Novel & Cerita Derek Shepherd Sisters

I couldn't place a why. “Okay?” I dragged my sentence and Carla looked at me apologetically. “But those that sighted them have also kind of like sighted Derek's Luna and Nate says she's your sister,” she said, “and I know it might not be convenient, meeting a sister that's betrayed you to marry a man that's hunted you like you're a nobody and all,” she apologized and I smiled. “Oh no, it's completely fine, I mean, Sheila didn't marry Derek to spite me or to betray me, she probably married him because she had no other option, she's not even happy with him, from what I can tell,” I said to her, defending Sheila.

Before the wedding, I gathered all my closest friends for a night out. Sophia was already waiting in a corner booth, her sharp eyes scanning the room with habitual caution. I slid in across from her, the deep velvet upholstery swallowing me. “You look like hell, Vicki,” she said, not unkindly, pushing a glass of neat bourbon towards me. “The refined, expensive kind of hell, but hell nonetheless.” “A fitting description,” I murmured, taking a sip. The burn was a welcome anchor.

“I never believed in Shifters. There was never any real proof that such a creature existed. Even if they did, the way that they are described, the things that they can do, is unnatural.” “I must say, I am feeling offended…” I mumble low. She pretends not to hear and continues with her story. “Kepsi and I grew up together; a childhood friend, like a sister. She came to me, saying she had a dream of the future. As she is from the Night Dreamer Coven, her dreams are normally pretty accurate. I couldn’t believe it was about a shifter. A living shifter. These days we don’t hear about an existing shifter until after it's been killed. The Prophecy itself is nothing but a riddle. It has potential to

Not only that, but he’d chastised her for trashing Davina’s room while lecturing her that her money for Davina’s stay didn’t give her carte blanche with the institute. Since she could think of no other way to root out the journal, she was determined to get her sister moved. Without Dr. Covington’s cooperation, she had no choice than to call in the aid of her lawyers. She’d hoped to pay a visit to Derek’s office to discuss it, but when his secretary put her call through to him, she discovered that he was just leaving a client luncheon at a restaurant not far from her home. He insisted on meeting her there. She shuddered at the thought of having to be alone with him so soon after his last v

“Tell me her name.” Derek hesitated. I narrowed my eyes dangerously. “Derek. Her. Name.” “Sophia,” he muttered. “Sophia… And you didn't think to tell your sister, your only family that you're dating someone named Sophia?” “It wasn't like that,” he said defensively. “She… handled a lot while you were gone. And we kind of grew close.” “Close enough to ditch me today,” I shot back. He closed his eyes briefly. “Jasmine—”

“This is what your sister gets for sneaking out.” My tits bounced wildly under the crop top as he fucked me hard. Ravi dropped to her knees in front of us, eyes locked on where Derek’s thick cock stretched my pussy. She looked so jealous, so turned on. After a few minutes, Derek pushed me off and pointed at Ravi. “Shorts off. Now.” Ravi stripped quickly. Her pussy was shaved and glistening. Derek made her straddle my face on the couch while he stood behind her. As I started licking my twin’s sweet cunt, Derek slammed back into my pussy from behind, pounding me while I ate my sister.

Jessica raised an eyebrow and smirked when she saw Derek’s expression. Derek sighed, "Becca has been a part of us for years, Jessica! I see her as my sister!” His brows furrowed, his frustration and anger evident. “Your sister? Did you also tell her that Sophie, the mother of Charlotte, is her real mother?” Jessica's words were like knives, cutting deep, revealing what he had hoped to keep buried. “You dug…?” Derek sighed, his voice heavy She snapped her fingers, “Oh yes, I did. I know a lot more about you Millers than you think. And I thought you were going to stand by your words, but instead, you leave me no choice!”

Derek started, and I gazed sharply at him with anticipation. "What about it?" I asked curiously. "I went through the emails from the private investigator I hired to dig up information about your sister," he started, and my excitement sank. I couldn’t believe that when he mentioned last night, he was going to talk about my sister. "What about her?" "Recently, she hasn’t made any moves, but she’s rather frustrated about the situation with Devon and has been forcing him to go to therapy, hoping he could regain his memories. But still, nothing," he said calmly.

I feel the subtle shift, his wolf pressing forward, his entire posture changing, and my curiosity sharpens. “Asher?” I murmur, following his gaze. The woman is striking in an understated way. Her long hair is pulled back, her features soft yet strong. She has the same piercing blue eyes as Derek, so I realize almost immediately who she must be. Derek’s little sister. Sienna.

"Stop being difficult, lil sis, and open your eyes. I did some digging into that donkey's past. Jacob's a former gang leader back in his high school days." I faced him with my arms still folded across my chest, feeling a sense of disbelief. "How the hell did you know that?" "Information," Derek responded coolly, walking away from me towards the refrigerator and taking out a can of beer. I followed him, my heart racing. "I don't believe it. Who's your source of information?" "I've got eyes everywhere, princess," Derek said as he opened and drank his beer. "Moreover, Jacob's girlfriend is gunning for you. Words on the streets have it, she's organizing a group of girls to take you down."