Kat Timpf Sister Novels & Stories

Alpha Damien Wolfe of Wolfe Pack, who ran an organization with other alphas across the western territories, who had resources and reach and connections that made him untouchable. She said my name like it tasted wrong in her mouth. “They always said your name,” she said. “When we asked who was giving orders. When we asked why. Your name. Every time.” One of the younger ones was crying silently, tears running down her face without her making any sound. “Our sister,” the eldest said. “She’s fourteen. They took her two months ago and she’s still there. We were released three days ago and we came here because that’s where your name led us.” She looked at me. “Release her.”

LEYSA’S POV "Sis... can I ask you something?" my sister asked me, I just looked at her direction and nodded. And again I closed my eyes while enjoying the sun rays hitting on my white skin. I am here in the backyard of their house where the infinity shape pool was located. I just thought to swim and sunbathe today, you know just chilling and thinking the right things I should do because I still have nothing else to mind this days, when my sister approached me. What a disturbance in my great relaxation, and actually talking to her is just a waste of my precious time but I have no choice, considering that there are only the two of us here at home, because her beloved husband, FrederikWilford u

Right behind them was my twin sister, Ayomide. “Look at you!” Chief Obinna yelled, his voice shaking the walls. “You stayed out all night away from the Okafor Moonfang Clan! We thought a rogue wolf killed you, but you were just playing with some random beast!” Ayomide fake cried and hid behind Kieran. “You went too far this time, Zanele! Dad and Kieran almost went crazy looking for you in the whole Ravenmoor Moon City!” I shook my head fast. Tears came to my eyes.

Out of all the men in the world, the one I had hooked up with twelve hours ago was sitting across the table from me, sipping my father’s wine while discussing his engagement to my sister. Yes, My Sister! My chest tightened, and I felt my stomach drop. The fork in my hand trembled. I stole a quick glance at them. His fingers were entwined with hers, a half-smile resting on his lips. The same fingers that had left marks around my neck. The same lips that had swept across my whole body.

Her slurry and seductive voice welcomed his ear. "It's Clyde," he mumbled. "Oh, Clyde fucking Smith," she said enthusiastically, full of sarcasm. Clyde rolled his eyes. Seriously, this woman... "I called to let you know that your sister's will and testament are already in my hands, especially the documents that contain her properties." "That's fast, huh?" she chuckled, as if she expected it some other time. "Of course, because I'm dealing with a busy woman who always has a loaded schedule." "Hmm... so let's set up a dinner before I fly out to New York," she said in a serious tone.

With some heavily dyed hair? “I am not hungry.” Even if I was, all of this just ruined my appetite and soured my taste. I never thought she would stoop this low. Not to sound judgy but this girl, she was everything that went wrong with America and the rest of the world. “Well, suit yourself.” She said in a low voice, then lowered into her seat. “Kayden, Diego; Diego, meet Kayden. My sister’s fiancée.” Oh? I think you forgot to mention…

His sister. She led them over to where we were. “This is my new friend. We met because I accidentally spilled wine on her. Listen to me ramble on.” Tattia said. “Ms. Cole, we meet again,” his mother said, and Tattia looked at her mother, then at me. “Do you know each other?” Tattia asked, and I could see the genuine confusion on her face. “We ran into each other briefly one day.” “Oh… okay. Well, this is my brother Kian and my sister Alana,” she said, completely ignoring Cathleen.

I chuckled to myself, sharing a private laugh with Titan. "What, I thought it was funny," I said, amused by my own joke. Titan's quiet snicker was the equivalent of a mental high-five, and I grinned, feeling pleased with myself. I made the introductions, gesturing to each of the sisters as I spoke their names. "Raphael, this is Katrina, Kember, and Kiera." In unison, they pushed back their hoods, revealing their faces, and nodded graciously in my brother's direction.