Novel & Cerita Mated In The Shadow Of My Sister

You don’t make me smaller, You don’t dim to let me shine. You stand beside me, shoulders strong, And somehow we both rise. They see the kindness in your smile, The brilliance in your mind. They don’t see the ancient instinct, That walks a step behind. You laugh with me in daylight, You guard me in the night. Soft as falling feathers, Fierce when all's not right. I’ve never had someone stay, Without wanting something more. But you stayed because you chose me, That’s what sisters are for.

“Don’t attack.” He didn’t look fully convinced but he nodded. “Shall we leave?” He repeated and I nodded. We got into the car and sat in silence. My mind was spinning. The seer’s words echoed in my head. Rae was Rose. How could that be possible? The woman I loved—my mate—was also my sister. The sister I believed had died long ago. My heart felt like it was breaking into pieces. There was nothing I could do to patch it up. I just had to leave with this but how was I going to do this?

It sounded to me like someone was in pain. I hurried to the source and wished it would have been someone in pain instead. With her bedroom door opened ajar, I found my sister having sex with another man, humping her from behind. They were both naked while she had her ass in the air, his dick pounding in and out of her.

The way he always touched me, and made me feel desired. It's been six long and awful months. Since he married my sister. Oh my God. I gasped. My dead sister. I was fucking around with my late sister's husband. And just like a splash of cold water, reality slammed me in the face and I froze. What on earth am I doing? Oh goddess, what am I doing? I frantically shoved Kael away from me with all the strength I could muster, and bent to pick up my shirt. “What?” Kael murmured, blinking rapidly and looking confused.

I smile as I release a small amount and watch Catalina narrow her eyes at me when they start to slowly move up her legs. “What are you going to do, kill me with your shadow magic?” She scoffs, I smile at her arrogance. I mean, does she even know what I am capable of? No, not by the defiance written all over her face. She moves nervously as they start to creep up her leg. “Get these fucking things away from me” my sister growls at me.

Unmistakably, the voice of my one and only blood relative, my sister In-young, was clearly drifting through the dark from beyond the wall. As if struck by lightning, I bounced up from the bedding. My heart dropped with a heavy thud, and cold sweat flowed down my spine. ‘Has a man entered my sister's room... in the dead of this night?’ ‘My brother-in-law is across the sea on the Main Island—what kind of beastly fellow dared sneak into a noble family's detached quarters...?!’ Compelled by the fear that my sister was being ravished, the terrifying voyeuristic curiosity of my inner desires, and an ugly, primal hunger to eavesdrop on their animalistic mating, my body moved of its own accord.

I had dreamed about this. Not metaphorically. Literally. As a younger Alpha just learning what the mate bond meant and what it might eventually look like, I had imagined this exact thing. Late night forest. Full shift. Running beside the person who was mine in the most fundamental sense the universe had arranged. No audience. No expectation. Just the two of us and the trees and the dark and the speed. Blake did not know.

I was…happy being around her. But the worst happened, when I discovered my little sister was my mate, on a bright full moon, I ripped her clothes and pushed her as she hit her back against the wall and I took her there; I got out of control and marked her and claimed her as my mate, but there was one problem. I couldn’t tell the world who my mate was, and that became my dark secret and a hard shell to crack.

A girl could never be mated to another girl, never in the history of Nightshade pack had this happened, never in the history of any pack had he heard that it happened. Just before the two women could touch, or hug, or do whatever it was that the mate bond was making them to do, he grabbed on to his sister's wrist and yanked her away from the girl. The women, as if suddenly pulled away from a trance, gasped, their breath returning to them and their eyes falling to him.

"Orrrr not." I sighed. "I felt my soul detached from my body back then. You don't have any idea." "But don't let them win!" Quinn uttered firmly, her eyes were fixed to mine. "C'mon, Loe. Where is my sister who don't give a sh!t about anything? The brave one. The one who conquered the fear of her own shadow. The one I made. I'm sorry, but I have to say that I'm a bit grateful at myself for being mean to you when we were still kids. You were really weak and so..."