All Chapters of After He Married My Sister: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

When I attended the pack gathering with my boyfriend of five years, Joe Smith. I told him I wanted a family of our own.But even after all these years, he still thought I’d always coveted the Silver Claw Pack’s fortune. He said marrying him would only be a way for me to get a share of the Smith family’s legendary vineyard business. His response was the same as always: “Let’s wait a little longer.”That night, when I tried to talk to him again, he lost his temper. He shoved me toward the hot stove in his rush to go after the jealous Emma. The flames scorched my left arm, but he didn't even care. He was already out the door, chasing after her. Emma Smith — the Luna Joe’s mother had chosen for him, the pack’s adopted daughter, so technically his sister.I staggered to my feet, my eyes welled up as I clutched his sleeve; begging him not go. My skin blistered, my face turned ashen. But Joe’s eyes held only Emma. He acted as if he was certain I wouldn’t get angry; believing that I couldn’t

But this time, Joe’s eyes darted away, his tone strangely stiff.“After what happened last time… you know my parents’ health isn’t great. If they see you again, it’ll only stimulate them.”He hesitated, voice softening as if trying to soothe me.“Don’t take it the wrong way. I’ll talk to them about the engagement. Emma grew up under their roof, so of course they’re closer to her. Once things settle down… they’ll stop holding grudges.”I watched as he walked away with her, a dull ache spreading in my chest until even swallowing tasted like blood.Five years. That’s all it took for Joe to forget the love he once swore to me, the vows that no one would ever hurt me.He’d forgotten them all—forgotten me—and even pushed me into the flames himself, leaving me to suffer alone in that hospital bed.After countless rejections, I finally understood who Joe had been waiting for all along.Tears slipped from the corners of my eyes, falling one by one onto the cold floor.I wiped my face and drew i

Everyone around me was laughing at my humiliation, and the pain on my neck had already gone numb.I stared at their retreating backs, feeling my heart twist with every beat.Taking a slow breath, I whispered,“Joe, let’s end this.”I didn’t know if he heard me—my only answer was the trail of dust his car left behind.I booked the earliest flight out of this cursed place.Just as I was about to board, Joe’s messages started flooding in—every single one telling me to stop being dramatic and go apologize to Emma.Watching those texts pop up one after another, I finally felt my heart go still.Then I blocked him. For good.When the plane landed, the first face I saw was my father’s.It had been almost three years since we last met.He still looked sharp and commanding—just a little older, a few more lines on his face.I forced a smile, pulling my collar up to hide the faint red mark on my neck.Before I could say anything, he laid a firm hand on my shoulder.And just like that, my tears s

“Mr. Smith,” Kane’s voice was low but sharp, “Carol’s made herself clear. You should stop harassing her.”He stepped closer, his gaze hard. “This isn’t Silver Claw Pack. If you keep acting like this, you’ll be thrown out—and it won’t just be your pride that takes the hit, it’ll be the Smith family’s reputation too.”The tension between them was instant, like two Alphas on the verge of a fight.Joe had never been spoken to like that before. Rage twisted his face as he lunged forward, his fist raised.“So you’re the bastard she’s been seeing, huh?”Instinct took over. I moved without thinking, stepping in front of Kane and shoving Joe back with all the strength I had left.He stumbled, losing his balance, and fell hard onto the ground. When he looked up at me, his eyes were red—more from betrayal than pain.“You pushed me?”He stared at me as if he didn’t recognize me. “You pushed me—for him! You’re not the woman I knew. You love him now, don’t you?!”His voice cracked into a raw, furiou

“Alright,” I said quietly. “Let’s meet one last time—just to say goodbye properly.”When I saw Joe again, he was wearing the suit I’d given him years ago.He sat stiffly across from me, both hands pressed to his knees, his eyes cautious—like he was afraid that even breathing too loud would scare me away.He’d brought everything that was left of us.The safety charm bracelet I once gave him, and a few old keepsakes I’d forgotten in the Silver Claw villa.He turned each item over in his hands, his voice trembling with nostalgia.“This was the charm you begged for when I was sick,” he murmured, lifting the bracelet. “You said it wasn’t really for men, but I never took it off. Not once. Are you really sure you don’t want any of this back?”He kept his gaze lowered, fingers clenched tightly around the bracelet. The sight of him—once proud and untouchable—now so small and broken, made something deep in me ache.I remembered the day I bought it, teasing him as I fastened it around his wrist.