Sacrificed To My Sister's Mate Novels & Stories

“ Looked like you've learned your lesson, seeing how you sacrifice your own life for your vessel.” She exhaled softly. “ She taught me what I forgot about. And through her, I found myself again, how could I let her lose her life?” A feeling of guilt hit her chest. Scarlett was never Damien's mate, it was her mistake and her nonchalance. “ I deserve to be punished.” “ You already are.” Her sister answered. “ And that's why we make sure you live.” “ I apologize for my mistake. I know there's nothing I can do to atone for it. Which is why I would like to retreat to the underworld.”

My body started shutting down and I was preparing myself for my end. Maybe this was my punishment. My karma for ill-treating my little sister all these years. There is nothing left to live anyway. My mate is now married to another man. And he must be touching her right now, kissing the skin only I was allowed to claim. Marking her as his. Breaking all my bonds to her. I was pathetic. I couldn't save my mate and my sister. I couldn't fight for their honour. I was too weak. I was a disgrace.

She had given the others a run down of what had happened in a low tone, allowing my mate the space to tell me herslef what had upset her. "My brother." She whimpered forcing the words out. "they sacrificed him, his blood drained into a black dish like he was nothing." My eyes snapped to Sage as she stared back and I knew just by her look that my mate was not mistaken. I noticed the ashen appearance on her face, the trauma etched betneath her calm surface was so evident. So was also disturbed by what she had witnessed and was fighting hard to keep her composure to the time sensative infomation she now had.

"your mate has been dead long ago, why don't you try begging the moon goddess to mate you once again. You know it's difficult to live alone" Lara, a member of the rogue pack and his best friend suggested him. Marcellus looked at her and then sighed. No one will ever understand the pain of losing a mate until one experiences. She was her first love and he lost her in a battle with Picaro pack. They were vicious alphas and betas, a pack of werewolves whom he hated most. And yet they killed a Lycans mate.

The Elders who had supported Ethan were on their feet, their respect turning to horror. "Is that… forbidden bloodletting? Forcing it from a Fated Mate?" "Look at all that blood… did she miscarry?" "Goddess… Ethan sacrificed his own mate and heir for a murderer?" Accusations flew from every direction. Ethan stood in the center of the storm, his body trembling with rage. "I was forced by your Alpha Command!" I said, my voice cutting through his excuses as I stalked toward him. "You. You killed your own child."

"I don't want you seeing this." I roll my eyes at him, "there is not a thing they've done to you that they have not done to me. I'm coming with you not to bathe in the glory of their murder, but to look at them in their final moments and see exactly what kind of men they are." My mate takes in my words. "Let her go, Alpha Hughes. If my sister is only one thing, it's forgiving." Isaac speaks up. I toss him a thankful smile. Jack doesn't acknowledge my brother's two cents.

She was his mate, and instead of loving her, he banished her when she killed the love of his life...

“We followed your trail down to the Mid Forest and saw you slumped down with an enforcer over you. We killed and got you out just in time, but your pup died.” The mention of the enforcer brought back the scent of Zach's betrayal, and the brutal reality of my torn womb hit me like a silver blade. A scoff ripped through me as I heard that I lost my pup, I don't blame the pup, I would have gone if I was dragged through the woods like that. My wolf howled a silent, mourning cry, her spirit shattered by the loss of the tiny life we were supposed to protect. Seeing that I wouldn't say anything further apart from a scoff, he did something with his head, and the one called Marcus came forward with a

The wine glass in his hand shattered with a sharp crack, blood dripping down his fingers. The banquet that night transformed into a reunion celebration, and it ended with the Alpha King announcing my mating ceremony with Marcus. However, the night before the ceremony, Jeremy kidnapped me.

I waited. "I have been thinking about what it means," she said, "to have had you here." She said it carefully, with the specific, unhurried attention she gave to things that required the full weight of the words rather than the quick, bright delivery she gave to most things. "Not for the pack or the territory or any of the external things. For me." She paused. "You came here and the pack had a silver wolf. Ethan had a mate. I had." She stopped. Looked at the window. "I had a sister," she said. "The kind you chose rather than the kind that arrives. And I want you to know that before tomorrow, while it is just us standing at this window, because tomorrow there will be the ceremony and the pack