บททั้งหมดของ Fated To The Mate Who Loves My Sister: บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

Alpha Nathan’s POV The door to my room pushed open, and immediately, the intoxicating scent of Benita hit my senses. But what I saw hit me harder. Benita stood there, her eyes swollen and red, tears streaming down her face. She looked utterly broken. “Benita, what’s wrong?” I asked, my voice filled with concern as I moved toward her. The moment I reached her, she collapsed into my arms, sobbing uncontrollably. My arms instinctively wrapped around her trembling body as my wolf howled in anguish. Someone had caused her pain—pain that was already tearing me apart. Her sobs were muffled against my chest, but they shook her entire frame. My wolf was pacing in my mind, demanding answers, demanding vengeance for the pain someone had caused her. I was surprised at what could have happened to make Benita break down this way. I held her tightly, brushing her hair gently, trying to calm her down enough for her to speak. “Benita,” I said softly, tilting her chin up so I could see her t

Benita’s POV Light conversation filled the air as we sat around the breakfast table. Theo was telling his grandparents one of his numerous stories, and Lila, who was seated beside him, looked thrilled as she listened. Meanwhile, Nathan and I were in our own world. We hadn’t been able to look away from each other, constantly stealing glances. Every time I caught his gaze, Nathan’s lips would curve into that maddening smirk, the same one he’d flashed this morning in his room. I’d roll my eyes and force myself to focus on Theo’s story, but it was no use. My thoughts kept drifting to Nathan, and my wolf wasn’t helping, purring incessantly in my mind. “My lady, you have a call,” one of the servants interrupted, stepping into the dining room. I furrowed my brow. Who could possibly want to speak to me? I exchanged glances with Nathan and could tell he didn’t seem happy. “Who is it?” I asked. “Alpha Xavier,” the maid responded, and without giving it a second thought, I left my seat and ma

Benita’s POV For a moment, Xavier and I didn’t say a word; rather, my question hung heavily in the air. I swallowed hard and stared down at the picture in my hand, focusing on the woman in the photograph—a woman who was undoubtedly my biological mother, a woman who fought to keep me safe, to keep me alive. Tears rolled down my cheeks, and I didn’t try to wipe them away. Slowly, I lifted my gaze and met Xavier’s shocked expression. He was still finding it difficult to believe that I could be his sister, although the look on his face told me he had already suspected there was a possibility. “Why do you think so? What makes you believe we are siblings?” Alpha Xavier asked, his voice cracking with unease. I drew in a shaky breath, struggling to gather my swirling thoughts. The emotions threatening to consume me made it difficult to speak, but I knew I had to try. “A few weeks ago,” I began, my voice trembling, “I found out the people who raised me weren’t my real parents. They told m

Alpha Nathan's POV "What do you think, Mother? Do you think Benita will love these?” I asked, gesturing to the mountain of gifts spread across the table. My mother, Luna Anita, stood beside me, her discerning eyes scanning the collection of designer clothes, shoes, bags, and sparkling jewelry. I had bought it all for Benita, yet unease churned in my chest. What if these aren’t her kind of things? What if she doesn’t like them? Frustration clawed at me as I realized how little I truly knew about her—the woman I claimed to love. Her favorite food, her hobbies, her choice of books or movies… I knew none of it. My mother, Luna Anita, gave me a soft smile, the kind that held a mixture of warmth and pity. “Nathan, it’s not about the things,” she said gently, lifting one of the jewelry boxes and examining the glittering necklace inside. “Benita… she’s not the kind of woman who will be won over by material gifts.” I frowned, running a hand through my hair. “Then what will make her happ

Benita's POV We found Nathan and the kids waiting for us in the living room. The moment I stepped inside, Theo ran to me, his little arms outstretched, and I scooped him into a tight hug. “Mother,” he said, his voice filled with excitement. I kissed his forehead gently, my heart swelling at the love in his eyes. As I glanced up, my gaze landed on Lila. She stood quietly beside Alpha Nathan, hesitant, as though unsure if she should come to me. I smiled warmly and stretched out my free arm. “Come here, Lila.” Her face lit up with a radiant smile, and she darted toward me, wrapping her arms around my waist. As I held her close, I couldn’t ignore the familiar sense of connection that always surfaced when I touched her. It was like a thread of something unspoken tying us together. That familiar aura of familiarity I usually felt, but I shook it off. “Benita, these are your kids? You never told me you had twins, like your mother and I,” Lycan Kent said as he moved over to where I