Novel & Cerita My Sister Stole My Mate, And I Let Her

“It was when they dragged my sister out onto the yard, taking her hostage. It’s been six years, and according to my contacts, my sister is still their prisoner. And I’m the only one that can save her. So I decided to come here and gain enough power to overthrow the traitor that took everything from me. And I thought that I couldn’t do that with a mate by my side.” He cupped my cheek gently. “But I realized that it doesn’t matter.” He continued. “Mates are supposed to help each other and stand by each other no matter how hard things get.”

That was the only explanation I could get for how swiftly the woman had defeated me. The woman and my brother were the least of my concern for now. Even though I felt a little humiliated at being defeated by a mere woman, It was also the least of my worries. What was paramount to me right now was the woman the two of them had stolen from me. I had to get my mate back from my cruel brother and the wicked woman he had collided with. I thought as I got up from the temporary bed I laid upon and tried to leave.

“Yeah, sometimes I felt like trapped in a movie about a cute little bromance. But they were one in making their claims… You know, about you being the monster and us being the brainwashed cult followers ready to sacrifice everybody for the greater good. Then denied every possible involvement in the kidnapping and the torture and in the end, they rode into the sunset happily. I felt uncomfortable watching all this, but I would have been awfully sad if I had missed it.” Sitting up straight, I grab my pen, “Is there anything else that they said?” “Yeah,” he grins, obviously amused by my distress. “They hinted at the fact that you and your brothers got the big boy’s sister off their territory wit

He frees himself from his father and kicks me in the chest, sending the chair tumbling back again, and it becomes chaos as his father calls in the guards to get him, while I demand that he takes off these cuffs and faces me like a man, not some stupid coward who couldn't even get himself a girl and had to steal someone else's mate. "She's my mate! She's mine, and she will never love you!" I scream, feeling my blood boil with anger as everything that Maia said replays in my mind. His whore of a sister killed my brother, and I may not know how yet, but I will kill that cold-hearted bitch even if I have to crawl from beyond the grave to do it.

I sighed and turned my face away to avoid the topic for now. "Her mate has wrecked my sister, Carena," he started again, and this time, there was no playfulness in his voice. "And I am sure you know that the whole attack thing was not just my sister’s doing. She was naive enough to become a partner in someone else’s crime. But his motive was way deeper than just to teach my sister a lesson." Of course, Sawyer wouldn’t believe Matt did all that just to teach Payton a lesson while traumatizing Yamin at the same time.

I answer to avoid his statement. "And she deserves a good mate-a mate who is here for her, not her title. My sister lost everything because my father and I couldn't get our heads out of our asses. Thank the heavens for my mate, or I would still be a mess. She needs you....and you need her. No other male here can understand her pain," Hilda's brother growls as he comes closer to me in the pouring down rain. "I can't. I don't want another mate. I had my mate. I am loyal to her," I growl, and he shakes his head.

I had actually been revived. I wanted nothing more than to sprout wings and fly straight to my mate's side. But just as I turned down a small path, a familiar voice drifted toward me. "Mama, can sister not come home today either?" I froze mid-step, instinctively looking over. Why was Ethan calling my sister Stella "mama"? After the storm, the air had turned cool. I saw my mate Ryan and my sister Stella sitting together, with Stella holding Ethan in her arms while my parents sat nearby, smiling warmly.

“ she’s my fucking mate, you fucking piece of shit , I decide when I hurt her , I am the only one that is allowed to touch her, no one else , I am the only person who decides the kind of treatment that she get and not you brother , not you “ I yelled out . Stephan smiled and then walked away from the. Table coming to where I stood while clapping at the same time with a sluggish smile on his face . That is it brother , that is it , she’s your mate huh , and yet you can’t claim her and you can’t just accept her to be a part of you . I get it now , I really do , you got so jealous that your so-called mate is falling in love with me again , you can’t see it happen . You don’t like her, you never

"Mom, Grandpa, Grandma, look at this!" Mark was holding up a phone. "Someone's sending nasty texts to Daddy! This is so wrong!" The screen showed a text message: [Victor, your parents, mate, and son all belong to me now. You can't compete with me. I'll take everything you own!] [Victor, don't think ignoring me will make this go away! Didn't you say you'd give me the company? Why does the ownership still belong to you?] [Victor, you lied to me! I'm going to tell Mom and Dad you've been picking on me!]

“You’re leaving?’’ I cringe at the disappointment in my tone. His golden eyes soften and he steps closer to me, dropping my bag on a couch. He grabs my hand, squeezing it softly in his. “It’s really late and you should get some sleep. I’ll be here when you wake up.’’ He pulls me into his chest, holding me tightly as I breathe in his smell. I can’t seem to figure out what his scent reminds me of. Without another word, he walks out. I feel my cheeks heat up when I remember that his sister is standing only a couple steps away from me. I hear a giggle as I turn to face her. “This is so weird,’’ she laughs, making me confused. “I’ve never seen my brother so... sweet? It’s kind of gross.’’ A littl