Romans & histoires Mated In The Shadow Of My Sister

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

OURS. The words repeated in my head like a drumbeat, and it was unstoppable. My human side fought back. She was forbidden, my stepsister by marriage, a liar who had hidden her wolf, chaos incarnate wrapped in soft skin and defiant eyes. But I could not stop seeing her. Naked by the stream, powerful and vulnerable at once, her silver wolf magnificent in the moonlight. I had never wanted anything this badly. I had never lost control.

We both made our way over to where my little sister stood with her best friend. "Hey, you okay?" She whispered and I nodded with a reassuring smile even though I felt anything but reassured. "She-wolves and gentle wolves, welcome to my engagement party…" I turned my mother's voice out as I stared at my mate standing so closely to one she-wolf I didn't recognize, holding her. I felt a pang of jealousy rise from deep within me and my wolf growled out in pain. Our eyes met and I inhaled sharply. He was staring at me with zero emotions in his eyes and an unreadable expression and yet somehow, I could feel him howling out to me.

I wait to hear professor Caden's door close before I remove the sheets and let out a happy squeal. His scent still lingers in the room and I take in all of it. I still can't believe my room is just next to his. Wait but this officially means that we're siblings… My shoulders drop at the thought. Oh shit.

My brain began to shake. ‘I stood at the door and I heard a female voice. It was Jasmine, my sister. Moon goddess! What could this be?!’ I talked to myself and said with my voice trembling because this was a surprise. I could not hold it anymore and I barged the door open. ‘curse myself for not being able to pin the pieces together,’ I thought as I looked at them. “Moon goddess what in the hell!” I screamed and sharply my sister Jasmine stood up from on top of Ethan and fell on the floor as she tried to run to one corner.

… Soon, my sister and I held the ceremony to officiate the bonds with our mates. At the ceremony, Lex attended to her constantly, lifting her skirt and adjusting her hair. Kane, meanwhile, wore a scowl and barely looked at me, seemingly eager to get through the process quickly. Seeing me ignored, my sister's smugness grew. She pulled Lex over to flaunt him in front of me. "Thalia, if you can't win your mate's heart, you'll have a hard time surviving in the pack," she said. I glanced at Lex. He looked at my sister with genuine affection. That's when I noticed a silver ring on his thumb.

His hand rested lightly against the roof as he looked down at me. “Why are we here? Who lives here?” I asked, suspicion thick in my voice. “You’ll see,” he replied, his tone giving nothing away. My stomach twisted as I followed him inside, heels clicking against polished wood floors. The moment my eyes landed on the figure in the living room, my world tilted. Yuri. My sister. Her eyes widened before tears spilled down her cheeks, and I felt my own breath shatter. “Yuri…” My voice cracked as I stumbled forward and threw my arms around her. For one wild second, I held her close, my chest aching with relief and betrayal all at once.

Amelia Gasps and exclamations echoed around me, but my attention was on Aiden "Mates? Mates how? We're brother and sister, we can't be mated to each other." I threw sideways glances at the crowd, catching my friends eyes. They were laughing. What the hell was funny about this?

I step away from her, confused. I don’t know what to do to make it stop. I look to my mother for help, but she’s not looking at me, her horrified eyes are looking behind me, and I turn just in time to see shadows slithering from everywhere across the field and merging together behind her hunched form. I step back as the shadows create some sort of puddle, and then out of it steps…a man. “Before I strike, which one of you hurt my mate?” He says, and I freeze.

Lyra sank to the floor beside the bed, trembling as everything she had held together finally collapsed inward. Silent sobs shook her body as moonlight spilled across the room, cold and indifferent. Downstairs, faint footsteps moved once through the hall. Darius. Perhaps already imagining the life he would build next. Perhaps already preparing for Selene’s return in ways she could not yet see. Lyra pressed her hand against her chest, breathing unevenly. Then her fingers drifted to her bare throat. The place a mate’s mark should have been. The place she had once hoped would mean she belonged to someone.