; she even added that I wanted the Alpha for myself. “You mean the Alpha's driver?” That's what Rose voiced out when I reminded her that I had my own fated mate. The curtain moves in oscillation, bringing me back from my thoughts. I set the bucket and mop down by the bed, my hands shaking a little. I reach into the pocket of my apron and pull out the small camera. Yeah, I have to prove my point to Jasmine. I set it on the table near the door, angling it just enough to catch the whole room, especially the bed. He always comes around this time. All I have to do is clean fast and switch on the camera. Within a while, I am done. The room is exactly what you'd expect for the son of an Alpha, spacious and elegant. But I've been cleaning most of my life, so fast still means efficiency. I switch on the camera but the moment I do, I hear footsteps approaching. It's definitely his. I pick up my utensils, ready to leave. The door opens and my heart skips a bit. He is surprisingly alone, he glares at me as he walks in. “Bastard,” he calls, staring at his already-made bed. I ignore him and try to move out but he draws me back. He shuts his door and pushes me in. I grip the mop handle tighter as if it could somehow protect me from whatever that's to come. His presence alone is suffocating. Huge, broad-shouldered, with grey eyes that pierce and a smirk that makes my skin crawl. “Bastard,” he spits again. My phone rings, jolting me upright. I reach for the pocket of my apron, but he slips his hand in first and chuckles the moment he sees the caller. He flings the phone aside, not letting me see who is calling. Then he drags me closer to him, wrapping his hands around my waist. My feet tremble and my heart pounds faster. I feel something bony and hard from his waist pressing against just below my belly button. The mop falls off my hands instantly. He leans in, his cheek brushing against mine. “I want to know how a bastard tastes,” he whispers in my ear. “Get the bloody moon away from me!” I snap, shoving him off and stepping back a foot. His eyes narrow. In a heartbeat, he grabs my hand and yanks me forward, his stormy grey eyes glaring at me like I’ve just triggered something in him. George is a dangerous beast, everyone knows it. But the plan is to prove to my sister that the man she loves doesn’t give a damn about her and not to get entangled. Yet, here I am, caught in the middle. I need to figure out a way to escape from this, I refuse to be one of his prey. “Let me go… please,” I choke out, my voice barely above a whisper. There is a moment of silence as he stares into my eyes. He smiles, his grip getting tighter. “Please,” I repeat. I feel disgusted, and I want to hit him, but I don't want trouble. I can only hope he lets me go after my pleading. He leans in, his face close to mine. Too close that I won't be able to move without my face brushing his. He then lets go and smiles. I took a breath of relief, believing it would soon be over. “Take off your clothes!!” He commands. “What!! Hell no!!” I bark. “Something tells me that what's beneath those clothes is beyond my imagination… so take it off!” “I am Jasmine's sister!!!” He smiles and dips his hands into the pocket of his cargo pants, bringing out some dollar notes. “I can say you stole from me,” he says, dipping the notes into my apron pocket, with a smirk on his face. “And you could be flogged to death!”Tessa“I want alone time with Theresa,” my father says.Alfred nods and begins stepping away.“Father! What are you doing?” I ask, stepping forward. “I just told you that he knows the truth? That he has the video!”He hits me across the face, making me stutter backwards. Alfred halts and turns back towards us, his eyes lingering on me.My father hits me again, louder this time around. “Shut up! This game of yours will lead you nowhere!”“But…” I try to speak and he hits me again. “Father!” I say as I raise my head but he slaps me again.I throw my gaze at Alfred who is just standing and looking at me, though his eyes look wounded.He swallows and turns his back, then hurries out.*****Water splashes on my face. I jerk awake, gasping and blinking at the morning light spilling across the room. Before me is my step-mother, the fury in her eyes evident in the way she glares at me. Beside her is Ann, holding in her hands a jar of water and a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips.“Au
TessaThe knock comes again, I keep quiet, my focus still remaining on the metal door. At this moment, I hear the door handle swing, my heart thunders, so I quickly stand up.The door opens and Alfred walks in, his expression unreadable. I take a step forward, not pulling my eyes from him.He stops moving and he is a few inches from me. He stares at me with his grey eyes. This is when I see the sadness in his eyes.“I want to help you escape…” he says, his voice barely above a whisper.My eyes widen in disbelief.“Why?”“What do you mean by ‘why’ ?”I should agree with him and go on with whatever escape plan he has. Yet something tells me that there is more. He is the beast’s brother after all.“You know I didn't kill my sister,” I smile. “Which also means you know who did it.”“Damn it! Tessa” he says and looks away.“You have the video.” I press further. “When our bodies were moved from his room, you must have looked around, found the camera… and yet, you didn't tell your father… or
TessaMy wolf stirs within me; she groans at first, then we howl as I look at the bruises on my hands.“And yet, you are still not healing,” he smirks, his eyes also on the bruises on my hands.The glowing stops, and I try to pull out my claws, believing my wolf should have healed and that would help heal my bruises faster.The claws struggle to come out, but they don't. Sanny isn’t strong enough yet, even the hope of a second chance mate can’t help her.“Come off it! Bastard!” He drags me inside, his grip tight on my wrist. “My daughter was the only person who saw anything good in you and yet you killed her!!!”“Please! Believe me! I didn't!”“You were so jealous of her!!!” He yells and tosses me into the basement. “I should kill you! I have permission to, but I won't!!” He steps inside and glares at me, gritting his teeth. “I will make you pay for everything…”“What about the video?” I ask, steadying myself up. “You had a chance to see who really killed my sister…. Your daughter! Bu
Tessa*Fifteen Days later*It took an extra fifteen days for me to heal up my wounds and I didn't entirely heal on the hospital bed.My father came and signed the AMA Form to be able to take me despite my inability to heal faster. But he never took me home.Instead, he threw me to Alpha Reynolds, George's father to uphold justice regarding the death of his heir’s fated mate, my sister.They tore my clothes and tied my hands to the ceiling in the grand hall. Everyone came around, throwing stones and mud at me. Except for my father and step-mother. Maybe they can’t bear to watch or maybe it’s because they don’t believe I killed Jasmine.Today is the third day of being tied up here. Today, the alpha will give his final verdict. It's not like anyone spoke on my behalf, they all believe I killed my sister. Freya has been skeptical about everything, so I told her not to involve herself, I even pleaded with her. I wasn't ready to lose another person dear to me.“I didn't do it!” I plead, cr
Tessa“Doctor, what is it?” I ask again, my voice above a whisper.He hesitates for a moment and when he opens his mouth to speak, Freya, my best friend, walks in.“Tess, you're finally awake.”She rushes to my side, her brown eyes swollen from long crying. She gently grabs my hand, clutching it like she’s afraid I’ll disappear if she lets go.“Doctor Sampson, thank you.” She says to the doctor.“I will leave you two.” He replies and departs.“You scared the hell out of me,” she says as she leans closer.Tears fill up in my eyes immediately and flow down my cheeks. I sit up, wiping my tears.“Tess,” she calls out.“Jasmine is dead,” I say, breaking into tears again.She wraps her arms around me, pulling me into a warm embrace. Her hands stroke my hair gently as I cry against her shoulder.“I know, I know,” she whispers, holding me tighter.“I'm going to kill that monster!!! He killed Jasmine!”She suddenly pulls away from me, her lips pressing together like she’s holding something bac
TessaHe digs his claws into my chest instead. I choke, clawing at him with what little strength I have left. My vision blurs. I’m not ready to die. Not here. Not like this. But my heart is literally in his hands, all it would take is for him to pull it out, and it’s over.“Nooooooooooo!!” Jasmine screams.I slowly look at her, knowing my life is about to come to an end but to my surprise, she has shifted.Her wolf is smaller than his but she lunges with a terrifying snarl. She sinks her teeth into his shoulder and drags him off me, slamming him into the wall with a strength I never knew she had.I am breathing helplessly and slowly on the bare floor, still in my wolf form. She snarls and rushes to attack, but he howls at her, and surprisingly, she stops, bending to him. Hell no! She is his fated mate and as the Alpha's son, he must have learnt how to control his mate's wolf.“Jasmine, you have to reject him now!” I say in my thoughts but in such a way that she could hear me.It w
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