I am inlove with my Alpha but he is inlove with my younger sister. Younger almost identical sister. She is the more popular and beautiful one, whiles I am the less cool and quiet one. When I turned 19,I was over the moon to find out my mate was the Alpha. But that happiness turn to sorrows and bitterness when I found out he was engaged to be married to my sister. I begged and cried for him but he only rejected me,burning me to the soul and marking my sister. I run that night,and never looked back. Until 10 years later. #1 in Love affair #1 in powerful
View More"Crystal!! Where did you put it! Where did you put my Harry style shirt"I yell and stormed across my room into my younger sister's.
Just go with our traditional celebration and find my mate.
I slammed the door open to reveal an empty room.
Where is that little piece of shit!
"Serene, come downstairs right now" my mom voice yells from downstairs and I groan before leaving my sister's room.
She is so lucky I didn't trash it. I am going to a concert and I really need to wear that freaking shirt.
And before you can ask, yes I am crazy about Harry styles and I am his biggest number one fan. Also, yes we are allowed to mingle with humans as long as we mask our scent.
Our biggest enemies are the vampires. They have been vandalizing our pack borders lately. The witches are cooler than them.
Our Alpha has been trying to protect us as much as possible.
Speaking of alpha, he is the first person I see when I descended the last stairs.
Sitting down in all glory, his man spreading and strong thighs.
He is the most handsome man alive, strong, chiseled jawline, pointed firm nose, prettiest and brightest green eyes ever. His pink beautiful full lips that can do unimaginable things to a girl, is now set into a thin line.
He is frowning as usual, never smiling, always having a blank face.
Beside him was his beta, Darius, also having a blank face but a little bit relaxed.
"Serene, come sit down and stop standing there like a moron. And what are you wearing?" my dearest brother, Kaden says.
I blush when I realize I was dressed like a homeless person, baggy top and loose sweat pants.
My face even turned redder when I realized everyone was looking at me now. Crystal was smirking.
"Sorry,"I squeaked and secretly gave my brother the middle finger before taking my seat beside my dad.
He was the former beta of the pack to Alpha Eli, before he retired and his son Alpha Zander took control.
"So as I was saying, Serene will meet you on the night of her birthday, that is this coming Saturday, before mingling with the other men" dad says.
Yeah, I forgot about that. Alpha Zander hasn't found his mate yet since he turned 18, seven years ago. So every year, all the female unmated wolves meet him in person on the night of their birthday before meeting anyone else.
Thinking about that brings butterflies to my stomach. I have been in love with him ever since I reached puberty but not once as he looked my way.
Rumor has it that he has been secretly seeing my younger sister. But I don't believe it, he wouldn't be with someone underage.
Although it isn't a crime here, people find their mates as early as 16. The consent age here is 17. No judging but no, he wouldn't do that.
And my sister is 18,well she turned 18 a week ago.
"That would be perfect. I'll be taking my leave now. We need to check the borders again,"he says, his baritone voice ringing across the room and my body.
"Stop staring at him like that, you'll drool" my sister whispers in my ears.
"Fuck off Crystal! I am already mad at you for stealing my shirt"
Dad and the Alpha talk for a while before he leaves but not before glancing behind him and his eyes fall on mine, but it quickly leaves as it comes and it moves to my sister's.
His eyes soften and he smiles a little at her.
No.
I am just imagining it.
.
"So how is the preparation for the birthday going" my best friend, Tasha asks.
"You know crystal has everything covered. She is doing all the planning, I just need to be there for the rituals" I shrug and close my locker.
We began to walk down the hall,
"Sometimes I pity you my friend, you have no backbone, you need to stand up for yourself. This is your birthday,not hers,"she says
"I don't really care, I just want to find my mate and go to college like everyone else" I tell her.
"You wouldn't love that when you have a baby" she says
Tasha is two years behind in school. She found her mate before her final year of high school and fell pregnant immediately, she had to drop out and take care of the children and then return two years later.
"But you are okay. Faye has been helping you out" I say referring to her husband.
"Yeah, he is a goddess sent. " She says and just then the bell rings.
"I'll see you at basketball practice,"she says and we parted ways into our various classes.
Oh shit, I left my phone in my car.
I groaned and walked back out of the car.
I retrieved my phone and was about to leave when a rattle from the forest startled me.
"Who is there?" I asked with confidence I didn't have.
I walked closer to ready to call for help if it was dangerous, by that I mean Cunning vampires.
I entered the shallow forest and the noise seems to be moving forward.
I need to alert my brother.
I immediately shifted into my gray wolf. I haven't been able to talk to her since I shifted when I was 16. Dad said we'll hear them when we turn 19.
Bones cracked and finally I was in my wolf form. Fuck this hurt! 2 years and I still can't handle the pain.
I sprint toward the moving sound, but it disappears after a few minutes.
I stopped in my tracks realizing I just fucked up.
Oh shit!
What is wrong with me! Why didn't I just call my brother.
I tried to get in touch with him, but nothing came.
Oh freaking shit!
I am out of our borders.
My limbs begin to shake when I hear rattling again.
This is how it ends Serene. You didn't get to kiss Alpha Zander, and you are about to die.
I am sorry mom and dad. Please forgive me.
"Who are you and what do you want in my territory!" a strong yet very familiar voice says.
I turned around so fast I thought I teleported.
There he was, standing there was Alpha Zander, in nothing but sweat pants, that was hanging low on his waist.
His v-line disappears into the pants. He looks so yummy right with his glistening body.
"Shift!" he commands, and I did without a thought.
Maybe I should have thought about it because now I am naked In front of him.
"Oh fuck!" he curses under his breath and turns around.
"What are you doing here! Are you trying to get yourself killed!" he yells before throwing me a shirt.
I put it on immediately and he faces me again. His face raging in anger
"I thought...." he cut me off
"Get out of here. I don't want you near this ground anymore! Do you understand!" he says in his alpha tone making me kneel.
"Yes alpha!" I mutter before walking away.
Asshole.
Winter's POV Her scent is everywhere.It clings to my skin, the sheets, even the air I breathe. Sweet and sharp, threaded with smoke from the candles she insisted on lighting, heavy with the heat of what we did last night. My wolf prowls inside me, restless, unsatisfied, snarling at me to reach for her again.Three rounds weren’t enough. They’ll never be enough.Winter shifts against me, her bare leg draping over mine like it belongs there. She murmurs my name in her sleep—my real name, not the fake one I gave the pack—and the sound rips through me worse than any blade.I shouldn’t have let it go this far.I shouldn’t have touched her at all.My jaw tightens as I stare up at the ceiling beams. My hand aches to slide over her waist again, to claim what’s mine. My wolf pushes at me, sharp and insistent. Mark her. Seal it. Now.The ache in my teeth is unbearable. I can almost feel the bite, the pull of blood and bond, her body trembling under me as the tether locks permanent. My vision
Winter's POV Warning ⚠️. Explicit sex scene ahead.I gasp as Tyrone's fingers plunge deep into my aching core, his thumb rubbing firm circles over my clit. He captures my mouth in a searing kiss, swallowing my moans as he fucks me with his hand, his cock pressing insistently against my thigh.I'm sore from losing my virginity just hours ago, but I'm desperate for more. My hips rock into his touch, my pussy clenching around his fingers as I ride his hand shamelessly.Tyrone growls low in his throat, the sound sending a shiver down my spine. "Fuck, Winter," he rasps, breaking the kiss to trail his lips down my neck. "You're so tight and wet for me. Such a good little witch."His words make me blush, even as they send a thrill through me. I've always been submissive to my alpha, but this is different. This is raw, primal need.He withdraws his fingers suddenly and flips me onto my stomach. I yelp in surprise, but then he's hiking up my hips and I feel his hard length pressing against my
Winter POVHis smirk was infuriating, the kind that curled slow across his lips like he knew exactly how much it would unravel me. Tyron leaned back in his chair, arms folded across his chest, watching me with that maddening calm while my whole body felt like it was on fire.“You’re jealous,” he murmured, low and taunting, the candlelight catching the sharp line of his jaw.I narrowed my eyes, even though heat was crawling up my neck. “I’m not.”“You are.” He tilted his head, eyes burning gold for a flicker. “And it looks good on you.”I wanted to punch him. I wanted to wipe that cocky expression off his face. But more than that, I wanted to feel his mouth on mine again, to taste that edge of danger and sweetness he carried like it belonged to him alone.Before I could think better of it, I moved. Crawling across the table, the wood creaking beneath my palms, I climbed into his lap. His eyes widened for a fraction of a second before his hands were already on me—rough, possessive, grip
Winter POVYesterday’s date with Tyron was… amazing.Well, I wouldn’t exactly call eating ice cream and strolling around town with guards breathing down our necks a date. But for someone like him—someone who doesn’t even believe in dates or normalcy—it meant something. And it will do.Tyron.Tyron.Tyron.Even saying his name in my head gives me butterflies. I understand it’s because of the mate bond, this thread tying me to him, tugging every time I try to resist. But it’s more than that now. It’s not just instinct or magic. It’s what we’re building, even if he refuses to admit it out loud.He is actually sweet underneath all the nonchalant, broody behavior. He showed me that yesterday when he bought me a second ice cream just because I frowned after dropping the first. He didn’t say a word, didn’t make a big gesture out of it—just handed it to me like it was nothing. But it wasn’t nothing. It was everything.Still, sometimes I think he’s more than he lets on.There are secrets in hi
Winter I wasn’t supposed to say yes.When Tyron leaned against the training posts after sparring and asked, so casually, “Want to take a walk later?” I should’ve told him no. I should’ve reminded myself who he was — the rogue chained in our dungeon not long ago, the one whose silence carved holes in me every time I tried to reach him.But instead, I nodded. And now my heart won’t stop racing.The evening air is softer than the usual sharp chill, dusk painting the pack grounds in shades of gold and violet. Tyron walks beside me, tall and shadowed, his shoulders brushing mine just enough to make it impossible to think straight. He doesn’t say much at first, but then again, he doesn’t need to. His presence is its own gravity.“You always walk this fast?” he asks finally, smirking when I glance at him.I hadn’t realized I was practically rushing, like I’m afraid if I slow down, I’ll lose my nerve. “Maybe I’m just trying to keep up with you,” I shoot back.His mouth curves, that infuriati
Tyrone I can still taste her.The burn of her lips hasn’t left me, the sound of her gasp buried somewhere in my chest like a brand I can’t shake. I press the heel of my hand against my mouth as if that will erase it, but all it does is remind me how badly I wanted more.I lean against the window frame in my room, staring out at the grounds. Wolves spar in the late light, training in neat, disciplined pairs. My jaw tightens. I used to sneer at this kind of order, at the way packs clung to each other like frightened children. Rogues don’t get that luxury—we learned to stand alone, or die.But when I watched Winter out there today, bending fire into her palm, her braid loose from the force of her movements, I didn’t see a sheltered pup. I saw someone dangerous. Someone who could rival me. Maybe even someone who could destroy me if she wanted to.And instead of fearing that, I wanted her closer.Pathetic.I drag a hand down my face and push off the wall, pacing the length of the room. My
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