Names Swapped on the DiagnosisMy twin sister, Sarah, was dying from silver poisoning. My blood was the only thing that could save her.
The healer was overwhelmed and made a mistake on the paperwork. She mailed the diagnosis report to the pack house with my name on it instead of Sarah's.
She told me the truth in private.I wanted to rush home immediately and correct the misunderstanding.
But before I could, the news reached the pack. My parents and Alpha Damien reacted in a way I never expected. They firmly forbade Sarah from donating blood to save me.
They raged that I was being selfish for even asking for help. They said Sarah couldn't handle the weakness that came from a blood transfusion.
I fought back the coldness spreading through my chest.
"I'm pregnant. If I don't get treatment soon, the poison in me will kill the pup too."
My mate Alpha Damien, the one who had sworn to protect me forever, responded without warmth.
"We can always have more pups. Sarah only has one life to live."
My wolf howled in agony inside my head. So I chose to leave, to walk away from the place that had brought me nothing but pain.
By the time they realized the truth, it was already too late for regret.