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the voice sang. My blood ran cold. A mocking clap reverberated in the dungeon. Jace emerged from the darkness, playing with Kaelen's stolen master keycard. His stormy grey eyes twinkled with mischievous, terrifying delight as he surveyed the three of us on the ground, hands slick with blood. "So," Jace mused, leaning against the bars. "Now who wants to tell me why my brothers are covered in blood with our human stepsister? Because I feel incredibly left out."

he spoke increasing his tone and successfully pulling Lizzy away from Jace, he immediately placed her behind him. Jace stared at Lizzy who was still confused on how the situation turned to a pull situation. “I don’t want to ever see you close to my sister, do you understand” he voiced not waiting for a reply before pulling Lizzy with him outside, Lizzy was shocked, this was the first time he ever admitted that they were siblings. “You had no right to do or say the things you did. That was rude.” Lizzy spoke removing her hand from Shakar as his grip softened when they got to the car.

"He looks exactly like Leon and that is because of the truth surrounding their birth. Ruby Valtieri told us that the family had used the same surrogate mother for the both of them, and it seems she got pregnant with both of them at once through the DNA of the men so that's why they hold extreme resemblance to each other. However, one is from the main branch of the family, while the other is from the second branch. Jace is said to be more quiet and introverted than Leon, he's hardly ever seen outside so not a lot of people know things about him.” The idea was ridiculous, but the truth often was. "However, Jace didn't show anything that shows he knew who Rhea was, or anything of that sort," Ma

“I came to tell you about my trip.” My heart sank. “What trip?” “Your father and I are going on our honeymoon.” The bottom dropped out of my world. “You’re leaving me alone with him? That monster.” “He’s your brother, Celeste.” “No, he’s not.” The denial burst out of me. “You know he’s not my brother.” The slap came so fast I didn’t see it coming. My cheek burned, and tears sprang to my eyes before I could stop them. “You will accept what I’m telling you,” she said, her voice deadly quiet. “Jace is your brother now because I married his father. That’s how families work.”

I was calling Cathy. ‘Cathy? Catherine Vance?’ He crossed his arms and gave a slow nod. ‘Yeah, that Cathy. Bet you didn’t see that one coming, eh?’ So I’d been right. The number was Catherine’s. ‘She’s a friend of yours?’ ‘More than a friend, actually.’ ‘Girlfriend?’ I guessed. Jace snorted. ‘Hell no. She’s my…’ He paused, watching me closely. ‘Sister.’ ‘Your sister?’ I repeated, incredulous. ‘You mean like a cousin?’

Zara’s sister. “Why don't we make this more interesting?” I cut through, finally making a decision. “What do you want, Chase?” My brother, Clinton Zapata, Asher’s father and the king of Zakori asked me. I smiled, then shifted my attention to Zara. “Zara,” I started as the entire hall went quiet. I reached out to take her hand in mine and she placed hers ever so gently as I sank onto one knee. “Will you marry me?” The words hung in the air, and I had no idea what her response would be, but I knew if she were a smart woman, she’d grab this opportunity by its horns.

my mother insisted. “Jeanie,” Jacey finally added to the conversation, “I don’t like that you keep calling us brother and sister. We were teenagers when you and Dad got married. We’re not biologically related, and your wanting to play ‘happy families’ is not going to make us that way. Caleb and I fell in love. That’s that.” “And you and Will?” my mother asked. I looked at my mother as though she’d grown another head. “You think Jacey’s supposed to fall in love with Will now?”

She shot up and ran out of the room crying, having no choice but follow my command. It's for her own good. I can't have here hanging around in my room after I just found out my control over my lycan has dwindled. That never happened before, and I have no idea why. My name is Alaric Romanov Dmitri Graymore. I'm a Lycan, and I need a son to finally claim my throne. This is what my father wanted before he could pass down the title to me, as the Lycan King. I'd searched high and low for my mate, and when I found her, somehow I had this weird, nagging feeling telling me that this isn't right. I ignored it, and took her against her parents' will.

"I have a brother that’s like a twin," Jake had confessed. "I have a brother that’s like a twin," Jerald had revealed. No... It couldn't be. Cherry's thoughts raced as she ran. She couldn't fathom that after leaving her vacation in New York City and returning to her hometown to escape her past, she might now be living just a stone's throw away from Jake's twin. That would be unbearable! Fate couldn't be playing such a cruel trick on her... it simply couldn't be!

I'd invited just the right mix of people: Marcus and a few other loyal friends who would serve as witnesses, Kyle to do the dirty work, and most importantly, Jace. Getting Jace to come had been the trickiest part. He'd been avoiding me since the school incident, probably on his father's orders. But a carefully worded text about Grace "acting strange" and needing someone to watch over her had done the trick. His protective instincts—twisted as they were—wouldn't let him stay away.