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My Adopted Sister is My Mate CHAPTER 47
AVARAUsually, the Great Hunt day is the one day of the year I can breathe. I have never participated in it, because I am not a werewolf and a core requirement for participation is the ability to shift. Hence, the manor and the pack itself except for the younger wolves that are yet to shift, usually empties as the werewolves vanish into the deep woods for the better part of the day and night. But today, there is something strange going on, and amidst all the fearful thoughts going on in my mind, I cannot exactly process what it is. I stand before my mirror as attendants lace my evening bodice, my fingers trembling for reasons that have nothing to do with the pull of silk. Today, Kaeden and I are supposed to meet at the old watchtower ruins at sunset, which will be at the heat of the hunt. He will weave his way out, and finally explain to me, all the questions that have clouded my mind. We agreed. When we made the plan, it felt daring, and I was so angry, I was convinced I had what i
My Adopted Sister is My Mate CHAPTER 46
SILASI enter Scyla’s chamber, which lies beneath the western cliffs, blowing away the thick fog of dark incense that encompasses the place. Scyla stands in a corner with her back to me, her long, spindly fingers sorting through a goblet whose foul smell makes me scrunch my nose in disgust. I know she is aware of my presence, but she doesn’t bother with her blonde bombshell façade.“Scyla,” I say, feigning a fond voice of comradeship.She waits for a long moment, then slowly turns to me. When she does, I notice that her eyes are darker than they should be. The fool is still furious with me, I see.“What bringsss you here?” There is a very strong taste of bitterness in her tone, and I purpose to ignore it completely. Poor little demon thought herself special enough to earn my faithfulness and have disabused her of that illusion.The fool. She really did think she was the only one that I slept with, due to the frequency of our night meetings. Like any woman has earned my faithfulness, mu
My Adopted Sister is My Mate CHAPTER 45
JULIANI stand at the edge of the pavilion, adjusting the high collar of my tunic to better hide the yellowing bruises on my throat. The pain that I’ve been enduring ever since Alpha Silas lashed out at me is still ever present, and I’ve been trying to check myself to prevent myself from going angry and bitter from what he did to me. He would not have lashed out and hit me if I had not been a fool who could not obey simple instructions. I erred and he punished me. What use would developing anger and bitterness do to me? Against my Alpha?Anyways, it isn't necessarily the physical pain or the anger I’m trying to subdue that has me on edge today; it’s Avara.I watch her from a short distance. She is standing near a group of young werewolves, laughing with them, and there’s something about how freely she’s acting, against her usual restrained composure that has me on edge. Usually, she is a creature of soft edges and compliant silences, but recently she seems to have developed some sharp
My Adopted Sister is My Mate CHAPTER 44
SILASI sneak out of the heat of the celebrations of the second day of the Founder’s Week celebrations in an almost belittling manner. But unfortunately, for things that the pack have no business knowing, I have to set aside my ego and do the necessary.My mind flashes back to my ordeal at the Seculum and it takes everything in me not to shudder. I take a deep breath, and, as always, remember exactly the reason why I did what I did. It was necessary for my desires in the long term.Just like my current venture.Cassius’s report from the previous night has been vibrating in the back of my mind. I have built an empire on subtler observations than a few lingering glances and a shift in pheromones. If there is even a remote possibility that Avara; my vessel, my harvest; is tethered to the rebel I call a son, I will not leave it to the realm of speculation.And if I find out that all that Cassius said to me, the words that are currently tormenting me, are a bluff to get me to unwittingly
My Adopted Sister is My Mate CHAPTER 43
AVARAThe second day of Founder’s Week is a dizzying blur of gold and white, as the pack seems to have woken even louder. The pack grounds have been transformed into a sprawling carnival of high-stakes games and traditional displays of strength. Music spills through the courtyards. The smell of roasted meat and spiced wine is already thick in the air. Warriors spar for sport. Children chase each other with painted streaks of ash on their cheeks.Normally, I would find some small joy in the music, but today, every violin string sounds like it’s being pulled across my raw nerves.I stand out at the pack grounds, smiling and courtesying like I am expected to, but my mind remains uneasy. Kaeden’s voice won’t leave my mind, and the memory of my conversation with my father remains predominantly in my head.Kaeden is everywhere. Unlike yesterday, where he stayed in the shadows and merely observed, he is now openly engaging in the festivities. I watch from the edge of the archery range as he
My Adopted Sister is My Mate CHAPTER 42
SILASI sit behind my desk, silently going over my usual speech every Founder’s Week, the tale of how the pack grew through unity and strength, courage and wisdom. Outside, the celebration is a cacophony of hollow laughter and music, with laughter filling the air and the smell of steak hovering even into my cold, dark quarters.Founder’s Week has always been my favourite performance. Seven days of reminding the pack who forged them into something feared instead of pitied, and of painting our story to make my deeds as leader of the pack seem in commemoration of the deeds of the weak, fragile alphas before me.I rest my elbow on my desk and lift my hand. I slowly curl my fingers and notice the shadows in the corners of the room respond. Slowly, a thin wisp of darkness bleeds from my fingers and weave through the air like a serpent. I look around the table, looking for what I can experiment with. My eyes sight an outdated calendar and I drag the darkness, descending it onto the calendar
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