Semua Bab Mated to sins: Bab 1 - Bab 7

CHAPTER ONE EIGHTEENTH BIRTHDAY. ZIMA’S POV Today is my eighteenth birthday, but it is also the day my parents died. Call me mad, but I am the werewolf version of bad luck. I set aside the red dress I had pulled from my closet, hoping to wear it. “Zima, your dress is ready.” My elder sister, Aria, pushed the door open and tossed a black gown onto my bed. “Aria, I really wish I could celebrate my eighteenth birthday without having to wear black.” Her gaze softened for a moment, but grief clouded her eyes like a storm barely held back. “We are honouring Mom, Dad, and Sera.” She stepped closer, her finger jabbing toward my face. “Sera. Your twin, and yet you want to wear a fancy red?” She let out a sharp scoff, the sound heavy with bitterness. “Sera isn’t dead. Sera is missing. Aria, please…” My voice trembled with desperation. Her expression hardened, the warmth vanishing as quickly as it came. “And how do you know that? How?” Her voice carried no sympathy, only ex

CHAPTER THREE“So… you eat your mates?” I asked, trying to steady my shaky voice. I forced my head up, meeting his dark eyes.“Exactly,” he said calmly. Too calmly.“You are sharp. I will give you that,” he added, his tone cutting.“Why would you even do that? Why would you eat your mate?”His lips curved into something cold. “I will do the same to you if you dare let anyone know about this bond. No one should ever find out we are mates.”My chest tightened. “But why?”“Because I do not want you. I cannot let these people who worship me know that my mate is a traitor. You destroyed your sister’s home. Tell me, what kind of wolf does that?”“You are not so different from the devil,” I said, my fists tightening at my sides.He laughed, throwing his head back, the sound cruel and mocking.“You have some balls,” he sneered, his eyes glinting darkly. “And I cannot wait to crush it. No one talks back to me. Not in this world, not in any other, will I ever allow something like you to be tied

CHAPTER 5Zima's POV MATE BOND I strode into the dorm assigned to me. The walls were black like the rest of the building, the bricks old and cold. I paused at the doorway, scanning the room.My eyes landed on her immediately, the blonde who had thrown her panties at me before, laughing as if I were nothing. The memory of that humiliation made my jaw tighten.“No way the traitor girl is my roommate,” she said, standing from her bunk to face me.“My name is Zima, not traitor girl,” I said, keeping my face hard and my fangs bared.“Girl, put back your fangs. I don’t care what you are,” she said, laughing hysterically.“That’s your side over there,” she said, pointing to the corner where my bags were. I moved over and sat down.“Your panties stink, by the way,” I said, letting my hands flicker.She threw her head back, laughing. “You lie too much. I’m Sophie,” she said, sitting.“Whatever,” I muttered and brought down my bag to take out some dresses.“I can’t believe you’re still mad ab

CHAPTER 7Zima’s POVLocked in…The broad chested soldier yanked me forward, his grip crushing my wrists as he dragged me down the corridor. The cuffs were cold and made my arms hurt.“Easy, my arms,” I hissed through clenched teeth. “You are hurting me.”He smirked, shoving me into the dark cell. “Get used to it. Pain will be your only companion once you are exiled.”The heavy door slammed shut with a metallic clang, the lock turning with finality.I sank against the wall, my breath trembling. My chest tightened with the weight of it all. I knew I got drunk that night, but it was only one drink. How could they twist it into this? Could I really have killed someone? And why did Darius look almost happy when the footage was declared missing? I let out a long sigh.I searched my mind, digging into my memory. I only remembered the kiss and Darius carrying me to the room. I had never been wrong about being the werewolf version of bad luck.Just then the door jingled. I looked up to see