All Chapters of Lost & found: A Sister Reclaimed : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

87 Chapters

Chapter 1: The Day My Life Developed Teeth

I was twenty-four, broke, and lost a fight with a vending machine that had just swallowed my last ₦200."Give it back," I muttered, rattling the glass. The biscuit sat there, mocking me—stuck on the edge of the shelf like it was doing this on purpose. I could see it. Right there. One good shake and it would fall. I shook harder."Ma'am." The security guard's voice floated over from his desk. "You've been attacking that thing for five minutes.""It attacked first."He sighed, probably adding this to his mental list of reasons I was unhinged. I didn't care. That biscuit was supposed to be my dinner, and I wasn't above violence to get it back.But the machine won. It always did.I grabbed my mop bucket before he could decide to escort me out. I cleaned this building every night, floors, toilets, rich people's coffee spills. The glamorous life of a night-shift cleaner. It wasn't the dream, but it paid rent. Barely. And barely was better than nothing.The elevator was empty when

Chapter Two: Apparently, I Wasn't Kidnapped, Just Misplaced

I laughed.Not because anything was funny. It was the sound someone makes when their brain short-circuits and decides hysteria is safer than full-blown panic."Little sister?" I repeated. "That's... wow. Bold choice. Is this the part where you tell me I'm on a hidden camera show, or do we skip straight to the organ harvesting?"Lucien didn't even blink. Marcus, though? He looked entertained. Like I was a stray cat that had just hissed at him."You always use sarcasm when you're scared?" Marcus asked."I use sarcasm when weird men in thousand-dollar suits try to claim ownership of my entire life," I shot back. "It's a survival thing. Cheaper than therapy."Elias, the quiet one, reached over and pressed the elevator's emergency stop button. The car jerked to a halt between floors.That's when the panic actually hit.My knees went weak. The mop in my hand suddenly felt ridiculous. What was I going to do, clean them to death?"Okay," I said, backing into the corner. My voice climbed highe

Chapter Three: The Rules of the Cage

I should have run.That's what anyone with half a brain would've done. Scream for security. Grab my mop. Bolt down the service stairs and disappear back into my terrible, boring, safe life.Instead, I followed them.Not because I trusted them. I didn't trust anyone, not since I learned the hard way that nobody was coming to save me. I followed because staying ignorant felt more dangerous than walking into whatever trap they were setting. At least this way, I could see it coming.The elevator ride to the parking garage was silent. Not awkward silence, tactical silence. The kind that made it clear these men moved like a unit.Lucien walked ahead, shoulders straight, like he owned the ground he walked on. Marcus stayed half a step to my right, close enough that I could feel him there. Elias walked behind me. I could hear his footsteps, steady and final, like a door closing.I wasn't a guest. I wasn't even a sister yet.I was cargo being moved from Point A to Point B.The car waiting in

Chapter Four: The House That Watched Me Breathe

The room was bigger than my entire apartment.I stood in the doorway holding my pathetic little suitcase, trying not to look like someone who'd spent the last three years sleeping on a mattress with a spring digging into her ribs. King-sized bed. Floor-to-ceiling windows. A chandelier that probably cost more than I'd made in my whole life."This is excessive," I said.Lucien glanced around like he was seeing it for the first time. "It's practical.""For who? A small royal family?"Marcus leaned against the doorframe, glass in hand, clearly enjoying this. "Wait till you see the closet. You could park a car in there."I dropped my suitcase on the bed. It made a sad little thump against all that Egyptian cotton."So what's the catch?" I turned to face them. "Because nobody gives this much without expecting something back."Elias stood by the window, arms crossed, staring out at the dark grounds. "Rest."I blinked. "That's it?""For tonight," Lucien said.I waited for the other shoe to dr

Chapter Five: The Name They Never Let Me Forget

I didn't sleep.I drifted somewhere between awake and unconscious, but every time I got too close to actual rest, my body jerked me back. Like it didn't trust peace enough to let me have it.By morning, sunlight poured through the windows in thick golden streams. It should've been beautiful. Instead, it just made me feel exposed.I sat up, pressed my palm to my chest, and waited for my heartbeat to slow. This place was too quiet. No neighbors screaming. No generators grinding. No sirens or barking dogs.Just silence. Perfect, controlled silence.I walked to the window. From up here, the estate stretched on forever. Manicured lawns. Trees trimmed into submission. Security guards pacing their routes like machines.A cage with velvet lining.A knock at the door polite, measured."Come in," I said.Lucien stepped inside, tablet in hand, dressed like he was about to negotiate world peace. He stopped when he saw me at the window."You're up early.""I never went to sleep."He nodded, like h

Chapter Six: Three Years Old

I didn't cry.That surprised me. I thought I would, thought I'd collapse, scream, fall apart like people do in movies when their world implodes. But I just felt... empty. Like someone had scooped out my insides and filled the space with air.I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at my hands like they belonged to a stranger.Three years old.That's what they kept saying. Not six. Not old enough to remember. Not old enough to fight.It made sense now, why my memories started so abruptly. Why my childhood felt like mismatched pieces forced together. Why faces blurred when I tried to look back too far.I pressed my fingers to my temples, searching for something. Anything.Nothing. No brothers. No laughter. No home.Just darkness.A soft knock at the door."If this is another life, altering revelation," I called out, "reschedule it for tomorrow."Pause."I brought food," Marcus said.I sighed. "Fine."He came in carrying a tray. No suit this time. Just a T-shirt and dark pants. Somehow tha

Chapter 7: The Truth Under Moonlight

The night felt wrong before anything even happened.No celebration in the air. No pride. Just this thick, suffocating weight pressing down on the pack grounds like the sky itself was holding its breath.Torches lined the clearing instead of the usual lanterns, flames twisting and snapping in the wind like they knew something we didn't. Smoke mixed with damp earth and that metallic tang of anticipation you can taste on your tongue. People tried to laugh, tried to act normal, but it died fast every time. Because they were all watching me.I stood at the edge wearing this deep red dress Rowan had delivered to my door that morning. No note. No explanation. Just the dress in a box, perfectly tailored, like he'd known my measurements down to the inch. It hugged my waist and fell soft around my legs, nothing showy, but God, it made a statement. I hated how good it felt to wear it."You look like trouble," Kai said beside me, arms locked tight across his chest, eyes sweeping the crowd like he

Chapter 8: The Truth They Hid

The council chamber smelled like old wood and older lies.I'd never felt small before, not really. Not even when I woke up in that hospital bed three months ago with no memory and three strangers claiming to be my family. But standing here, in front of this long table with men in expensive suits staring at me like I was a problem that needed solving?I felt small.The table stretched across the room like a courtroom bench. The elders sat behind it, stone-faced and severe, looking less like protectors and more like undertakers who'd been burying secrets for decades.Rowan stood just behind me. Close enough that I could feel the heat radiating off him. Not touching, he never touched me unless he had to, but his presence was a weight against my back. Solid. Unmovable. Suffocating.Lucien and Elias flanked the room on opposite sides, silent as sentries. Watching. Waiting.The eldest councilman, grey-haired, sharp-eyed, the kind of man who'd probably never smiled in his life, cleared his t

Chapter 9: The First Move

I didn't go back to my room. I went to the training hall.The King estate had been renovated twice since I'd disappeared, new marble, new wings, new security systems, but the underground training facility stayed exactly the same. Concrete floors. Steel beams. The faint smell of gun oil and old sweat. I hadn't been down here in five years, but my feet remembered the way.The lights flickered on as I pushed through the door. Motion sensors. The space stretched out empty and cold in front of me.Perfect.I walked straight to the weapons cabinet and grabbed the handle. Locked.Of course it was."You're not cleared for that anymore."Rowan's voice echoed through the cavernous room. I didn't turn around. "I was cleared when I was fifteen.""That was before we thought the threat was neutralized."I finally looked at him, and I didn't bother hiding the anger. "You thought wrong."He didn't argue. That was new. He stepped further into the light, his hands loose at his sides but his whole body

Chapter 10: The Countermove

The war room hadn't been used in years.It was built back when the Kings still thought threats came with faces and names, when enemies announced themselves instead of hiding in code and shadow. Now the screens lining the walls blazed to life again, casting cold blue light across the table. Financial grids. Security feeds. Encrypted data streams scrolling past in silent, neon urgency.I stood at the head of the table.Not because they put me there. Because I walked there, and nobody stopped me.Lucien noticed. I saw his eyes track the movement, something calculating flickering behind them. Rowan leaned against the far wall, arms crossed, watching the screens, and me, with an expression I couldn't read. Elias's fingers flew across the main console, his face lit by the glow of cascading code."The breach wasn't an attempt to steal," Elias said, his voice echoing in the sterile room. "It was a signature."I nodded once. "They wanted to confirm access."Lucien's brow furrowed. "Explain."

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