LOGINI caught my mate sleeping with another on my eighteenth birthday. The betrayal pain was intense, but Lucas my mate has since been staying away from women since he discovered I was his mate, but I am having a difficult time trusting him. The longer I am away from him the stronger the pull of the mate bond. It is strange that I feel it even though I am human. My sister thinks I should trust Lucas after all he is her gamma. Maybe one day. Just not right now. I made a mistake. I should have known better than to sleep around when I suspected Jane was my mate. I was stupid and admit it. Jane is everything to me and I will earn her trust back. I will win her heart. Even though she is human, I know she feels the mate bond, but being a wolf is harder on me. But I need to stay strong for her. Especially now after two years in remission, the cancer is back. I promise I will be there for my mate this time. For my love. My Jane. Together we will see this through. Book Two of two Book One- Alpha, My Dear Alpha (A Must Read) Book Two- Her Sister's Gamma
View MoreJane Jenkins (POV) Healing isn’t quiet. That’s what surprises me most. It isn’t just rest and sleep and fading pain—it’s memories surfacing at inconvenient moments, emotions crashing without warning, Aurora’s instincts flaring when my mind wants calm. Some mornings I wake up steady. Other days, my hands shake when I hear raised voices in the corridor. Lucas never leaves my side. He doesn’t hover, doesn’t smother. He simply is—a constant presence, a warm hand, a grounding heartbeat through the bond. When nightmares drag me under, he wakes me without a word, pulling me against him until the past loosens its grip. I’m sitting up now, wrapped in blankets, when Laria knocks softly before entering. “You look better,” she says gently, offering a small smile. “Stronger,” I correct. Her eyes soften. “Yes. You do.” She sits across from me, folding her hands in her lap. “The council will convene today. Drake asked if you wanted to attend.” My stomach tightens—but not with fear. “With
Jane Jenkins (POV) Pain fades in strange ways. It doesn’t disappear all at once. It loosens its grip slowly, like fingers reluctantly letting go. The ache in my body dulls first, then the sharp sting in my head eases, leaving behind a heavy exhaustion that sinks into my bones. I wake to warmth. Not the cold cement. Not damp air and shadows. This warmth smells like pine, earth, and home. Lucas. My eyes flutter open, and for a moment, I’m afraid to move. Afraid this is another trick—another cruel illusion my mind has made to survive the dark. But then I feel his arm around me, solid and real, his chest rising and falling beneath my cheek. He’s here. I breathe him in and feel my chest tighten. “I’m awake,” I whisper, my voice hoarse. His body goes rigid instantly. “Jane?” His voice cracks as he lifts his head. His eyes—those steady, fierce eyes—search my face like he’s afraid I’ll vanish if he blinks. “Hey… easy. Don’t move too much.” I smile weakly. “You look terrible.” A s
Jane (POV) The silence in this place is the worst kind. Not peaceful. Not calm. It presses in on me, heavy and suffocating, broken only by the distant sound of boots on concrete or the scrape of a chair being dragged somewhere far away. I’ve learned to count time by those sounds, by how often the door opens, by how weak my body feels when I try to stand. My stomach aches constantly now, a dull, gnawing pain that never truly fades. My throat feels raw, like sandpaper, from thirst. Still, I refuse to beg them. I refuse to give them that satisfaction. I tighten my arms around my knees and rest my forehead against them, breathing slowly, carefully. Panic wastes energy. Fear drains strength. And I need every scrap of strength I have left. Lucas’s face flashes in my mind—his smile, his steady presence, the way his eyes soften when he looks at me like I’m his whole world. The bond between us hums faintly, muted but not gone. That alone tells me I’m still alive. Still fighting. He’s comi
Lucas (POV) The three of us get to the cells and pass by the guards who are watching over the prisoner. Drake had already linked a guard to have Diana moved to the interrogation room, so we three walked in. Diana was chained to a chair in the middle of the room, and as soon as she saw me, she smiled. “I knew you would come and get me out.” I only shook my head and glared at her. “Where is my mate?” I said through gritted teeth. She frowned, “What??” “You heard him. Where is Jane?” Drake crossed his arms over his chest. “I... I have no idea. Why would I know?” She began trying to sound innocent. “Why did you come to Lucas’s room?” Wayne added, “Was it because you knew he was under the influence of the drug you put into his coffee?” She frowned, “What drug? I only wanted to see if I could do anything to help.” “Dressed like that?” Wayne sneered, “And after you placed a drug into his coffee?” I have to admit that he is good. He is the one that Drake calls for jobs like this. H
Lucas Walters (POV) I feel as if I am on the top of the world right now. My sweet flower wants to be my mate. I am kissing her sweet lips, and they are soft against mine. She pulled away and looked around the room. “So, tell me again why you switched rooms?” she asked me. I smiled, “Because this roo
Lucas (POV) I kept pacing and haven’t slept since Jane’s disappearance. I am not the only one, as her family is very concerned. Her father, along with Drake, had been helping me in my search for Jane. I can’t seem to stay put; I have to keep moving. I want to get my mate home with me. Drake also
Jane Jenkins (POV) It’s dark, and my head hurts. I groan and try to open my eyes, but they feel too heavy. I am not on a bed, and it feels like damp, cold, cemented ground. Where am I and what happened? I slowly opened my eyes, and for a moment, I thought I had gone blind when I realized it was b
Lucas Walters (POV) After the meeting about security with Drake, I went to find my mate. I checked our room and she wasn’t there. I went down to the dining room, still nothing, and I even checked the kitchen. I spotted Laria and asked if she had seen Jane. “No, I haven’t seen her for a few hours.”






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