All Chapters of Alpha’s Halfling Mate: Branded By My Sister’s Death : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Sireen’s POVIf looks could kill, my death would’ve been brutal, quick, but still more painful than a first shift. Trevor didn’t move, it felt as though he wasn’t breathing with the way all of his being was centered on me. Where I stood, I wanted the earth to swallow me whole and spit out my bones.There's no doubt that Trevor saw me and Mom speaking to his parents, hence his hostile looks directed at me. I thought I would be used to the glares by now, but this is unsettling. I don’t know if he heard what we discussed, but even if he did, what difference would it make? We were having dinner with his family.After what feels like hours of peeling me slowly and agonizingly, later by freaking layer, Trevor turns his back and retreats down the street, letting me know that he had just come to the gathering and left immediately.Because of me.Facing Mom, whose flattering smile is directed at two packmates my age, I grab her by the arm.“Mom. I don’t think it’s a good idea to have food with

Sireen’s POVMom is chirpy all through the morning as she prepares the tray of food we’ll be taking to Trevor’s house. I’m slowly dying with every passing minute, and I’ve exhausted every last excuse I can use to avoid this meeting, so when Mom finishes in the kitchen, I take a shower and dress up.Even though I’m not anticipating anything, I put in some effort into how I look. I blow my hair out and pin the side of my ear with a golden colored flower clip. I apply a little blush and some lip gloss, a little mascara, and when I go in for some eye shadow and extra blush, I tell myself that I’m beginning to do too much. To make myself feel better, I lie that I’m only trying to look presentable for Alpha Ocean and Luna Elowen.My short sleeved light pink dress is simple, resting a little below my thighs, and not too tight. I opt for an earring with no necklace because again, I think what I’ve done is already too much. With sandals to match the flower clip on my hair, I hang my purse on m

Sireen’s POVI need someone to pinch me and tell me that Luna Elowen did not just hear me go off on her son or hear him admit that he severed our bond. I don’t know what that information would cause between them or our families, but I know it’s going to be nothing good if Trevor looks at me like I’ve committed another crime.Actually, I’d take a punch to the jaw if that’s what it will take for time to turn its hands back just a few seconds to allow me to keep my mouth shut, but I feel nothing, only the weight of the deafening silence that followed Elowen’s appearance.Trevor doesn’t speak as he regards his mom, ignoring me completely.With a calmness that I could never manage in my life, Luna Elowen steps to the side. “Let’s return to the table. Ocean’s panna cotta is ready,” she simply says and gestures to the path that led me here, and I don’t know if I should say something to placate the situation.I decide against that because this is not my mess. It’s all Trevor’s actions. He sev

Sireen’s POVI enter the bathroom stall farthest from the door and lock myself inside because the last thing I want to do is have to see another person or have another person see the huge wet patch behind my pants and react in whatever way.I could cry, but I already expected this. My video is still up online, and there was still the fight in Trevor’s parents’ house yesterday which he blames me for. Unbuttoning my pants, I pull them halfway and as my bare thighs are kissed by the cold, I hold on a wince and squeeze the cloth. I bring my hand to my nose and when I don’t smell any foul undertone, I confirm that it’s only water, but no matter which way I twist the cloth, the dark patch remains.The last thing I’d be caught doing is walking around with wet pants because that would just be me inviting someone else to make another mocking video to add to the one they already have of me. They’d be able to build an album by the end of the session.Just then, it hits me that till I walked out

Trevor’s POVMy left hand is wrapped around the foot of the desk in front of me, and my rage is all directed to the joint as I watch Sireen almost trip over Kevin’s foot and still walk out of the class like nothing happened. The only thing was that I didn’t stop looking at her until she was out of line of sight, so I saw the pained expression on her face the second she stepped out. As she leaves, Kevin is laughing and mentally patting himself on the back for what he just did, I’m sure, and that is the only thing that stops me from walking out of the class to follow Sireen from a distance as is fast becoming a habit of mine.One wrong move and she would have fallen.Kevin would have inflicted a scar on Sireen’s skin and nobody got to do that. My wolf rages inside me, scratching at the surface and fighting to gain control. It is tougher than I expected to keep my cool, so I direct all the anger to my fist wrapped around the foot of my desk.Ever since Kristy threw a punch at Sireen’s f