Novel & Cerita Living As The Tyrants Older Sister

"You're such a good, thoughtful child." Now I understood. It was all a setup. A carefully planned 'accident' designed to look real. They had planned it all. I was just the pawn they were willing to sacrifice. A violent crash at the door jolted me from my thoughts. The claiming ceremony had begun. Alphas and their Betas, shifted into their wolf forms, were storming the Omega quarters. They would smash down doors and find the mates they came to claim. I heard the distant screams of girls—the ritualistic chase and resistance. But then, a different sound reached me.

*Violet POV* I had one chance to prove myself I had heard the stories of my father, Alpha Banshul, since I was a pup. He was the leader of the Blue Fire pack, the most powerful pack in the forest of Futi. My father had achieved many great feats and I was proud to be his daughter, determined to follow in his footsteps. I wanted to show him what I was capable of, to prove myself. I had one chance to make my mark and I was going to take it.

She would become his worst nightmare, he would regret the day, he forced her to come to the mansion. "Ma'am." The door flung open and she rolled her eyes. "What's the problem Lisa?" She asked the girl that had a spare key with her. "I..I thought you would try to commit suicide." Lisa said, heaving a deep breath. Ralda surpressed the urge to burst into laughter. Did she really care for her? She didn't want to trust anyone at all, once bitten, twice shy they say. "I'm fine. There's no way I'd commit suicide. My little sister is somewhere and I don't even know where." Ralda mumbled.

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No matter how his parents begged him to end the madness, he got more angry, killing whosoever was in his way until he began torching the premises with the burning candle. "What have you done?" His mother yelled. "You never saw me to be enough. I have to compete with Tyrone in everything. Today, that ends. I'm going to take over," he said, wielding his sword as his whole body was drenched in blood. Tyrone tried to fight him but Annik having help easily overpowered him. Tyler got swayed to when Annik slaughtered their parents and sister as he watched from the ladder his parents had lowered him in. He took to flight through the tiny exit he had managed to maneuver his body, running as fast as h

I ignored and continued to enjoy the sweet feeling of the tongue still grazing my neck, and my eyes quickly went dim with that hairy hand performing its magic on my underworld. The taste of it was heavenly, that I could stay there all my life! "I won't say it again, Wellintine. But do not blame me if mom and dad scolds you again today for not doing your duty as distributed between us. I'm only here, trying to be a nice sister by helping out with the other chores, and here you are, still sleeping your life out again as usual. Would you get the fucking hell up this minute before I go call mom for you?!"

Irene’s POV I peeled it off, hating the way his eyes trailed and lingered on my skin like I was a snack he wanted to devour. “You’re a tyrant.” I hissed, wanting him to feel a fraction of my hatred. He just shrugged lile he couldn’t care about my opinion. “Move faster, dove. We don’t have all night.” I gritted my teeth, swallowing the retort on my tongue as I took of my jeans then my underwear followed.

He got all misty-eyed and told me it was like taffy. “Nope. I don’t want either. Neither would claim me. I’d be stuck like Drona.” My older sister’s mate is a ranked shifter. He visits her when he wants some ass, impregnates her periodically, and otherwise lives his best life with a mid-rank female in a nice big house in the Estates on the other side of the lake. “We’re not talking about shacking up.” Nia grimaces. “Fuck that noise. We’re just talking hot monkey sex.”

She stood up and went inside her room. She threw herself on the bed, she cried everything she should cry, she thought about being betrayed and thought about Mr. Leo, She got angrier and more angry. What will I do with the man? He is so different from me. He has avoided it as a person. "a damn tyrant". She shouted and soaked her face on the pillow.