My Sister Stole My Mate Novels & Stories

someone cries. Wait, is it Crystal?? "I know it isn't that easy, but I'll do it. I love you, and nothing else will come between us," the man whispers. "Mate is here. Follow the scent!" Ria yells at me. As much as I want to know who my sister is talking to, I need to find my mate. I walked around the bush and stopped in my tracks when I saw two people kissing. "Mate! That is mate! But... but... but mate is with another woman! Mate is hurting us," Ria says, reflecting on our emotions.

In the back of my mind, it registers that they must have, somehow, expected my coming, but I am not in the mental headspace to process the thought. “I had to come as fast as I could because I am in desperate need of help for fear of losing my…” I bite my tongue as it is about to say the word, ‘Mate’. “sister.” “You think she is about to die?” Myra asks. “I mean, from what we heard…” “I am afraid so.” I say.

I explained to my hot-headed brother. “Derick, that's not possible. How can he kidnap what’s already his?” Mom said to Derick. “What’s his? I don’t understand. What are you saying, Mom?” Derick muttered, his face showing confusion at Mom’s reply. “Derick, I never kidnapped Macy. She decided to come. I would never do anything to hurt her because she is mine.” “What do you mean she’s yours, Liam?” Derick screamed at me. “Well, because she’s my fucking mate!” I yelled back at my brother.

I knew how to be romantic--- OK, perhaps it wasn't my strong suit and I didn't know how to flirt or sweet-talk to save my life, but. How hard could it be? “How the fuck do you know so much about her?” I asked instead and looked at my brother with a frown. “Because my mate is her best friend,” he continued, a small smile creeping across his lips. I’d just opened my mouth to say something when I realized what he had said. “Mate?!” I echoed and gaped in shock at him. My brother - my man-whore of a brother--- had a mate?!

When my sister, Vesper Rowe, begged us for help, my mate, Alpha Sterling Blackwood, and I traveled for three days and nights to reach the neighboring Cloudwolf Pack. Vesper's in-laws made her life as hard as they could. I out-argued every wolf in the room, and Sterling backed me up with brute strength. Once her mate bond was finally severed, a smile finally appeared on Vesper's haggard face. "Moon Goddess bless you both. Don't ever split up, okay? Otherwise, I won't know whose house to go to anymore." Sterling ruffled her hair, then looked at me with open affection. "Don't worry about us. The Moon Goddess chose Livia and me as the most compatible mates in the entire werewolf world. Everyone

“You were nothing but a placeholder, Gianna. Isabella will be my Luna.” Then he rejected me, shattered our bond, and ordered his warriors to hunt me down. I was wolfless, pregnant, and alone. With nowhere left to run, I fled into the storm, desperate to save the only family I had left—my unborn baby. That's when I crashed into Dante Valenti. A ruthless Alpha with violet eyes, a dangerous reputation, and enough power to make entire packs tremble. He offered me shelter, protection, and a promise that sent shivers down my spine. “Tell me who hurt you, little wolf. I'll make him regret the day he was born.” But Dante doesn't protect people without reason. His gaze follows me like I'm his g

She looked at me with giant, angry eyes. “Give them back to me!” I screamed. I tried to sit up, but my body fell back down. I was too weak. “Give them back to you?” Ayomide laughed. “You are just a poor wolf. You cannot even buy them milk.” “I am your twin sister!” I cried out. “We share the same blood! Why are you doing this to me, Ayomide?” “Your mother loved you and left me alone in that big house with all those mean wolves!” Ayomide yelled. “I suffered for years while you were safe! I hate you!”

It was a fierce battle that he was fighting with other alphas. I was still trying to process the news but I was overwhelmed. I never thought it would be possible. Not in a million years. For two years, I had been his Luna in name only. On our wedding day, Dominic made it perfectly clear: this was a marriage on papers. He would never touch me. Never. Because his heart belonged to someone else. My older sister. His true mate. She died two years ago in an accident, and a part of him died with her.

He let out an amused huff, but Jazmin looked murderous. “You see that, Marie?” Mato was beaming with happiness, “That’s just confirmation.” Jazmin looked like she was ready to wolf out, and while it did confirm that she would be his mate, I’d like to continue living. “I’m his sister,” I said calmly, putting my hands up as I elbowed Mato and then backed away from them.

He just won’t be able to breath under water until then. As I take my seat once more all I can do is look at the woman on the floor. My mate. I was never supposed to get one. I didn’t even want one. Now that she is here though, I know she can’t stay. I don’t even know her but I know that she can’t handle the things that I have been through. I wry chuckle leaves my lips. My brother sure is in for a surprise. First, I kidnap him and torture him. Now I am doing the same to our mate. What the fuck is wrong with me?