Kc Undercover Sister Novels & Stories

But it’s unhealthy. “Okay. Backyard it is.” “Thank you.” I sneak out, careful not to be seen, and wait for him there. A few minutes later, he shows up. “Okay. Tell me everything, from the start.” “Well—Cortney might commit murder tonight.” He blinks, staring at me like I’ve lost it. “My sister?” I nod. “Yes, your sister. If you don’t stop her, she might get Sasha killed.” “I still don’t understand any of this. You said Vericaps. First, those are almost impossible to find unless you go through illegal channels. Second, on Sasha, to confess to what?”

After about thirty minutes of pacing and swearing at myself, I finally hit “dial.” “Hello?” came that soft, commanding voice I hadn’t heard in months. My sister. Luna Stella of the Southern Pack. My perfect, bossy, terrifying sister. “Stella,” I said, trying to sound casual and failing miserably. “Hey… uh, it’s me.” “Kiki? Oh, Moon. What did you do this time?” See? That tone right there. Judgment mixed with affection. The kind of voice that made me want to confess and punch a pillow at the same time.

“So what happened at her place? Why did you call us out here?” “Yeah that's right. Did anything happen? Is she the one?” “She wasn't a stripper. She was a spy.” “A spy?” “From who?” “She was Greg's sister. She came to take revenge on me for killing her brother and her nephew” “Jesus Christ” “Wait, what?!” “And you never knew?!” “No, I had no fucking idea! I was so dumb that I even made her my mistress. What a joke I have become” “Damn, she's good”

"Eliza, I went to Tenezia specifically to get a blessed pendant for you as protection. It's worth several hundred thousand dollars, and I got two, one for each of us." I jerked awake when I heard the familiar voice. When my younger sister, Denise, placed the pendant in my hand, I realized I had been reborn. I immediately touched my belly, and I felt a sharp pain in my heart.

Ripped from her home, from her sisters… This thought seemed to finally pull Cassie out of her reverie. This was her sister. They were a team, her Nora and Evelyn, there is no way that this man was taking her without a fight. Evelyn, as usual, was two-steps ahead, already jabbing her finger in the chest of the Alpha, who apparently was named, “Roman.”

I ate, slept, and worked around Aurelia Heights, running on almost no rest for over ninety days. For the sake of confidentiality, I had told everyone I was doing delivery work. Even Claire had no idea I was actually on an undercover operation. “I didn’t forget. I just finished my last order. I’ll be there soon.” Twenty minutes later, I walked into the private dining room carrying two bottles of premium single-malt Scotch I had bought on the way. There were seven or eight people inside. Besides Claire and her parents, a heavyset middle-aged man sat in the seat of honor.

Accused of stealing recipes from my own sister, Cora, I was ruthlessly cast out from the healing center—by my own fated mate, the Alpha Kellan. So I came home to my grandma's herb farm. Riding my wild horse, Shadow, wherever the hell we want to go. But now the whole pack is scrambling to find me. In my past life, at the Alliance's Grand Potion Competition, my sister always managed to submit the exact same rare potion recipes as me, just a little bit earlier.

Three days ago, I learned a secret. The mate I found in human society, Claude, was actually the mysterious werewolf who became Ultima of the Alliance in just one month. On my birthday, he would announce my identity. He said this was one of my birthday gifts. At this moment, he was backstage reviewing his speech, while I lay lazily across his legs, feeling bored. Seeing my boredom, he let out a soft sigh. “Baby, why don’t you go have some fun at the banquet first?

Andrea chuckles dryly, listening to him. “Of course it doesn't bother you if we have secrets between us.” Andrea mumbles slowly, finger circling around the rim of the bottle. Taking a sip, Killian looks back at his sister. “What are you on about?” She shakes her head, dismissing his question. “Nothing. Enjoy the free alcohol.” She replies cheerfully, opening another bottle for him. Killian starts feeling that something is not right. Andrea seems off. Worry creeps into his heart for his sister. Turning her towards him with his uninjured hand, Killian asks, “What's wrong, Andy?”

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