MasukChapter Four – My sister’s mate.
Lila’s POV The entire pack had gathered to witness the making ceremony—families pressed shoulder to shoulder, elders seated in carved chairs near the front, and the Alpha’s council standing in solemn rows. The memory hit me like a rock . I walked in, hand in hand with Ethan, feeling his mark warm against mine as our names were called and the Moon Goddess blessed what had already been written in the stars. But right now, I walked in hollow, my mother on one side, Sofia on the other, my mark already gone. Everywhere I turned, whispers followed. Eyes lingered on my neck, searching for what wasn’t there. “That’s her.” “Ethan’s ex.” “She’s already rejected.” I held my head higher, though my heart felt like it was caving in. The ceremony began. Elder Rowan raised his staff, his deep voice rolling through the crowd. “Tonight, under the eyes of the Moon Goddess, we reveal what is written in the blood of destiny. May bonds be forged, and may no heart be left unbound.” The crowd roared, excitement spilling over, before falling into eager silence as the first names were called. One by one, wolves stepped forward. The elder touched the glowing orb set on a pedestal, and it revealed the mate chosen for each name. Cheers rose, tears were shed, and embraces sealed fated bonds. I tried not to listen. I tried not to watch. But then— “Ethan Cross.” My breath stopped. The crowd hushed, leaning in. Ethan stepped forward proudly, his dark hair neatly styled, his emerald eyes glittering under torchlight. I knew what was coming, yet the wound still gaped open as the elder placed his hand on the orb. “Marissa Lane.” Gasps filled the air. Then applause. Marissa stepped from the crowd, the sly smile she wore giving an impression of a woman who has time. It swelled Ethan's grin as if he had just been crowned the king. He pulled her to him, a wide smile on her face, as he sunk his teeth into her neck marking her as his mate, in front of everyone. I could hardly breathe. I was feeling pain in my chest as if someone had reached inside and yanked my heart again. Blessing people all around the area were cheering me, some with pity, but many clearly with derision in their gaze as they looked upon me. Sofia's hand slipped into mine, squeezing hard. I dared not look at her. I could only keep it together if I didn't turn toward her. So I kept my head straight for the next name, for the next, and for the next. But fate would not let me go just yet. "Sofia Hayes." My sister's name made my heart skip a bit. The crowd began to stir, leaning towards one another for whispers. Under Elder Rowan's hold, the orb pulsed with light. I felt my heartbeat in the thick silence. And then the elder's voice, rolling in: "Adrian Wolfe." For one heartbeat, silence was. The name hung like a thunderclap. And then gasps, murmurs, and disbelieving laughter. "The Alpha's son?" "The heir to the pack?" "With her?" Dozens of heads swivelled toward us. My mother had her hand over her mouth, her eyes brimming. Sofia stood frozen, seemingly unaware of what she just heard. Adrian Wolfe. Son of Alpha Daniel Wolfe. Future Alpha himself. And my sister's fated mate. Somebody in the crowd laughed. "Why would the Moon Goddess tie the Alpha's heir with a family of omegas?" But Elder Rowan only lifted his staff again. "The bond is written. The future Luna has been chosen." Sofia blinked rapidly, the moment of shock giving way to wonder. The next moment, pride painted her cheeks as the crowd exploded. Half the pack murmured in disbelief, the other half cheered boisterously, amazed at the improbable turn. I clapped along with everyone else, forcing myself to do so despite my palms feeling frozen. "And since the heir is not present at this ceremony," Elder Rowan declared, "the mate bond must be formally confirmed at the royal palace." Mother slipped her arm through Sofia's. "We must go at once. The Alpha will want to see us." Like a tide, we were swept in with all the people going to the palace, with the elders, guards, and courtiers leading the way while whispers tore off our family of three in the opposite direction. There lay the palace, a silver tower under the night moon, sharp spikes stabbing their way through the darkened sky, with banners billowing in the cool winds. I had only glimpsed it from afar before: an arena of the powerful, far from the likes of us. Tonight, however, we were going to be inducted into its belly. Golden lights spilled into the hall, draped overhead by chandeliers of crystal. The walls were lined with court attendants and nobles who whispered behind gloved hands, interspersed with guards in dark livery, standing sentinel-like. With a thudding heart, we made our way to the middle of the hall. Atop the dais stood the Alpha himself, sharp-eyed Daniel Wolfe. To his right stood his wife, Victoria, with raven-black hair braided perfectly on her head, and her expression unreadable. "Welcome," Alpha Daniel spoke, deep and commanding. "Sofia Hayes. Daughter of Caroline Hayes. The Moon Goddess has chosen you mate to my son, Adrian Wolfe. Tonight, the bond shall be honored." Sofia managed to lower her head in grace; I felt her tremble. And then the grand doors at the far end of the hall opened. With measured grace, he strode into view: tall. Broad-shouldered. Light brown hair glinting in the golden glow of chandeliers. Blue eyes scanned the room with calm authority. I held my breath. Him. The stranger from the club. The man whose name I had never asked. The man whose hands had grazed my skin, whose lips I kissed out of sheer need, whose body I clung to as though he were my lifeline. Adrian Wolfe. My one night stand. The future Alpha. And my sister's mate.Lila's povI sleep day and night. My healers tell me I must eat more, sleep more, think less. But how does one still the mind when the heart refuses to still its sorrow?I walk in the garden every now and then — same garden where Adrian and I would kiss under the moonlight a few weeks ago when everything was still so nice even though it was covered and backed up by lies and secrets, lies and secrets that when exposed caused heartbreak. The roses are still intact. I wish the same could be done with me.But the pain and sorrow had left me broken.Adrian is never there. He is always occupied, or so I keep telling myself. Perhaps he does not wish to be in my presence just yet . Perhaps things are better this way.My breast tightens at the faint patter of footsteps on the door. I crunched up my ears to catch the knock and his voice that never comes.Sophia comes over frequently.I did not know what to do with her when she was visiting there on a regular basis. When she is in my room, the s
Victori's POVI stand in the balcony of my new rooms, watching the vast land before me.This was my son's idea of mercy — to exile me here under the guise of honor. Of course, it must look like privilege to the everyone else. To me, it is exile dressed in fancy"Your tea, my lady," Helena, my maid of many years, spoke softly as soon as she kept a tray beside me.I do not look back. My eyes are fixed on the horizon. "Do you hear it?" I whisper.She hesitates, confused. "Hear what, my lady?""The silence," I whisper. "It's… deafening ."Helena makes no comment, but merely bows and slips away silently. I am left to myself — the one company I've never not liked.For years, the palace was my symphony. Every whisper, every plot, every careful step in the game of power had been music to me. And now, silence is all I have. Silence, and the memories of what I destroyed.Everything I hated during the first week here — walls, food, and people. They looked at me suspiciously, and I could almost h
Sophia’s POV“This will be the last time I agree to anything mom asks me when it comes to the alpha’s mistress.” I hissed as I walked down the palace hallways.I didn't want to be there.That morning's walk through the hallways was the same as a walk of shame .Mom kept begging me to go sit with Lila. “Come on, Soph, she said, pulling my hands with that look she has when she wants us to get along at the moment. She's still your sister. Family comes first.”“Family is no longer what it used to mean.” I had tried to argue and it failed.So, here am I, going to Lila's room for the first time since she returned to the palace.The guards bowed as I walked pass them. I took deep breaths before opening the door.Lila was by the window, hair down, blanket draped around her and quiet for a moment.Then she turned, and all that was gone.Sophia, she whispered, hesitating, almost as if I might disappear.I stood tall. Mom made me come, I said, void of any emotion.Her eyes darted quickly here an
Adrian's POVThe palace had not felt like home for ages, not since that night when it became a judgment court: a place of lies and broken trust. But standing in the hallway outside the infirmary, that had to change, that is, not for power but for her.Lila.Watching her collapse on stage hit me hard. I messed up big time and let her fall. Then, when the healer dropped the bombshell news about the baby, something inside changed. All those walls I had built since her exile, they just crumbled.I am never going to lose her again. Not her, not the kid, not this time.So I gave my first order the next morning.“Get the Luna's rooms ready,” I told the steward. “Immediately.”His eyes went wide. “Your Majesty... you mean—”“Yeah,” I interjected. “Miss Hayes is moving out of the infirmary today. She's under my protection until she is okay” Then, straightening himself, he hesitated. “My King, the council will have something to say.”“The council will do what I tell them.” I replied, my tone
UnmaskedLila's pov Ths second I opened my eyes and recognized my surroundings , I immediately became convinced I was still dreaming.I was in the royal infirmary."Don't move around too much."That voice...I turned slowly, for it hurt to do so. And there he sat.Adrian.He was slumped in his chair beside the bed, elbows resting on his knees.I froze up."Why," my voice cracked and dry, "am I here?"Slowly he turned to me. "Simple. You passed out. At the party."That hit me hard. The memories came rushing back: the stage, music, falling, pain. And his arms had got me right before I dropped out."You... carried me?"He nodded once, still not looking at me. "You shouldn't have come back like that.""I didn't come back," I whispered. "I was working.""Working?Working, you call dancing until you drop before everyone! The same people who wanted you gone?" He said, his eyes staring deep into mine.I averted my gaze and started fiddling with the hospital blanket. "You got rid of me, don't
POV: AdrianIt was a blank sheet of paper and empty envelope: no name, no seal, no indication who sent it.But, however, I just couldn't look away.“See how the girl you left is doing before she kicks the bucket.” That line had gnawed at me throughout the night. I had tried to make an excuse for myself, about maybe it being a setup from one of my mother's minions, or simply her calling out my sorry ass again. Still, something about ..the girl you left…made my mind heavy and furrowed my brows.One person has to come to mind.Lila.Even the mere mention of her name wrenched something deep within me. Months had passed since the council meeting and her shoving out. Since I had told her to *“get out,”* for even looking upon her face made me empty myself of love in a mere moment, feeling a shade of anger.On that night with the bright moon in the palace yard, none of that seemed right.By morning, I had made up my mind.That very night was the Harvest Gala, a big celebration with dignitar







