Mate and Sister?

Evander 

The moment the woman confirmed it was my mate’s sister, I felt the last of my restraint snap like a motherfucking twig, and Koa, my wolf, roared so loud in my head that I had no choice but to flee and shift. 

Now I understand Wyatt’s predicament and headache. The Moon Goddess must be in jester mode, laughing her ass off because what in the actual fuck?

Shit…

A person can only take so much. If someone had told me this morning that today would turn into such a shitstorm, I would have stayed in bed with Oscar.

Oh, fuck, Oscar…

What the fuck do I even say to him? 

‘Hey, hon, guess what? I just sniffed out our mate. It’s a woman. And she smells fucking mouthwatering amazing. Oh, and the young Gamma that Dean mentioned in the briefing? You know, the one who was abused and ran away from her pack? Turns out it’s your baby sister.’ 

Oh yeah, cause that would go down so well. 

Fuck! 

He’s going to blow a fucking gasket, and that’s saying a fucking lot as he hardly speaks more than four words at a time and isn’t known to lose his shit easily—basically, the opposite of me. 

And yes, the irony is not lost on me. 

I know what reputation Oscar has among the pack. He’s seen as a cold, broody hardass who hates people. To be fair, that perception is not entirely wrong as he does avoid, unless it’s mandatory, large gatherings like it’s the damn plague.

The few times he actually speaks more than his typical one-word sentences are when we hang out with the other ranked members or when he’s barking orders on the training field alongside the actual loner, Ric. The only difference between them is that you can have an actual two-way conversation with Ric. 

Of course, as his mate, I know his true feelings. Despite my constant reassurance, he still prefers to stay hidden in his books or sketches unless he’s on the field, where he can show off his strength and prowess. 

The past has left Oscar with deep insecurities, fears, embarrassment, and shame to the point that he even keeps his distance from me in public even though everyone knows we're mates. 

Basically, he doesn’t want to be seen, and I quote, ‘a weak pansy’.

I get it, as I sometimes have the same insecurities about myself. However, I never once felt embarrassed or ashamed for being mated to a man, so it does sometimes hurt my feelings that he doesn’t publicly acknowledge me. 

Koa continues running through the woods at full speed, killing anything that steps in his way. This relieves some of our angst and rage about the situation while we figure out the best way to tell Oscar everything. However, no matter what I come up with, I know it will devastate and anger him. 

‘We’re going have to tell him straight out. There’s no gentle, easy way around it. He’s going to fly into a rage no matter what.’ Koa says in between eating a hare he caught. 

Adding another mate is the one thing we butt heads about the most, as he doesn’t want to know despite feeling the same way as me, like something is missing. I think I know what now, thanks to that sweet peach scent. 

Fuck, the urge to chase her down so I can bury my nose, tongue, dick, and fangs in that juicy peach is still so strong, but Wyatt is right. I need to be careful due to our circumstances, and as much as it pains me even to think about it, if Oscar is still adamant about not wanting another mate, I will have no choice but to reject her.  

‘Fuck that! I want pups! I want both of them!’ Koa angrily roars, scaring some birds. 

‘I know! I fucking want that too, but how the fuck are we going to manage that? Are you willing to reject Oscar?’ I ask, exasperated. 

‘No! Didn’t you hear me? I want both! Knowing our mate, this news about his sister will probably make him come here. If he does and that sweet peach is nearby, he may be like us, unable to resist wanting to mate and mark her too.’ He says, going back to finish his snack. 

‘Maybe.’ I sigh, mentally shaking my head out of the gutter. 

‘Can you imagine that peachy scent mixed with jasmine?’ My horny wolf teases, making my dirty thoughts switch gears, imagining both of them. 

I mentally shake my head. ‘Oh, for fuck’s sake! Stop that, please.’ I scold, and he snorts in amusement. 

‘Look, don’t get too excited yet. We don’t know her story. It could be a long time before that or even if it happens.’ I say, all serious.  

He raises his head and tilts it in contemplation. ‘What do you mean? You think she may reject us?’ He asks, lifting his nose for the way back and running back the way we came.

‘I don’t know, buddy. Maybe she’s like the others we’ve heard about, and the idea of a mate is scary, let alone two or two males, spesicifically. As I said, we don’t know her story, but we must be prepared that it may not be as straightforward as you hope.’    

‘Well, if she was hurt in any way, rejected or not, I’m going to kill the motherfucker just like I am going to kill the fuckers who hurt Oscar.’ He growls. 

It’s not long before we are back at the edge of the forest line, and I smell where Wyatt has left clothes for me. 

Thank you, Alpha, for sparing me the embarrassment of having to walk to the car buck naked. Koa chuckles at my thoughts as he takes the clothes in his mouth and goes behind a tree so I can change. 

I head to Wyatt’s car, which is unlocked, so I get in and close the door. The first thing I see when I grab my phone is a text from Wyatt telling me he’s gone to the diner with that woman and wrote down the address. 

It’s not far, so that’s good, but first…

I take a deep breath and dial Oscar’s number. My heart feels like it’s about to jump from my chest. 

‘Hey, what’s up?’ He answers after a few moments. 

“Hi…” I awkwardly drawl.

‘What’s happened? Are you okay?!’ He quickly asks, all worried. 

Goddess help me.  

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Oscar 

‘No...I mean, yes. I’m fine.’ Evan nervously answers, breathing heavily. 

Okay, he’s being weird. If he’s not injured, then what’s the matter with him? 

‘Os, I need you to sit down. I have something, or things, to tell you, and it’s massive, so I’m going to rip the band-aid, okay?’ He says, and I hear some rustling over the line from rubbing his face. 

I guess it is a ‘massive’ thing if he’s nervous about it. 

“Alright, I’m sitting. Out with it.” I say, lying about sitting, but whatever. 

‘So, I met the woman in charge of the Sanctuary. I asked her about the young Gamma that Dean told us about after Alpha realized something while we were talking…’ He pauses to take another deep breath. 

“Yeah?” He’s really dragging this out. Get on with it, jeez. I roll my eyes, carrying on sketching my latest tattoo design.

‘Okay, I’m ripping it off. I found our mate, and that Gamma is your sister, Freya.’ He quickly says, and I freeze over my sketch. 

What the fuck did he just say? 

‘I thought you said you were sitting?’ He asks, his voice breaking me out of my daze. 

I looked around and saw that I had slumped onto my bed. It's a good thing I placed my standing desk near the bed; otherwise, I would have ended up on the floor. 

“I need you to repeat that again,” I say, ignoring what he said. 

He breathes a heavy sigh. ‘Before I got confirmation, I had sniffed out our mate, and Alpha had to hold me back before I could do anything. But before I could get my head around that, Alpha remembered how you were from Klaus’s pack, like the girl, and asked your sister's name. That’s when the woman in charge came up to the car. I immediately jumped out and asked her to confirm what Alpha said, and she did. The girl is Freya. After that, I had to go shift. I’ve just returned from my run and decided it was best to tell you now before I go to the diner as I wanted to know what you want me to do. Considering what happened, I don’t know if they will even let me see her, but it’s your sis...’ 

Before he can finish, the roar that erupts from me is so loud that the entire room shakes. I throw a fist into the desk before throwing it across the room, and it hits the wall, breaking into pieces instantly.

“And because you want to see your so-called mate as well?” I growl, throwing a lamp at the wall. 

Dean and Ric run into my room. “What the fuck is going on?” Ric asks, looking around in assessment. 

I turn to Dean and march up to him. “Did you know that it was my sister?” I snarl into his face. 

Dean looks at me, all confused, while Ric places a hand on my chest, trying to get me to back up. 

“I don’t know what you are talking about. What is going on?” He asks. 

“Okay, everyone needs to back up, take a breath, and someone needs to fucking explain,” Ric calmly says, trying to diffuse the tension.  

“That Gamma you told us about is my little sister. Did. You. Know. It. Was. Her?!” 

His face pales, and he shakes his head. “No, I had no idea. If I did, I would have told you.” 

‘OSCAR!’ Evan yells in my ear. 

I hiss. “What?!” I growl. 

“Is that Evan?” Ric asks, pointing to my ear.  

I nod. “Alpha figured out it’s my baby sister that was fucking abused at the hands of fucking Klaus and his piece of shit pack.” I growl. 

“Oh, and I also have another mate, as if one wasn’t fucking enough. I’m out for the day. I need to go and see my sister or kill the bastard.” I sarcastically say while I rip out my earpods with Evan yelling something and leave the room. 

I run outside the packhouse, taking my clothes off and about to shift, when Ric approaches me with a bag. 

“Hey, before you do that, listen to me.” He says, but I ignore him, taking the bag. 

He slaps me on the shoulder, and I snap my head to him, narrowing my eyes. “Hey! Get it together! I know you have strong feelings about shit, but forget it. For now.” He quickly added as I was about to say something. His tone turns less sharp but still firm. “Everything else can fucking wait, but Freya cannot. You are all she has, so go there and be that big brother, the protector she needs you to be.” 

I scrub my face and start pacing, taking deep breaths to calm myself down. “That’s good. Keep breathing, and count to 10 or even 20 if necessary. This will not be the first time you lose it. That I’m fucking sure of.” He says, reminding me.   

I scrub my face again with both hands. “Thanks,” I say, grateful for his advice and support. 

He nods and gestures with his head. “Go.” 

He doesn’t have to tell me or my wolf twice. He pulls the shift so fast that he rips my pants. He grabs the bag and starts running, following the pull of his mate. 

  

We reach the outskirts of the town within four hours. Titus lifts his nose, taking in all the scents around, but none smell familiar, so he carefully walks around, avoiding being seen until he feels the pull of his mate. 

‘He’s sitting inside the diner, so we'd best find somewhere to…” He cuts off, his nose twitching. Suddenly, our senses go haywire from the most mouthwatering scent ever, aside from Evander’s. 

Shit, it’s our mate. 

I pull myself to the forefront without thinking, eager to see like my wolf, whose delicious peach scent belongs to. 

Titus’s tongue falls out of his mouth the moment we see her, and she’s the most beautiful woman ever to have walked the planet: long, dark brown curly hair, beautiful milk chocolate skin, and the most beautiful eyes.  

I instinctively crouch down when I see her turn around at the diner's entrance, her nose twitching. I watch as her luscious, perfect lips move. ‘Two mates? Huh, aren’t I lucky?’ She quietly says, with a cocky smirk. ‘I hope you are just as hot as my other mate.’ She says, still wearing that smirk as she heads inside.   

She seems…confident. I did not expect that. Most females I have encountered, especially lone wolves, tend to be…fearful of males. I take another long sniff of her scent and snort.

Of course, she’s an Alpha, meaning she’s most likely Evan’s mate, and by extension, she’s mine through my bond with him. Of course. 

Whatever. Like Ric said, nothing matters besides my sister. This mate business can wait another day. 

I quietly shift from where I’m hiding and throw the clothes on from the bag when another scent crosses me. 

Fuck!!!

It’s Klaus and his fucking posse! 

I watch them enter the diner and see my mate and some guy blocking their path. Good. I know my Evan can easily take him. He may be a Delta by title, but by blood, he’s all Alpha and a far better fighter. 

When I see Alpha Wyatt join the standoff, I run to the back of the building. I need to get to Freya and my mate. 

I see a young blonde holding a laptop in one hand, rushing the other girls out the back door, guiding and telling them to get into a parked little van. 

I make myself known when I see Freya, as she’s the last to come out. 

“Freya!” I quickly rush up and hug her, but she recoils from my embrace, with that blonde and another female coming to stand by her. 

“Who are you?!” The blonde growls. 

But I ignore her and focus on Freya, who carefully looks at me and studies me. When she finally realizes who I am, she starts weeping and runs into my arms.  

“Oh, my Goddess!! It's you! And you’ve changed!” She tearfully says with relief and amazement, squeezing me as hard as she can. 

“Okay, this is not the time. We need to go!” The annoying blonde says behind us as she’s guiding the girls into the van. “Can we trust him?” She sharply asks Freya, pointing her thumb in my direction.  

Freya nods, wiping her eyes. “Yes, Anne. This is my big brother, Oscar, and his mate is inside helping Robbie and the others hold off Klaus.” I growl at the mention of his name, but I cut it off when I hear the other girls whimper in fear.

“Yeah, don’t do that, no matter how pissed off you get.” The blonde, Anne, says, tossing me the keys. “You drive while I navigate.” She gestures to Freya to get in, and she obliges.

Anne then approaches me and quickly sprays me down with something before flicking her wrist to the driver's side. I do as I’m told, go to the driver's side, and wait until everyone is in.    

“Where to?” I ask, starting the engine. 

“Sanctuary.”