My Brother My Mate

Rowena Alpha's daughter? I can vividly imagine them: powerful, beautiful, flawless. And as for me? I'm the outlier in the family, the odd one out. My father was a serious and upstanding alpha who ran the New Moon Pack; a pack that was revered as one of the most powerful ever known. My mother was a gentle and graceful luna, a woman who was as elegant and beautiful as she was intelligent and wise. And my brother, Eric Griffith? Well, he was a natural leader—a strong lion of the Griffith family. Among our peers, he was always considered to be the most likely person to become the Warrior King. Aside from their achievements, my entire family was utterly beautiful with dazzling platinum blonde hair, ocean blue eyes, tall and slender with the perfect muscles. Their wolves were unmatched beauties, fast and strong and perfect in every way. But not me. With a petite frame and dull brown hair, I stood from my family like a sore thumb. It wasn’t just my appearance, either; I was wolf

Rowena“She’s my most beloved one.”My brother’s hand was wide and warm; too warm, actually, and the feeling of it being wrapped around my waist almost felt as if I had been burned.While Eric was distracted, I took the opportunity to grab my glasses out of his hand. I shoved him away immediately and put my glasses back on, and that was when I saw who had bumped into me.Adrian Almond.His black hair seemed to shine in the sunlight that was streaming through the large windows, and his eyes were the most striking shade of emerald green. The sight of him made my face heat up like it was on fire.“Oh,” Adrian said, glancing at me with a surprised look on his face. “I didn’t know you were Eric Griffith’s girlfriend.”“I’m not.” I adjusted my bag on my shoulder and looked away with embarrassment. “I’m Eric’s sister. We’re brother and sister. He’s just messing around.”Adrian seemed a bit taken aback, just as everyone always was when I told them that Eric and I were brother and sister. He s

RowenaMy eyes were wide as I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, drinking in my reflection.I couldn’t believe it. The gown that I was wearing, which had been picked out by one of the stylists my brother had paid, fit perfectly. It was elegant and slimming, a soft silk texture in a dark blue color to match my eyes.I hadn’t ever really noticed it before because I usually wore clothes that were a little too big, but maybe my figure wasn’t so bad after all; thanks to the way that the dress hugged me in all the right places, at least.It wasn’t just the dress, though, that made the transformation. My hair was pulled back to reveal my pale face and clear blue eyes, which seemed even clearer behind the slightly shimmery golden eyeshadow that the makeup artist had picked out.I looked like a real celebrity.Everything was perfect—everything except the zipper, which I couldn’t reach to zip up all of the way.“Dammit,” I whispered as I danced around, twisting my arms in an attempt

RowenaI looked up at my brother, who still had his arm wrapped tightly around my waist. His fingers pressed into my soft skin, making me wince.“You’re hurting me, Eric.”Eric’s eyes widened slightly, and his grip loosened. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but suddenly, there was a tap on his shoulder. We both turned to see one of the waiters from the party standing there.“What is it?” Eric asked.The waiter paused, then leaned in and whispered something in Eric’s ear. Eric furrowed his brow as he listened, and then his eyes widened ever so slightly.“They’re what?” he asked.I was still trying to prise myself away from my brother’s strong grip when a noise suddenly came from the distance; the sound of cheering caught my attention, and then the door burst open, causing my blood to run cold as I saw the source of the commotion.It was Emma and the cheerleaders. Just who I needed to see at my eighteenth birthday party.“There’s the birthday girl!” Emma cried out as they app

RowenaI awoke to the feeling of water exiting my lungs and a burning pain in my chest—the sort of pain that I had never experienced before. But there was another experience too, just as new, and maybe even more shocking.Bright blue eyes stared down at me, and our lips were touching. Maybe my lips burned even more than my chest now that I came to my senses.Eric pulled back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He let out a deep breath, clearly relieved.“Rowena.”I kept coughing, but the sensation of his lips remained. I knew it was just mouth to mouth resuscitation, but… it was my first kiss, technically.While I continued to cough and sputter, Eric stood up and faced the crowd. The other warriors had gathered around us, looking on with confusion, shock, and discomfort written across their faces.“Who did this?” Eric bellowed, his voice booming across the now-quiet pool.No one answered. I wanted to say that it was Emma, but I couldn’t. The water in my throat wouldn’t let me