Mated In The Shadow Of My Sister Mga Nobela at Kwento

Silence swallowed the room, broken only by the steady ticking of the grandfather clock and the hushed murmurs of the servants beyond the door. Mother approached me slowly. Her hands settled on my shoulders, heavy with expectation. “Nyra, look at me.” I lifted my gaze. My eyes burned with unshed tears. “You have to take your sister’s place.” The words dropped like stones into still water. I stepped back, shaking my head. “No. You cannot be serious.”

I pushed myself up on shaking legs. Tamara stared at me. "Stay down." I shook my head. "No." She frowned. "You don't understand." "No." I wiped blood from my face. "You don't understand." Something was burning inside me, not anger, not yet. Something deeper than that. "You're not the thing talking." Tamara's expression flickered again. I pointed at her. "You're still in there." The Shadow laughed through her mouth. "Then find her." I stared at my sister.

My fated mate, Elias, handed me a tissue, his tone light. "Wipe your face. You're so fragile. You don't act like a werewolf at all. You can't even take a joke." My sister, Giulietta, walked over with her phone raised, aimed the camera at my face, and grinned. "Mom, Dad, look at this. Liliana's face is a mess. Dirt and tears everywhere. She's filthy." My parents' disgusted voices came through the phone.

“Look, Yasmeen, I don’t see you in that light, okay? I am sorry that you can’t seem to find yourself a suitable mate, but you are like my baby sister, and what you are suggesting is nothing short of disgusting.” I blink as I look at him. Sister? Is he mad? Are his migraines back? We don’t share the same blood. Does a sister’s honey pot pulse at the sight of their brother? I think not. HE is my mate, my monster, my man. I just have to show that to him. I move back towards him, and raise my exposed thigh up to his waist as I let my arms encircle his neck. “Little sister? Can’t you smell the aroma of my arousal? Does that scent seem sisterly to you?”

While my sister quietly worked in the shadows. How was this guy my sister’s mate?! “I’m taking Arella out tonight,” I admitted, my voice steadier than I felt. It really wasn’t my place to say anything about mates. I had to trust that the goddess knew what she was doing – despite sometimes thinking that her matches were so delulu that not even the Nile could understand them...

Pushing through the agony, I dragged myself toward the front door. "Help... me... please..." I whispered, my tears tracing hot paths down my cheeks, causing the delicate skin there to fissure instantly. A trail of smeared blood marked my pathetic progress. I collapsed, my strength gone, a mere meter from the door. My head spun, memories flooding my fading consciousness. From the moment I could remember, I knew my sister was different. Not just because of her fragile skin, but because other sisters were loved. Mine saw me as a threat.

“Mate” Rose and I looked at each other and squeaked like teenagers. Nate patted Romeo's back. “Yep, your newly found sister is not a kid anymore. You have to let her go to her mate.” Romeo rolled his eyes. He knew Morgan's history, and his reaction was that of an older brother fearing his baby sister would get hurt. I moved away from the newly found couple and bumped into someone. I turned around, and a man stood there. “Shit, you scared me…” I placed my hand over my heart.

I pushed the thought aside and focused on finding my sister. Hours passed, and the sun began to set, casting long shadows across the forest floor. We had searched every inch of the woods, but there was no sign of her. I felt a crushing weight in my chest, like the world was closing in on me. My sister was out there somewhere, alone and in danger.

I might have felt sorry for him if he hadn’t been trying to kidnap my son. “You know, I’ve had a very shitty day…I just found out that my sister is mated to my number one enemy and then I had to watch her soul literally being torn into two after the mother fucking bastard rejected her so I had to put her into a coma to stabilize her” she gritted through her teeth.

“You’re my sister, and I’ll always be here for you.” Their embrace was tight and soothing, as if they were sealing a promise in that very moment—to support and cherish one another through thick and thin. Standing together in the embrace of the forest, cradled by nature's beauty, Aria recognized that she had indeed discovered a true sister in Luna, a connection that transcended the confines of words. Their souls felt intertwined, as if they had been woven together by fate, destined to journey through life side by side.