All Chapters of Alpha’s Halfling Mate: Branded By My Sister’s Death : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Sireen’s POVI remember half of the time that Kylie and I had a fight over something back then, I’d say as much as I can to hurt her and win the argument, but somehow, hours later, no matter how hard I fought, I’d realize something else that I could have said to make her hurt even more.At night, after the fight with Trevor, this is exactly how I feel, but not about what else I could have said to hurt him more. As I lay up in my bed, sleeplessly staring at the ceiling, I realize that there were more questions that I should have asked him, and some of them are what’s keeping me up right now. For starters, I blindly went over the fact that Trevor agreed I had nothing to do with Mr Abel’s heart attack long before he broke into my house, and not because I said so. That means he thinks someone else did it, and I now need to know why he thinks so and how he came to that verdict, because it could point me in the direction of who did this. And if I find who did this, then I’ve found Lily’s p

Sireen’s POVIf I continue to stay at home and dwell on how much my world is crashing around my feet, I know that I’m going to lose my mind, so instead of wallowing in my misery and letting it consume me, I spend most of my time with Lily. Her coming out of her attack alive and back to good health has to be the one area where the moon goddess has favored me in this battle with my unknown enemy, so I don’t even want to leave her side.The only downside to my newfound purpose is that my clinginess is almost instantly noticed by Lily, and she doesn’t waste time in asking me to tell her what’s happening.I could lie, but it’s of no use. She’s one of the few people who I can completely trust are innocent, so I open up to her on a cool evening, on our way back to the cabin after a walk through the estate grove.“I know it was stupid, and I already regret why I did it, but when I came back to the estate, I saw the pills you mistook for yours and I took them back with me,” I begin, slightly

Sireen’s POVI get Camille on the phone, but I’m already out of Lily’s estate and heading in the direction where I think Kristy lives, and I don’t bother with formalities when the line connects, because it’s the last thing I have time for.“Sireen,” she calls, and the only reason why her voice sounds so faraway is because my ear drums have been filled with blood pounding angrily in them.“Do you know where Kristy lives?” I ask, and I hear scrambling from the other end of the call which I guess is Camille sitting up to pay close attention to me.“Kristy?” She asks in confirmation, and I nod before speaking. “Yes. Her. I need to speak to her right fucking now, and I need to know where she lives. I know you know everyone, so tell me,” I say, hastening my footsteps as I breeze by the handful of people I meet on the road as I begin to get into the busier part of town. “Sireen, what’s going on? Slow down and tell me,” she says, and I don’t know the moment when I snap.“I don’t have the ti

Sireen’s POVMom leaves the house about thirty minutes later, a bit more dressed up than she’d usually be when she’s just going out, and I get all the confirmation that I need.She’s going out on a date. Camille guesses the same thing too, and I couldn’t agree more. “I wanted to bring it up, but if she’s not yet ready to share it with me on her own accord, then I’m happy waiting,” I tell Camille, just as Mom gets out of our view through my window that overlooks the already dark street.After Dad and Kylie passed, I wasn’t the only one who became a shell of herself. Mom struggled with going out or even speaking to male packmates for a long time, and I’m just glad that she may finally be getting herself back.“I’m happy for her,” Camille mirrors my thoughts, and I nod. With a sigh, I go over to and plop down on my bed, replaying the events of the day in my head, and a second later, Camille is settling down beside me. “So…are you ready to tell me what’s been happening?” Camille start

Sireen’s POVThe last thing I should be doing as a person of interest in the last two attempted pack murders is participating in another pack time where half of the pack would be in attendance, but here I am on a bright Saturday morning, courtesy of Mom’s pleas.Again, she thought I’ll be good for me to get outside and show my face, and in words, it’ll make me look as innocent as I am, but with the eyes on me right now, I feel anything but.“Everyone is staring,” I tell Mom the second we arrive in front of the arranged pack house, and I want to feel regret for showing my face here, but I will myself not to. I’m no longer that person, and the only one who should feel guilt for what happened to Mr Abel is Kristy, not me. Try as I might, it’s not so easy, which is why my voice falters a bit when I speak. Mom smiles warmly, linking our arms together tightly in solidarity, and it brings me a sense of comfort.“Maybe that’s just because you look different from the last time they saw you? B