All Chapters of My Sister’s Fated Mate Chose Me Instead: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

~ Nora Vane POV ~"No one leaves this room," Alpha Silas ordered, his voice ringing against the walls of the council chamber.The grand doors slammed shut, guarded by four armed enforcers. Outside, the muted murmur of hundreds of confused pack members echoed through the halls, but inside, the air felt suffocatingly still.Beatrice collapsed into a leather armchair, tears spilling over her mascara as she shook uncontrollably. Evelyn hovered over her, patting her shoulder while glaring at me with pure hatred."She tricked him," Beatrice sobbed, her voice trembling with theatrical grief. "Father, she used wolf-suppressant herbs. She must have spiked his drink or used dark alchemy to mimic a bond pull! Nora is wolfless—she cannot be an Alpha's mate!""She's right, Silas!" Evelyn barked, turning toward the Alpha. "Nora has lived under my roof for eighteen years. She has no wolf, no lineage, and no claim to the Luna throne. This is a fraud. I demand an immediate trial and her execution for

~ Nora Vane POV ~"Stay in the command center, Nora. That is a direct order."Caleb pulled his vest tight across his chest, the motion sharp and efficient. The emergency lights bathed the strategy room in a pulsing crimson glare as officers rushed past us, shouting coordinates and pulling ammunition from the armory lockers."Caleb, I can monitor the communications grid from the front line outpost," I said, following him toward the armory doors. "If they're jamming our frequencies, you need someone on site who knows how to manually override the localized relays."He stopped abruptly, turning to grab my arms. His touch was firm, grounding me against the frantic energy filling the hallway. "You aren't leaving the inner keep. The northern ridge is compromised. I am taking the strike team to reinforce the perimeter, and you are staying behind sealed doors.""I'm not helpless," I argued, staring up into his storm-grey eyes."I know you aren't," Caleb muttered, his thumb tracing a brief line

~ Nora Vane POV ~"You're not going back to the basement quarters," Caleb said, his voice leaving no room for argument.He locked the door of his executive suite, the electronic bolt sliding into place with a click. The lock chimed, sealing us off from the rest of the pack keep. Outside, the night was quiet."Caleb, my things are down there," I said, turning to face him. "If Lucian sends his guards to search my room—""Finn's team is already clearing it," Caleb interrupted. He crossed the room, stopping right in front of me. "Anything that links you to the old archives, anything that doesn't look like a standard administrator's life, is being moved. You stay here tonight. Under my guard."The room was vast, lit only by the soft glow of the city lights filtering through the windows. Standing this close to him, I could feel the heat radiating off his broad chest. My heart gave a sudden, betraying thump."We need to get you out of those torn clothes," he said softly.My eyes widened slig