Novel & Cerita Mated In My Sisters Shadow

Dad cared deeply about my mating bond—so much so that he threw a big party to celebrate it. When I got there, Thorne was already sitting down, nodding at me. Isolde was next to him, glaring at me with envy. I looked away, trying not to care. The werewolves below were all whispering and wondering. "Who do you think the princess will pick as her mate?" "Who else could it be? It's gotta be that guy from the Ashenclaw pack. I heard the princess is totally smitten with him. Even the Ashenclaw pack's alpha is getting ready for their big bonding ceremony."

Claim me. But I couldn’t. I wouldn’t. “Let go of me,” I whispered, not turning around. My voice cracked. “Please.” He didn’t. His hands stayed on my waist, fingers twitching like he was barely holding himself together. “I’m not going to hurt you, you know that.” he said quietly. “That’s not the point,” I snapped, finally turning around, eyes blazing. “You don’t get it, Zane. This mating thing is too sudden. I'm not sure it's what you even want.”

Rejected. The late afternoon sun slanted weakly through the budding trees near the old greenhouse, casting long, distorted shadows that felt like grasping fingers. I couldn’t stay here forever. Skipping class… the thought sent a fresh wave of panicked dizziness through me. What would Mr. Henderson say? What would my father say? Would they even notice? The pack hierarchy dictated consequences, and omegas who stepped out of line… well, we felt the repercussions most keenly. My legs trembled as I pushed myself up from the bench, the damp patch on my skirt a visible badge of my misery. I smoothed it uselessly, another futile gesture.

"Arthur's sister?, What a Funny thing you are, I like you a lot I wish you could have been Arthur's mate , I'm his mother little one not his sister" I try finding the right word but nothing comes forth,I can say I'm taken by surprise , amazement and shock all together, it all comes back to me,the unbelievable beauty william has, the godly psyche of Arthur and Asher's amazing brain, the night if the party with Edna, the claws off and avoiding him pep talk, the laughing at me just because I called him my equal age range, it was all real, no faking and all these people are wolves? Like for real?. "Mum let her go, and please stop with the whole wishing she was my mate, she isn't my

I said, trying to hide the fact that my hands were shaking under the sheets. “You’re not Lyra and you don’t belong to him anymore " he said, leaning down a bit as his dark eyes locked onto mine with a strange intensity that made my skin feel funny. “The blast occurred because Kael’s repulsion activated something else, the mating bond lock-shattered, and you are mated to all three of us.” I gaped at him in disbelief, my mouth hanging open as I attempted to comprehend the ridiculousness of what he was saying.

"He is a mess, Claire. He is trash!" Natalie laughed mockingly behind her, her voice shrill with triumph. "Congratulations, my dear sister. You have just traded a wealthy prince like Arthur for a street wolf who might hit you every night. Isn’t this a wonderful end for Father’s precious golden child?" Eleanor, Claire’s stepmother, covered her mouth with her hand, pretending to be sad though her eyes gleamed with pleasure. "Oh Claire, what a terrible fate you have. But this is Grandfather Silas’s decision, we can do nothing about it, can we? At least you will still be a ‘Mrs. Blackwood’, even if you might have to live in a small apartment that smells of cigarette smoke and oil."

My wolf is practically clawing at the walls of my mind, begging to feel his heavy weight, begging to let his knot seal us together forever. He is intoxicating. Like a lethal poison crafted specifically to shatter my defenses. Does he actually feel the ancient pull of a mate-bond for me? Or am I merely a temporary obsession, an unranked female whose battle scars intrigue him? What about the mother of Jabari and little Amara? What about Ayomide Okafor, who claims to carry his mark in the high halls of the Alpha Council? The sudden, brutal reminder of my cursed twin sister hits me like a bucket of freezing river water. Sanity snaps back into place, burning through the thick haze of lust threate

I was already out the door. Fine! He roared, that sent a chill of fear running down my spine. I wasn’t gonna let him, any of them, see my fear. Then I will go with you. He grumbled. NO THANK YOU! Like I said, I don’t want to be around any of you right now. I gritted at him standing toe to toe with him, of course I had to look up at him, but I didn’t care. I held my stare with him. He narrowed his eyes, I narrowed mine. Dammitt, why does he have to be so abso-freakn-lutley gorgeous? If I wasn’t so pissed, I might actually have some fun with this, but this wasn’t the time for that. Keeping his glare on me, Shadow! He called out. Shadow appeared outta nowhere. Yeah boss? Oh shit! Where the

"I fucking knew it, but I just had to be sure." My mind reeled as I struggled to comprehend the impossible. "How is this happening?! I thought my mate bond was gone?!" I exclaimed, my words tumbling out in a chaotic mix of confusion and awe. And then, as if summoned by the turmoil of emotions, The Shadows emerged for everywhere and nowhere. Their dark presence coalesced from the very air itself to envelop us in an icy, unsettling chill.

But the pull, the bond, was too strong, and the word tore itself from me before I could stop it. “Mate…” The night air grew unbearably still. My world tilted on its axis, caught between two brothers. “You’re my mate.” The words rolled from Shirin’s lips like a dark melody, smooth and confident—but beneath it, there was something feral, something that made my stomach twist and my heart hammer painfully in my chest.