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36: False Accusation
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2026-03-25 21:44:56
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Surrogate for My Sister's Mate 39: Clear the Air
BASTIAN“What?” Rosentine blinked, like my words had hit her square in the face. For a heartbeat, she just stared, probably weighing her options and wondering if she should agree to what I’d suggested not.I let her have that moment to think. My mind, though, was already drifting back, replaying the conversation I’d had with Owen in my study earlier.Hearing him question me if there was a problem with him and Rosentine having a relationship had struck me harder than I’d care to admit. Sure, I’d noticed them getting closer these past few days, but seeing him touch her so casually, so openly, right in front of me—it grated on something deep inside.I was on the verge of losing my composure, but then, almost like he sensed it, Owen just led her out. And the moment the door closed behind her, he turned, catching me off guard with his question if I liked Rosentine.At that moment, I couldn’t answer. Not then. Maybe not even now, because I myself wasn’t sure of what exactly I was feeling. A
Surrogate for My Sister's Mate 38: Hyper-aware
ROSENTINEWhat on earth did I just hear? For a moment, my mind blanked, and I found myself glancing at Beta Owen, hoping for even the smallest hint, but all I got was the faintest shrug and a steadying look.Sure, I appreciated that he was taking my side, but I didn’t want him lying. Was this another weird way of helping me out?“What?” Alpha Bastian asked, his single word hung in the air, and I swallowed, my nerves prickling because, honestly, it looked like the two of them might start fighting right here in the study.The way they glared at each other, you’d never think they were friends at all. It caught me completely off guard.“Uh…” I started, but nothing useful came out. I was supposed to be here to talk to Alpha Bastian, to explain myself, to thank him for the children’s program he’d created, not… whatever this was.Instead, all I could do was stand there, trapped between them, wishing I could rewind time and start this conversation over.“Hey,” I reached out, hesitantly touchi
Surrogate for My Sister's Mate 37: Hint of Betrayal
OWEN“Are you okay?” I asked, glancing at Rosentine, who sat beside me in the backseat, so quiet I wondered if she was even breathing.She turned to me, lips curving into a shaky smile, nodding to convince me, but I could see right through it.From the moment I saw her, I’d been keeping a close eye on her. There was just something about her presence; it was gentle and easy, but she also looked so much like Bastian’s mate.I’d had a hunch he’d choose her, though I never imagined they’d turn out to be sisters. Since then, observing Rosentine became a habit, which was why I could tell whether she was lying or not.“What happened earlier? Why does Bastian look pissed?” I asked, even though I’d already witnessed everything from the window.I’d seen Rosentine and Rosalia in the garden, watched them walk together, and saw the moment Rosalia tumbled onto the ground all on her own. I couldn’t hear what they’d been talking about, but the way the maid looked at Rosentine told me something—they w
Surrogate for My Sister's Mate 36: False Accusation
ROSENTINEDays slipped by, folding one into another, and somehow, Alpha Bastian started sharing his meals between my sister and me. Breakfast and lunch with her; dinner with me, though only once every two days.On those nights, we barely spoke. If we did, it was brief, just a few questions about my pregnancy, and me asking him not to tell my sister about how our family hated me.It almost felt like we were strangers sharing the same table, but I thought that was for the best.People in the pack had stopped whispering rumors about me, thanks to my sister clearing things up. But that didn’t mean they liked me now. The silence was a different sort of cold; every glance, every carefully blank face, made it obvious. Even without words, they still pushed me to the edges.And tomorrow, there would be a banquet. Since Rosalia had woken up from her coma a week ago and she’d been doing well, the Alpha decided to throw a party, celebrating her recovery.So, I decided I would buy her a gift today
Surrogate for My Sister's Mate 35: Dance to your Tune
ROSENTINEThe sound of water dripping steadily from the faucet, rippling into the tub where I sat submerged, echoed around the bathroom like the tick of a clock. I closed my eyes, feeling myself relaxed after the tiring day.Funny, I hadn’t really done anything strenuous. No running laps or lifting boxes. Still, my body felt wrung out. Maybe that was what mental exhaustion did—it seeped in deeper than sore muscles ever could.But even though I desperately needed a break, the idea of just… resting? It made my skin crawl, which was why, a few minutes later, once the warm water washed the fatigue and stress away, I climbed out of the tub and headed to the closet to slip on my nightgown.I was halfway through towel-drying my hair when a sudden knock rattled the door. My heart jumped, beating faster and faster, because I knew it was Alpha Bastian.Now that he was here, I realized, too late, that I’d forgotten to ask my sister what she really thought about all this setup. About her mate com
Surrogate for My Sister's Mate 34: All in the Past
ROSENTINEMy heart was pounding, almost loud enough that it echoed in my ears, and for a moment, I thought about turning around, heading straight back to the main house. But I forced myself to keep going, to breathe, to steady myself until I arrived at Rosalia’s annex.There at the gate, a maid was already waiting, her posture sharp, her gaze cool, as if she’d known I’d be coming all along.There was no warmth in her eyes, only that ever-present animosity, but she led me wordlessly. As soon as I set foot inside the house, I could feel the other maids’ stares lingering on my back, their whispers prickling at my skin.“So shameless,” I heard, the word loud enough for me to hear.But this wasn’t new.Not for me.I’d already learned to keep my head high, even as the world tried to push me down, so I ignored their looks and followed the maid to my sister’s bedroom.“Lady Ara—Rosalia, the surrogate has arrived,” the maid announced, making my fingers clench at my sides. She hadn’t said anyth
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