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“I’m sorry.” “I do not need your fake sentiments.” Kyouka turned to her, irritation flashing in his eyes. “I can’t reach Hinami because she’s in a completely different territory. If I send someone for her, they’re likely to be found out, and the consequences would be dire. But you, Isabella of America, are not from around here. And you’re famous enough that no one would suspect you. You will bring me my sister.” “Whoa, buddy. If this is some sort of Mission Impossible, then I’m sorry to disappoint you—”

She said mimicking me and we laugh again. "Who's the new girl?" They both asked at same time..... "Her name is Shanze and she's my lost sister!" I said.... "Sister, you didn't tell me that you had a sister!!" Damian said. "Who's supposedly same age as you!" Alexander replied and they both started laughing. "About the trip we're going to have later today, can't we just follow alexander, because crystal moon pack is on the way to blood moon pack..." I said.

"Every time he touched you the bond got stronger and the cage got weaker. Your sister saw it happening and chose to expose you publicly before the bond could finish cracking because if it did, Dax would know the truth and she'd lose everything." I sat there on the ground and the morning sun was warm on my face and the birds were singing and my son was in a hole behind the barn wrapped in soft fabric and the man who was supposed to be mine was sitting behind stone walls twenty miles west turning away refugees because the loss of me had turned him into a monster. "You were never the other woman, Sera." Morwen looked at me with those sharp bright eyes and her voice didn't waver. "Your sister wa

"I don't know who that is." "Come on," Nico says flatly, unimpressed by her lie. "I am dead serious. You asked me to give you a reason, here's one. My sister died four weeks ago and she was killed. My brother messed with the wrong people and they got back at us." Gianna pauses to read Nico's expression but it remains black. She can't tell if she is getting through him.

Now we make her pay. I turn to Cade and River, my mates, my anchors. "Let's find my sister," I say. Their expressions shift. Predatory. Protective. Ready. "Let's," Cade agrees. And together, we walk back inside. The war isn't over. But the next battle is about to begin.

“I was kidnapped by rogues on my 8th birthday. My older sister and I were both taken. But I escaped after a month, thanks to her sacrifice. After that, my family and the whole pack began resenting me.” “Is your sister dead?” “No.” The word came out fast, almost desperate. “I’m sure she’s still alive. My sister is strong and smart. I believe she got away from the rogues, and she’s living somewhere safe. I just… know it.” “If that’s true, then why didn’t she come back to your pack?” Beta Owen’s question made my head whip around to face him. For a moment, I was taken aback, unable to find the right words.

She would have made an amazing Luna, even though she says she is happy being the Beta female. My sister is finally getting more confident in her role as leader of our nest back home. Kammi has been the best thing to happen to her, he loves her massively and that's without the tie. Kameal, my little niece, is just a bundle of happiness, she makes anyone who comes across her smile.She is utterly obsessed with her uncle Maddox, her little hands go out to him everytime he is close, and he loves it and her.

Her eyes bulged at my words and the distance a shriek could be heard. "What is that?" She asked as she stepped closer. I smiled down at her, those pretty eyes glazed with fear. "Sisters of my kind, we call them the Mannas." A shriek was heard in the distance again, "they don't sound like you." Her eyes were cast to the direction of the sound, "they are not. They are a different beast entirely." Her eyes peeled back to me, "is that what you are calling yourself now?" I felt the corners of my mouth lift into a smile, "it's what the ladies call me, at least." She scoffed and rolled her eyes.

Mum's sobs became louder. "Mum?" I shook her gently feeling a sense of dreaded urgency, "what is Luc talking about?" "Nothing," Mum croaked with a sniff, her eyes were bloodshot. "Your sister is possessed." Luc screeched. A high-pitched sound that made the hair on my arms stand on ends. "Luc—" I blurted as I moved to her, cautiously putting one foot before the other like I was approaching a wild animal. I felt the onset of a pandemonium.