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"Remember Madam Savannah's warning to you. Keep your head down and stay in your place." The door clicked shut, leaving me alone in the dark. I sank onto my bed, my body shaking as I pulled my legs up to my chest. I reached under my mattress, my fingers touching the rough edges of the medical textbook Liam had left behind. The weight of Agatha's words pressed heavily on my chest, but the thought of my sick brother back at the orphanage kept my resolve from breaking. I had to go through with this. I had no other choice. ***

To grab their baggage and enter the building, a few guards emerged. ALPHA CLIFFORD VIEW Even though I was the one who sent my sister to England, she initially refused to return when I asked her to. Now, however, she is finally returning home. She finally consented to return home after my beta and I had to convince her.Even though I've been restless lately, I'm overjoyed that my sister is back. She advised me to send the cars instead of coming to pick her up at the airport, and she would meet me there.As I watched from my room window, Bianca and her other friends—all of whom I suppose to be people—came out of the automobile. My wolf started to stride back and forth in my head as I was fixated

Jemima said, and I glanced around. It was true—people were staring. I may have been forgotten by some, but a few still remembered who I was. They knew Kalmia Paxton, the heartless sister who supposedly valued an award over her sister’s life. And right now, those were the words dripping from their mouths as I walked back to my car. “She dared come back after what she did to her sister.” “She’s got guts, that heartless witch.” Tears brimmed at the corners of my eyes, and as soon as I sat in the passenger seat, they spilled over.

Jessica kept screaming, "Who do you think you are?! You're nothing but a leech!" "I told you, I'm his sister! If you don't believe me, ask Dennis yourself! Call him right now, and I'll speak to him!" I tried to explain, but she didn't care at all. She only raised her hand and stopped the assault when I grew dizzy and everything started spinning.

said a voice from the shadows. “I’m here for something else,” Louella boldly said. “My sister has escaped the asylum and has a journal in her possession that could very easily bring her memories back. I need to find her before she is able to prove that she was unjustly committed.” “My, what a tangled web we weave,” cackled the sizable woman as she swayed her way out of the shadows until she loomed before Louella in all her caftan covered, imposing glory. “I see you have settled on the path of darkness and will find no way to return.” When Louella scowled she added. “It’s a good thing. It’s as intended.”

She was not paying attention. I then asked the older sister who facing the unlit fireplace, she was stitching a scarf made out of red yarns, “Excuse me, sister, have you seen a book with a handwritten title on the cover? Its mine I left it yesterday.” But she only answered me a “No.” “Is this what you are looking for?” A stern voice said. And then I saw it, the plain white cover and the failed cursive of the title. Unfortunately, it was Sister Rene who was the one holding the book.

Emerson squeezes my hand tightly at those words, and I swallow the bitter lump down my throat. "She went again. Every single time they came for me, she stepped in to protect me and her agonizing screams pierces my ears every time till they throw her back in. Used and forced against her own will. I stayed up several times and wondered why this was happening to us as I watch over my sister's body. I wondered why we were being punished that way, I wondered why no one was coming to our rescue and I wondered why it had to be us. It was wrong; to wish that on someone else was wrong but I couldn't care. I just wanted it to not be us. I cried, and I prayed but it wasn't enough. Nothing was enough, b

I wanted a mate, but it came at the price of so many others. In the end, I was still unloved. Alone. Mocked by the haunting memories of what I sacrificed in an attempt to dream of something solely mine. Because of Vincent and his pursuit of maddening greed, many of the Keepers do not involve me. My Dark realm is not a welcome presence, and they remained wary as a result. All I have to keep myself company now are my tainted pets and my sister of beauty and light. I couldn’t tell you the last time I saw our other sister. Kara was not one to be around others. She was a hunter of men. None was safe.

“If you had any backbone, you wouldn’t come back after leaving! “Now you’re still dreaming of returning to the pack and competing with Rose for her position. You’re truly shameless!” Leon’s words instantly caused everyone to look at me differently. “I thought Claire came back to care for her sister. I didn’t expect her to come back to steal her sister’s happiness. “Good thing Alpha Leon loves Rose.” The surrounding discussion made Rose’s eyes redden. She generously stood in front of me again. “Please don’t say that about Claire. After all, she’s my sister.”

"She's not just their sister." My stomach dropped through the ground. Rowan heard it too. His hand closed around mine, tight, grounding. We stepped into the clearing. The elders froze like kids caught stealing. "Finish the sentence," Rowan said. Calm. Lethal. Silence. "She deserves to know," he added. The eldest sighed like he'd been carrying a boulder for years. "She was taken because of what she carries. The Alpha bloodline didn't end with your father, boy. It runs strongest in her."